What everyone sees now are eight blood-red coffins.
All the coffins had charms affixed to them. Eight blood-red coffins were lined up.
"What...what's going on?" The villagers were stunned.
"Besides Long Changming, is anyone else in the Long family dead? Why...why are there eight coffins?"
"You guys, don't be so mysterious!"
"We want to see Long Changming!"
"I want to see Long Changming!"
The father walked out of the house calmly and came to the eight coffins.
Someone shouted: "This man is Long Changming's son!"
"Boy, let me ask you, your father...which coffin is your father lying in?"
"Speak quickly! Otherwise, don't blame everyone for being rude!"
The father's eyes suddenly turned green, and then he had a weird expression. He twisted his neck, then lay on the ground like an animal, opened his mouth, and yelled: "Whoever is not afraid of death, just come in!"
The appearance of his father completely frightened the villagers outside, and they took a few steps back.
The wind suddenly picked up in the yard, and the originally clear starry sky soon became covered with dark clouds.
The night grew dark.
"Everyone, can't you still see it? Long Changming is about to turn into a drought demon! Our coffin-carrying family used eight coffins to suppress him. Otherwise, why are there so many corpse-killing charms on the coffins? Do you still want to see it? ?”
The words of the coffin bearer made all the villagers who came to make trouble feel uncertain.
Upon seeing this, Mr. Long Er immediately struck while the iron was hot and came to the villagers with a gift book.
"Everyone, although my fourth brother committed a heinous crime, he committed suicide out of fear of his crime. I hope you will stop being aggressive. As for the harm caused to everyone, we three brothers will try our best to make up for it!"
"Everyone, please register your name and address first. The three of us brothers will verify it first, and then we will distribute some money to everyone. Each person and household will be compensated 3,000 yuan. What do you think?"
When they heard that they could get 3,000 yuan, all the villagers were excited.
One of them shouted: "No, that's a human life, at least...at least 10,000 yuan!"
"Ten thousand yuan? There are more than 30 households. Even if we kill three of our brothers, we can't raise that much. I think that's it. Five thousand yuan. If you agree, just come over and fingerprint and sign. Otherwise, what do you think? You can make trouble no matter what!"
The third master came over and said, "What's worse, I'll drag out the fourth brother's body and let you share it!"
After saying that, he turned around and looked at the eight red coffins. At this time, there is already a hint of cold air in the coffin, giving people the feeling that the drought demon inside may jump out and eat people at any time...
"this……"
"Since Long Changming is dead, let's not embarrass the Long family too much. Just five thousand!"
"Okay! Anyone who agrees comes and gets the money!"
At this time, a few family members were still crying and making trouble. I don’t know whether it’s because I have too deep feelings for my family, or because I want more money. Just listen to one of them shouting: "Are you so spineless? A life is worth a few thousand yuan!"
"We are not convinced about this matter. I heard that the police are coming soon. Don't you want to wait?"
"Yes! Wait for the police to come and open the coffin for an autopsy! Then everyone will demand compensation!"
"Yes! Open the coffin and conduct an autopsy!"
Encouraged by them, seven or eight people decided not to pay compensation, but just wanted to see Grandpa's body and how the police would handle it.
"To tell you the truth, the police will not come!" My father stood in the yard and said coldly.
"The police... why didn't the police come? Could it be that your Long family bribed the police station?"
The father said coldly: "No! It's because it's going to rain!"
"boom!"
A bolt of lightning fell directly from the sky and struck on the roof of our house.
Tiles on the roof crackled and fell.
Everyone looked up and saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the clouds were extremely low. It felt like they were about to fall from the sky, covering the entire small village tightly.
Strong winds blew one after another, and the fields outside the yard were filled with flying sand and rocks.
The pots and pans used for funerals were spinning on the ground one after another, making a ping-pong-pong sound.
What's even more terrifying is that lightning is falling one after another. The second bolt of lightning directly hit the sycamore tree in the yard, and the entire sycamore tree collapsed. The third bolt of lightning was even more exaggerated, falling directly on Grandpa's coffin.
The talismans on the red coffin instantly caught fire.
This scene frightened the villagers, and they all fell on their backs.
The second master then shouted loudly: "Everyone, don't you want to live? My fourth brother is about to transform into a corpse. I think you should go back first. After the fourth brother is buried in peace, it won't be too late for you to come to the Long Family Courtyard to collect the money. !”
"boom!!"
Another bolt of lightning fell directly on the courtyard wall, blowing a big hole in the courtyard wall.
Immediately afterwards, a heavy rain fell from the sky. The wind was raging and the rain was pouring, making it impossible to stand outside the yard.
Mr. Long shouted: "Everyone! If you don't leave, it will be too late. A flash flood will break out later, and you will only die. Leave quickly! If you don't want to die, leave! Leave!"
In the blink of an eye, dozens of villagers were gone and no one was left.
Some people ran to hide in a cave at the entrance of the village and lit a fire there.
"Today is really evil!"
"Long Changming is indeed a mage. I think this rain comes out of nowhere!"
"And those thunders, it's like they're going to kill us all!"
"What to do now?"
"What should we do? When the rain passes and the sky clears, we can go to the Long Family Courtyard to cause trouble. Anyway, they have promised to compensate us."
"The police won't come here in this weather."
"Then it's decided, let's go together when daybreak!"
"Okay! That's it!"
So a group of people lived in the cave.
After the villagers left, Grandma Bai came out of the secret room and looked at the yard. The sixty-four coffin bearers stood motionless in the rain and fog. The lightning reflected their orange clothes, and everyone had expressionless faces, as if they were looking forward to death.
No one cowered, and no one was afraid. They stood quietly like this, as if waiting for something.
"A coffin-carrying family! It's really amazing!"
"Don't be afraid of the powerful, just to hold the coffin!"
Grandma Bai bowed deeply to them.
Eight people immediately walked out of the team, and all eight people suddenly knelt in front of Grandma Bai.
"Fellow heroes, why is this?"
One of the eight people raised his hands and said: "Grandma Bai, our coffin-carrying family has always lived in harmony with the five families, and has never done anything to disgrace the five families. Therefore, we eight brothers have something to ask for this time as they are guarding the coffin!"
"Please get up quickly. Although the five of us don't like Long Changming very much, Long Changming is still the uncle of the five of us. This is a fact that no one can change. Therefore, I should thank you!"
"Okay! Let me tell you this junior, we need Long Changming's grandson to carry the coffin!"
"What?"
Grandma Bai thought she heard wrongly.
