Chapter 66 Live Burial (Thirteen)

I couldn't say something to them, so I could only swallow it in my stomach, smiled bitterly, and said, "This uphill road is a bit difficult to walk. Arrive at the tomb early and feel at ease early."

After hearing what I said, Gao Lao didn't say anything. I sent them a round of cigarettes. In our business, smoking was like smoking. I lost the first one and the second one immediately, especially the coffin carrying

When we smoke, we are more ruthless, mainly relying on cigarettes to calm the fear in our hearts. Therefore, there are more or less problems with our eight immortals' bodies, mainly because we smoke too much.

After a while, I looked at my phone. It was 5:27. The sky had turned white. It was not long before the sun rose. I threw the cigarette butt and shouted at the Eight Immortals, "Take the tiptoe sticks,

Our Eight Immortals will show their power today and carry the coffin up the mountain in one breath."

"Okay! Show your power!" The Eight Immortals shouted in unison, and even the long-haired Doctor Yang Yan shouted.

This shout made my heart feel a little relieved. No matter what strange the big trees are, as long as everyone is united and don’t believe the coffin, they can’t be lifted. I sent a tiptoe stick to each of the Eight Immortals and a cigarette to them.

Be diligent in your mouth and make them go uphill, be sure to pay attention to your feet.

"Brothers, carry the coffin up in one breath. I will drink it tomorrow, so I will count on it!" I didn't care about Gao Lao and the others being the same age as my father, but they just called out to my brothers.

The Eight Immortals shouted, and stood in their respective positions. They were still like before, putting their shoulders on each other and making stakes. I was beside me, shouting slogans: "One, two, three, get up!"

The coffin was slowly lifted up again and walked slowly to the hillside. The uphill was different from the flat ground. The front of the coffin was relatively strong, and the dragon frame was easily sliding down from the shoulders. If you were not careful, your whole body would lean back and the whole person would

If you fall down, a minor injury means falling down your arms and legs, and a serious injury means falling down your head, you will be directly companion with the King of Hell.

The back of the coffin is more difficult than the front, because it is uphill, and the gravity of the entire coffin is mostly pressed down to the back. The weight is imaginable. As long as the foot slides down, the coffin will press on the body. It is a kind of thing to be imaginable.

I hoped that I would throw away the mourning stick and support the coffin at the back, just to reduce the gravity behind me.

As soon as I stepped onto the hillside, I saw that the Eight Immortals' faces changed and turned red, especially Yang Yan. His face turned purple in an instant. Obviously, the situation was a little wrong. Although the coffin on the uphill was a bit difficult to lift, it was absolutely

It won't make the faces of the Eight Immortals like this.

I said that women could not touch the coffin, and I don’t know where to offend her. She raised her legs and stepped on me, and then got into the woods next to her. We walked less than seven steps, and she carried a fist-sized wool as if she was carrying a suckling tree.

The tree walked to me, smiled at me, and said, "This is OK!"

At this moment, I saw Joyce's breathing became very heavy, and seeing that the situation was a little exhausted, I said to her: "You go and have a rest! Our Eight Immortals should be able to do it."

We carried the coffin and continued to walk up the mountain. We walked about halfway, and there were obviously more trees on both sides, and my heart also hanged. We always felt that these trees were a little weird.

When I saw this, I came to the back of the coffin, supported my hands on the coffin, and pushed forward with all my might. I was afraid that there would be a risk of sliding the coffin behind me, so I asked Joyce to sprinkle yellow paper in front of me. After she died, she refused and said

You have to help support the coffin behind.

She shook her head and said, "I will help you with it for a while. Sister Wang Jie will die if she doesn't have time."

A heart-wrenching pain came from my arms. I was afraid of adding weight to the Eight Immortals, so I didn't dare to let go of my left hand. I suddenly raised my right hand and knocked down the branch. I immediately supported my right hand on the coffin to relieve the pressure on my left hand.

After saying that, she held the dead tree and stood behind the coffin and pushed forward. It was true that I could clearly feel much more relaxed at this moment, so I asked her to pay attention to safety. She nodded.

Joyce's action deeply stimulated the self-esteem of the Eight Immortals, making us feel that we were underestimated by women. There are very few things that men in rural areas can compete for, unlike the rich people in the city who compete for houses and luxury cars.

,Fight for your own father and godfather, we only work hard in the countryside.

Since she was so determined, I had to let her hold the coffin. To be honest, I supported the coffin with both hands, and a large part of the gravity pressed on my hands, and my arms became a little numb, but I dared not let go,

As soon as you let go, the gravity of the coffin will be pressed on the Eight Immortals, and you are afraid that Joyce will suddenly let go. If there is any accident on this uphill road, the coffin will hit the ground.

Now, a woman is so strong. As men, we, how dare we fall behind? We carried the coffin and walked hard towards the hillside. The speed of walking was obviously faster than before.

We walked forward for about ten steps, but didn't know what was going on. A very lush tree on the left broke a trunk for no reason. It was about half a fist and one meter long, with some leaves on it.

It fell horizontally on the coffin.

As soon as I finished speaking, the branch became very strange. It turned half a circle on the cover of the coffin, from the original horizontal to the vertical, and suddenly slid towards Joyce's chest. I was a little anxious, although the branch was said to be

There is no more weight, but in this situation, no matter who hits it, it will temporarily lose strength, which makes others feel that the coffin has become heavier, and I dare not think about it any further.

Judging from this situation, before the sun rises, I should be able to bury the coffin. I looked at Joyce with gratitude and said, "I didn't expect you to be so strong." She smiled and didn't say anything.

"Everyone should see what you are under your feet, don't fall." I shouted to the Eight Immortals, "Grink your teeth and lift them to the tomb."

The branch slid back along the lid of the coffin. When I saw this, I quickly spoke out to comfort the Eight Immortals, "Don't be afraid, it's just broken branches, not too much, carry the coffin."

The arm was crushed alive, and the feeling was really unbearable for ordinary people. In just a few seconds, my forehead was covered with sweat, dripping down, washing the ink on my face

Lost part of it.

In desperation, I stretched out my right hand to knock the branch down to the side, but I knew that as soon as I raised my hand, a huge force of gravity came from my left hand, at least one or two hundred kilograms, and I could clearly hear the coming from my arm.

With a click, the bones broke.

"Master Jiu, you're sweating profusely, what's wrong?" Joyce, who was standing next to me, asked this question.

I didn't dare to speak. This pain was so pungent. As soon as I opened my mouth, I was afraid that all my energy would be released, so I had to endure the pain and shook my head.

When the Eight Immortals heard Joyce's question, they turned around one after another. The gravity of the coffin suddenly lost control and shook it backwards. I was so scared that I didn't care about the pain in my arms, and pushed my head forward.

I felt like I had hit some sharp blade in my left eye, and then I felt a liquid flowing on my eyelids, with a faint smell of blood.

ps: The three chapters have been updated. Thanks to the brothers and sisters who gave rewards. Someone asked if this book would be eunuchs. Xiaojiu can tell you very responsibly that he would never be eunuchs. This is a man’s promise.
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