As a coffin bearer, Lao Cao was highly respected and could not speak easily.
Daniel was the coffin bearer and the "middleman" between the victim and the coffin bearer, so he spoke directly.
"Boss Song, are you missing one?"
It turned out that this man's surname was Song, and his name was Song Zizhou. His son - the one who wanted to be turned into a zombie puppet after being killed by the water ghost, was called Song Zhihua.
ah? !
Song Zi, who was in his fifties, was stunned on Monday, and then looked at me in disbelief.
"This little brother is also...your pallbearer?"
Maybe he saw that I was wearing a young man's sportswear instead of the jet black shorts and straw sandals that are typical of pallbearers.
Daniel shook his head.
"no."
Song Zizhou's expression froze, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.
You probably feel that even if you are carrying my son's coffin for burial, you can't play tricks on me like this, right?
"Brother Wu, he is a real master and the most powerful among us. Except for Cao Coffin Maker, the four of us are not worthy to carry Brother Wu's shoes."
What? !
Song Zizhou was suddenly surprised and quickly walked a few steps in front of me with an apologetic expression on his face.
"This... this little master, I am really blind. I, I didn't prepare your red envelope in advance. Please forgive a poor old man who just lost his child. Don't mind. Please."
He rubbed his hands, and there was even a hint of fear in his eyes.
well……
I sighed softly. In fact, I could completely understand the fear in Song Zizhou's heart.
After all, as ordinary people, they are in a weak position when facing practitioners-even if they are just some very weak private cultivators.
As Daniel said just now, if I am a very powerful "expert", he must be very scared - because of my anger caused by my neglect, I may do something during the burial of my son. What consequences will it have? This is serious!
This is the southwest countryside that has always believed in supernatural things. Almost everyone has heard of some terrible mountain legends...
"Don't worry, Boss Song. I'm not a petty person. This time I came here with Lao Cao, Daniu and others, just to recall the past life and relax. I'm not angry. You really don't have to mind. It's Daniu and the others who care about me too much. emotions."
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao Gao, for your understanding. Thank you, Mr. Gao, for your forgiveness!"
Song Zizhou kept bowing to me.
I waved my hand and said it didn't matter, and asked him to get busy. After all, losing a son in old age is definitely a great tragedy in human affairs - fortunately, Song Zhihua had already given birth to a son, so he could be considered a heir.
…
The time has arrived at three o'clock in the hour.
According to Lao Cao's calculations, this is a good time for a funeral - although after I saw a trace of evil spirit hidden in the drowned corpse at the scene, I felt that there was no point in looking at the time!
But of course there is no need to tell Lao Cao directly.
As a coffin bearer, he also has his own pride.
Since it doesn't make any difference whether you talk or not, and I can solve it together, why should I make Lao Cao feel aggrieved?
So, according to the original plan, Daniel and the others began to carry Song Zhiyuan's body into the coffin while shouting slogans...
Then, amid the cries of family members and relatives, the coffin lid was completely closed and sealed.
Then fix it with ropes and wooden sticks, pick it up with a pole, and start carrying the coffin on the road!
After completing all these procedures and carrying the coffin out of the Song family's yard, the sun had begun to set and the sky was gradually getting dark.
Several young and strong relatives of the Song family held torches in their hands and walked at the front of the procession, followed by the wife and children of the deceased Song Zhihua, holding his portrait in their hands.
Lao Cao and the others carried the coffin and walked behind his wife and children.
At the end of the team are the rest of the relatives...
And me?
Naturally, he stayed away from the team and watched all this from the side.
My eyes were fixed in all directions, and my spiritual sense felt the changes in the atmosphere around me.
Soon, the coffin-carrying funeral procession will pass by the river where Song Zhihua fell into the water and drowned...
It takes about two minutes to walk from the river, then turn left and go up the mountain to a relatively high mountain. Bury him there.
I also took a look and found that the feng shui was indeed pretty good.
It turned out to be a "Wenhua Cave" - as the name suggests, the shady house was chosen here to protect future generations of literary stars!
If Song Zhihua's death was really an accident, he might really protect his son to make achievements in learning in the future.
But he was killed by Sneaky, so that doesn't really make sense.
"The water ghost who killed Song Zhihua was probably waiting here to lay an ambush, right?"
I looked at the path I was about to walk on by the river and thought to myself.
By this time, the sun had completely set.
There was only a faint trace of yellow left on the horizon, and the vision in the mountains and fields had become hazy and blurry. The torches of the funeral procession seemed to be getting brighter.
"coming!"
My eyes narrowed.
I saw a circle of imperceptible ripples suddenly spread out on the river.
Immediately afterwards, a black evil spirit that could not be seen by ordinary people floated out of the river. It floated straight to Song Zhihua's coffin, circling back and forth.
In fact, at this time, I can already capture this trace of ghost energy and directly lock the position of the water ghost. Then use a spell to get it out.
only……
Now that we're here, let's see what this water ghost wants to do, right?
After all, I’ve never seen such a thoughtful “water stick” before!
And if it is a very vicious sneak, the reward points given by Xiuxing Company after elimination are not bad - although I am not particularly keen on forcing it, but don't give it up in vain.
I saw the ghostly energy hovering on the coffin lid for a few times, and then immediately got in through the cracks in the coffin...
After a few breaths.
boom!
The coffin lid suddenly made a muffled sound, as if someone inside the coffin was pushing it out with hands.
"Mom! What's going on?"
A middle-aged man walking behind the coffin at a relatively close distance was startled and stared at the coffin with fearful eyes. Then he stammered.
"I...I seemed to hear the coffin ringing. Did you hear it?"
He looked around and realized that everyone's faces were a little pale.
Just when Song Zizhou was about to speak, there were two loud "bang bangs" inside the coffin. Then the coffin lid, which had been sealed with iron nails, was pushed out from the inside with a strong force and made a creaking sound!
Every nail was pushed out!
At the same time, there was also the sound of sharp nails scratching the coffin wall, which made people's scalp numb.
"Ghost!!!"
"It's a fake corpse, run away."
"The corpse has changed and is going to be haunted. Please help me."
These relatives of the Song family were so frightened that they wanted to turn around and run away.
"Shut up! Don't make any noise! There are coffin bearers here."
It was an old man with white hair and beard from the Song family in the team who shouted, and the commotion in the team became a little quieter...
