Chapter 12 The coffin is back!
Something big happened?!
Lao Huang has a calm personality and rarely panics like this. It seems that what happened this time is a bit tricky.
Leizi and I were trembling and got up from the bed. Before we could wash up, we put on our coats and ran out of the house.
"What happened?" Leizi asked.
Lao Huang pulled us around and walked away: "Go to the gate of the village committee to take a look!"
We hurried to the entrance of the village committee and saw a lot of villagers gathered at the entrance. The villagers gathered together and pointed at each other, not knowing what they were talking about.
"Give it! Please give it to let it go!"
Leizi led us into the crowd and came to the gate of the village committee.
Village Chief Niu looked ashen, and he was walking anxiously with his hands on his back. He looked up and saw us and came straight up: "You are finally here!"
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Lei Zi asked, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
"What's wrong? You can see it yourself!" Village Chief Niu turned around and pointed. Only then did we find that a black lacquered coffin was standing straight at the entrance of the village committee, and the surface of the coffin was still stained with some soil.
Leizi and I looked at each other, walked towards the coffin, and muttered to myself: "Strange, why does this coffin look a little familiar?"
Village Chief Niu's face looked very bad: "Leizi, please give me an explanation, why would the coffin that was buried yesterday appear at the entrance of the village committee today... today?"
My heart skipped a beat. The coffin that was buried yesterday?!
In other words, this coffin is the one that buried Fang Cuicui's body, no wonder it looks so familiar!
My scalp was numb. It was so strange. Why did the coffin come back? What was going on?
The sky is bright and the sun is bright, and the black lacquered coffin exudes an invisible cold air.
The coffin buried in the soil can actually run back by itself. This is unheard of. Could it be that Fang Cuicui's ghost is at the scene?
It shouldn't be. Master once said that as long as Fang Cuicui's body is sent back to her hometown for burial within seven days, nothing will happen again.
However, if it weren't for Fang Cuicui's ghost, would it be even more fantasy to have the coffin crawled out of the soil by itself!
"Hmph, village chief, I have said that they are laymen and they are not trustworthy. If you asked me to carry the coffin yesterday, you would ensure that these things would not have happened!" A sarcastic voice came from the crowd.
When he looked up, he saw Gao Lao, with a few coffin-carrying swaggering away the crowd and coming to the village chief.
Gao Lao looked at the coffin, then looked at us, reached out and poked Lei Zi's chest, and said coldly: "Boy, don't take care of porcelain work without a diamond. Students carry the coffin. You are still a little tender. Go back and see if your horoscope is hard!"
"What do you mean?" Lei Zi and Gao Lao looked at each other.
Gao Lao shrugged: "It's not interesting. I just remind you that carrying a coffin is a skilled job, and not everyone can eat this bowl of rice! I think you must have been fucked when carrying a coffin yesterday, so you confessed to the deceased?"
"Master Gao, don't swear!" Lei Zi was so anxious that his face turned red. Didn't Gao say these words in front of the villagers clearly want to smash Lei Zi's sign? If such a thing happened today, who would dare to ask Lei Zi and the others to carry the coffin in the future?
I squinted my eyes and looked at Mr. Gao, and I knew in my heart what was going on.
The village chief raised his palm and signaled Gao Lao and Leizi to stop arguing, then turned his head to look at Leizi: "Leizi, give me a message, what should I do today?"
Lei Zi bit his lip: "Village Chief, don't worry, we will handle this matter!" Then he turned to Lao Huang and shouted: "Lao Huang, go call the brothers. At worst, you can carry the dragon coffin again!"
Lao Huang responded, turned around and wanted to leave. Gao Lao took a step forward and opened his arms to stop Lao Huang: "Slow!"
"Captain Niu, do you feel free to let them do this? Now that the coffin is back, it means that Fang Cuicui is still in dispersed! What if they mess it up again? It will cause the whole village to suffer! Village Chief, you can't use the lives of the villagers as a joke! Are you right, fellow villagers?"
Gao Lao's words were full of inspiration. He not only successfully sowed the emotions of the villagers, but also brought the army of the village chief Niu, making it impossible for the village chief Niu to step down for a while.
The people here are very afraid of ghosts and gods. When Gao Lao said this, the villagers behind them were shouting: "What Gao Lao said makes sense. You can't let Lei Zi and the others carry the coffin anymore. We strongly oppose it!"
Village Chief Niu asked Gao Lao with a gloomy face: "What do you think you should do?"
A cunning smile appeared on the corner of Gao Lao's mouth: "Miss Chief, it's not me that I'm going to blow this matter. We should leave this matter to our professional coffin holder! Let's do it this coffin today to me Gao Lao, and I promise to do it for you!"
"Okay!" the village chief nodded: "Gao, you can do this!"
Gao Lao smiled and said, "But the price is...it may be a little bit expensive. After all, this is to clean up the mess...it is risking being retaliated against by a female ghost...you see?"
The village chief gritted his teeth and stretched out three fingers. Gao Lao grinned: "Good!"
Then Gao Lao waved to the brothers behind him: "Brothers, work!"
"You... don't bully people too much..." Seeing Gao Lao smashing his signboard and stealing his business, Lei Zi was so angry that he smoked his orifices, but he had no choice.
I grabbed Lei Zi's arm and said, "Forget it, let them go!"
I'm not afraid of trouble, it's because I can't stop it even if I want to stop it. We definitely lost in this game today. Mr. Gao's move is really amazing!
The village chief photographed three old heads for Gao Lao. Gao Lao bit the cigarette and smiled and put it in his pocket. Four coffin-carrying maker carried the coffin and walked back to the Fang family. The onlookers gradually dissipated. The village chief sighed, walked into the house with his hands on his back, without saying a word.
"Fuck it!" Lei Zi waved his fists in the air, and there was nowhere to vent his tightness in his chest.
"Such a scumbag, let him go. In order to make money, he dares to dig a tomb to death. Sooner or later he will be retribution!" I said coldly.
Lei Zi cursed: "I can see that this coffin was clearly dug out by Gao Lao. The purpose is to slander us, smash our signboards, and let us have no place to make a living in the future!"
Leizi and I were angry and returned home. I was originally planning to go back to Shuiwa Village today, but Leizi repeatedly tried to keep me and asked me to stay for two days. Seeing that Leizi was in a bad mood, I agreed to stay and play with him.
Leizi and I had a great time these two days. It seemed as if we were back when we were a child, we went up the mountain to catch bee pupa, went down the river pond to catch fish, dig wild vegetables, and took wild game and wine every day. Life was so comfortable.
Chapter completed!