The meal before the coffin was released, also called "coffin banquet", which means peace, and at the same time, it is also to let the coffin carry the maker fill his stomach so that he can have the strength to carry the coffin on the way. Originally, this meal was treated by the host, but just like the situation in the Fang family last time, the Tong family no longer had a master. The meal was sent by the village chief to buy for us, and it was not bad, mostly braised and cold dishes.

Lao Huang and the others welcomed me to the north. We all know that this is a seat that only people with authority and seniority can sit. I waved my hands repeatedly, but I refused Lao Huang and forced me to sit in the seat. Lao Huang sat down and started, and then Lei Zi, Daniu, and others, a total of nine people, surrounded a table.

Lao Huang and the others asked me to sit in this position, which was very obvious. In their minds, they all regarded me as the person who was talking, that is, the leader, which was a kind of respect for me.

I thanked everyone and drank three bowls of white wine, which allowed me to get rid of the chill in my heart and my body gradually warmed up.

The coffin carryr did not drink much before leaving the coffin. Even if someone drank, he would drink very little, so as not to get drunk and have no strength to carry the coffin.

However, I am not a coffin carryr, so I am not restricted by drinking alcohol, especially after experiencing the ghost thing just now, I can't help but not drink two bowls of wine. This 1,000 yuan is really hard to make. I was almost lost by accident. However, judging from the current situation, although there were some twists and turns in the middle, the progress was still smooth. As long as I was buried in the soil, the matter was basically done.

As soon as the hour of Mao arrived, Lao Huang immediately called everyone to work.

The place where the coffin was buried was on the hillside behind Niujia Village, and there were more than ten miles from the village.

That was the cemetery that the village chief asked someone to set up, saying that it was facing the sun on the back hillside, which could restrain the resentment of those who died suddenly.

Since it is the village chief, everyone will do it. Besides, I am just a corpse-driver. My duty is to drive the corpse, not to look at Feng Shui. I will naturally not interrupt such things.

Lao Huang picked up a porcelain bowl on the table, broke it on the ground, and shouted: "Get out of the coffin!"

Eight coffin holders used "dragon tendons" to firmly wrap the "dragon coffin", and then penetrated the "dragon bones" through the "dragon tendons". Four people stood on both sides of the left and right sides, lifted the dragon coffin and walked out of the yard slowly.

I followed the team and carried two long benches on my back. There were more than ten miles of mountain roads here, so I must rest in the middle. These two long benches are used to hold coffins. This is the rule of carrying coffins. No matter how far apart the coffin is, the coffin cannot touch the ground on the way.

The sky was still gray, and we carried the coffin and walked out of the village quietly.

Halfway through the walk, the sun emerged from the top of the mountain, and suddenly heard Lei Zi say, "Old Huang, have you noticed that this coffin seems to have become much lighter?"

Lao Huang said: "It seems like I feel this way! Everyone has walked so far, stop and rest!"

Lao Huang asked me to take the bench over, and I put two benches horizontally on the ground. They carefully put the coffin on the bench, then they let go of the "keel bones" and each stood on the edge of the field to rest.

Lei Zi lit a cigarette and walked around the coffin for a while. Then he reached out and touched the bottom of the coffin, and said to himself, "It's strange, why is the coffin dripping water?"

Lei Zi withdrew his hand and was stunned, but saw that Lei Zi's hand was blood red.

Lei Zi was shocked and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. He immediately shouted at the top of his throat: "Blood! This is blood! There is blood under the coffin!"

Lei Zi shouted, everyone became nervous. How could blood come out from under the coffin?

We quickly stepped up, lay on the ground, and carefully observed the bottom of the coffin. Sure enough, we saw blood foam constantly coming out, dripping onto the ground, and a pool of blood was gathered on the ground.

What's going on? How can the coffin bleed?!

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, looking at each other, and they all felt incredible.

Old Huang cast a questioning look at me: "Master Jiu, look at this..."

To be honest, I was also a monk who was confused at this time and the coffin was bleeding. This was the first time I saw such a strange phenomenon.

"Have you encountered this situation before?" I asked Lao Huang.

Lao Huang's head was shaking like a rattle, and he kept saying nothing: "I, Lao Huang, have carried the coffin for more than 20 years, and have never seen such a situation!"

I looked at the others again, most of them had a look of fear on their faces.

The Xu Wangxin suddenly interrupted and said, "Will the blood in the coffin be bleeding, is it a bad omen?"

Old Huang glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense! Master Jiu, what do you think?"

Lao Huang and the others regard me as the leader of this team. I am their backbone and I have to make the decision on anything.

I touched my chin and pondered: "Don't guess randomly, and don't panic. I think we should find the reason for the bleeding in the coffin first! You guys are waiting for me, I'll take a closer look!"

I didn't care how dirty the ground was, so I climbed in from under the bench.

I checked it carefully below for a while and found that the coffin was not damaged. The blood was all seeping out from the gap between the coffin boards. Could it be that the corpse in the coffin was bleeding? But how could the corpse bleed? Even if it was bleeding, the amount of bleeding was a bit exaggerated? No matter what, it seems that the problem lies inside the coffin. If the cause needs to be found out, the coffin must be opened for examination.

"What? Open the coffin?!" After hearing my suggestion, Lao Huang and the others were a little hesitant.

You should know that this coffin opening is a big deal. No one dares to open a coffin without permission without permission. Besides, there is never a precedent for opening a coffin on the way.

"First, the Tong family has no master's family, so we don't need anyone's permission; second, why does the coffin bleed? Don't you want to find out the reason?" I also know that opening the coffin is disrespectful to the dead, but if such a strange thing happens, I can't stand by and watch.

Old Huang frowned: "If this matter...is spread...it will probably affect the reputation of our coffin holders..."

Lao Huang’s concerns are reasonable. After all, reputation is very important for those who work in this industry. They all rely on reputation to make a living. If anyone destroys reputation, it is equivalent to losing his job, and no one will ask you to carry the coffin in the future.

"Old Huang, I think... I support Jiu Ye's suggestion and find out the reason for the bleeding in the coffin so that everyone can feel at ease!" Xu Wangxin was the first to stand up and speak for me.

Lei Zi also said: "Old Huang, if something evil happens, our troubles will be even greater!"

Old Huang hesitated for a moment and pointed at the cornfield on the side of the road: "Go there and open the coffin!"

Lao Huang called other coffin carryers and carried the coffin behind the cornfield, so as to cover people's eyes and avoid being seen.

After putting the coffin, Lei Zi took out the tools, pried open the nails of the coffin, and turned his head to look at me.

I raised my chin at him, Lei Zi nodded, took a deep breath, and pushed open the lid of the coffin.
Chapter completed!