Chapter 118 Twin Flowers (23)

After hearing what I said, they said nothing, and stood aside. I got up from the bed, and my whole body was in great pain. As soon as I took a step, a piercing pain came. It was impossible to go to the mourning hall alone, so I asked Fatty Guo to help me to the mourning hall.

He was stunned and said, "Brother Jiu, you are so injured. Let's do this funeral."

I was a little worried about this kind of funeral, let alone Qing Xuanzi, even though I was doing it, it was mainly because the scene at last night was too strange. Even now, I still don’t understand what happened last night. If they were asked to do it, it would probably be okay if the funeral was not done, and even if they could spend the rest of their lives safely, they didn’t know.

I had a stern face, and my tone was not very good, and said, "You have finished the funeral for Liu Jianping's family. I guess it won't be long before I will hold the funeral for you. Don't talk so much nonsense, do you want to help me or not, just one sentence."

Fatty Guo smiled bitterly. He knew my temperament and said nothing. He walked up to me and supported my left arm. Chen Tiannan stood aside for a moment and walked over to support my right arm. Yang Yan followed him. As for Lao Wang and the others, they shook their head helplessly, as if they had something to discuss and didn't come out with us.

The four of us walked towards the mourning hall, and no one spoke along the way. As soon as we arrived at the door of the mourning hall, we saw many police officers standing there. Liu Qi stood on a stone, put one hand on his waist, pointed at the mourning hall door with the other hand, and cursed angrily, "Who is his mother who dares to spread rumors? I am the first to catch him and squat in the phone for a few days."

When he saw us coming, he was stunned for a moment, smiled awkwardly at me, jumped off the stone, and said, "Chen Baxian, you are so seriously injured, why are you here?"

I said, "Come here and take a look. By the way, where is the body of Liu Jianping's family of three?"

He pointed to the mourning hall not far away and said, "Last time after you left last night, it was about two o'clock in the middle of the night. An Audi car stopped in front of us, and five people came down, saying that it was your friend. When I told them about the matter, they helped carry the body to the entrance of the village."

"What happened later?" I asked in confusion.

I was very confused. The things happened last night were so strange, so I threw a puzzled look at Fatty Guo. He nodded and said, "Lao Wang called me last night. He said that the old scholar told him in his dream that you would encounter danger this time and asked me to come and help. I asked my mother to take care of Cheng Xiaocheng, so I rushed over from the county town. When I came to the mourning hall, I saw you commit suicide. I had no choice but to hit you with a stone. Brother Jiu, you won't hold a grudge against me, right? Brother, I hit you with a stone for your own good."

I greeted Liu Qi and asked Fatty Guo and the others to help me into the mourning hall. I didn't know what was going on. I was subconsciously afraid of the mourning hall, but I still walked in with a bit of the bullet.

I asked Fatty Guo, "I poked myself with this thing last night?"

"Later, when we walked into the mourning hall, we saw you madly sting yourself with half a pillar of fragrance. I don't know what happened. You became extremely powerful. You could not even hold on to it. In the end, there was nothing we could do. The fat man next to you smashed the stone on your head." After saying the last sentence, Liu Qi smiled.

Then, I looked around the mourning hall, and two black coffins were placed there, half of the bloody fragrance lying quietly between the two coffins. What made me even more strange was that before I slept on the coffin, I obviously burned yellow paper in four directions of the mourning hall, but now there was no yellow paper ash in those directions.

"Brother Tian, ​​you haven't told me yet, why have you disappeared during this period? The phone can't be reached?" Fatty Guo asked next to him.

Suppressing the doubts in my heart, the three of us walked to the coffin. I reached out and touched the coffin. The red coffin was a little wet. I took out my hand and saw some blood stains. Then I turned around and looked at the other coffin. It was very dry. I asked Fatty Guo to pick up the half-column of fragrance on the ground and sniffed it. The smell was very strong. I stuck my tongue and licked it on it. It tasted strange, not like normal blood.

After hearing what they said, I became even more confused. They had a premonition that something might happen to me? Is this a coincidence or the "evil" disaster I carried on was causing trouble? For a moment, I couldn't explain what happened, so I wanted to figure out what happened last night and then get buried.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the mourning hall, I smelled a pungent smell of blood. I frowned and walked in. The first action was to look up and look in the air. There was nothing. I felt relieved. Last night, it must have been a dream.

His expression changed for a moment, and he wanted to speak but stopped. Seeing that there was something unspeakable about this situation, I signaled Fatty Guo not to continue asking questions, and then asked Yang Yan, "How did you meet Lao Wang, Mr. Gao, Fatty Guo and Chen Tiannan?"

If I had no injuries on my body, I wanted to kick his butt. The words behind me were sarcastic. However, it was not the time to fight before me, and I turned my puzzled eyes to Chen Tiannan. He was stunned and said, "I dreamed that Brother Jiu was lying in the coffin. Many people were crying next to me. I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I stole my dad's cell phone and called Fatty Guo, and then rushed over overnight."

He glanced at me and said, "It's strange. I hurried down from the provincial capital in a car. I thought it would take three o'clock in the morning to feel it at the earliest, but I didn't know that it would be at 2:30 in the morning. It was an hour faster than usual. On the way, I happened to meet Lao Wang and Fatty Guo rented two motorcycles, so I asked them to get on the car. The next thing is as the director said, we moved the body to the entrance of the village and wanted to be buried directly. Seeing your crazy look, no one dared to be buried. They all said that we would discuss this matter when you wake up."

He nodded and said, "It's this thing, the blood stains on it should be yours."

When I heard this, my heart felt like I was waving. Does my blood taste like this? I couldn't believe it, so I asked Yang Yan to take a small knife and stab a hole in the back of his hand. Bright red blood flowed out. I licked it. It was astringent, a little sweet, and the taste was quite normal.

"Brother Jiu, do you know? What happened last night?" Fatty Guo took the gauze and wrapped my backpack.

Without saying a word, I asked them to help me to look in the four directions in the mourning hall. The four directions were exactly the same as other places. Not only were there no yellow paper ash, but there were no traces of burning yellow paper on the soil. You should know that usually, burning things on the soil will leave more or less traces. I frowned. All this was not a good sign.
Chapter completed!