"Come, follow me to the main room." The old man got up from the recliner, walked to the back door, and entered the yard.
Zhang Fan and Fang Haoming followed the old man closely and came to the yard.
The old man's small courtyard is not big. There is a straight road with lush vegetables growing on both sides of the road. At the end of the road, there are three old houses.
The old man took Zhang Fan and Fang Haoming directly to the east room. In addition to a kang that was about to collapse, there were two dilapidated cabinets in the east room. Moreover, the cabinets were covered with dust. It looked like they were old.
No more cleaning.
"Old man, you are really sloppy." Zhang Fan glanced at the old man helplessly.
The old man rolled his eyes at Zhang Fan with dissatisfaction, "Why are there so many things?"
"Brother Fan, where is the coffin?" At this moment, Fang Haoming asked.
Zhang Fan pointed to the cabinet in front of him, and then, he walked to the cabinet in two steps, blew the dust off the cabinet, and removed all the cabinet boards. A large yellow coffin suddenly appeared in front of the three of them. The coffin
It is a normal-sized adult coffin with exquisite patterns carved on it. The wood made into the coffin looks like there are real golden wires interspersed in it. This golden nanmu coffin is simply a work of art.
"This coffin is really nice, old man. Isn't this what you left for yourself?" Zhang Fan asked subconsciously.
The old man glanced at Zhang Fan angrily and said seriously, "Yes, it's just for me, but if you die in front of me, I can give you this coffin for free!"
Seeing the dark lines on the old man's face, Zhang Fan knew that the words he subconsciously said just now seemed inappropriate.
"Haoming, go find a truck outside now, spend a little more money, and ask him to come with us to Wei County as soon as possible." Zhang Fan said to Fang Haoming.
"Okay, Brother Fan." Fang Haoming responded and went out.
"Old man, help me find a hammer and some nails, and I'll use your broken cabinet to surround the coffin so that it doesn't attract too much attention," Zhang Fan said.
Not long after, the old man found a hammer and a gourd-headed nail and placed them in front of Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan did a lot of work of nailing coffins at home, wrapping the coffin with broken wooden boards from the cabinet, and asked Zhang Fan
It's not difficult to tell.
In five or six minutes, Zhang Fan had all this done. After finishing this, Zhang Fan used the old hemp rope on the kang to tie a few buckles for carrying the coffin. When the car came, he put on the coffin bars.
, just lift it out.
Seeing Zhang Fan's smooth movements, the old man was stunned. He looked at Zhang Fan and said: "Your technique is too sharp. If an outsider saw it, they would think you are my new recruit! You have done this before.
this?"
"I did this a month ago. I was a coffin shop before," Zhang Fan said.
"So we are colleagues, I tell you." The old man looked at Zhang Fan, but he was thinking about how Zhang Fan opened a coffin shop at such a young age.
"Brother Fan, I'm back." At this moment, Fang Haoming's voice came from outside the door.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Fang Haoming walking into the house with a man in plain clothes and a shaved head.
Zhang Fan picked up the corner
Of the two coffin poles left behind, he threw one to Fang Haoming and kept one for himself.
Zhang Fan took the lead and inserted the coffin bar in his hand into the knot he had tied. Fang Haoming also followed Zhang Fan's example and sat down.
"Young man, I can't lift this thing. It's so heavy that it will crush my old bones." The old man refused while looking at Zhang Fan.
As soon as he said this, the man was stunned. They were just two broken wooden boxes. How heavy could they be?
"I don't want you to lift it, I can do it myself." Zhang Fan said.
"Do you want to come by yourself? This coffin... is very dense, no matter how young you are!" the old man continued.
This time, Zhang Fan ignored the old man, but looked at Fang Haoming and the man and asked: "If it weighs three to four hundred pounds, can you two lift it?"
Zhang Fan and the man looked at each other, and the man said with some lack of confidence: "It should be... it should be fine."
"Try it..." Fang Haoming laughed dryly.
The man was an enthusiastic person and deliberately moved the coffin bars towards Fang Haoming. Fang Haoming was relatively thin, and he was afraid that Fang Haoming wouldn't be able to bear it.
Then, the two of them put the coffin bars on their shoulders.
"Can you get up?" Zhang Fan held one end of the coffin bars with both hands.
They both nodded at the same time.
"Okay, let's get up!" Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.
During this process, the old man kept staring at Zhang Fan's hands. In his opinion, it was simply impossible for Zhang Fan to lift the three to four hundred kilograms of weight on his side with his hands.
However, just as he was denying Zhang Fan in his heart, Zhang Fan suddenly exerted force with his hands, and the coffin on Zhang Fan's end suddenly lifted off the ground.
Seeing this scene, a look of shock flashed across the old man's eyes.
I'll rub it! So vigorous?
Huh? Wrong?
The next moment, the old man was secretly surprised again.
True Qi? It turns out to be True Qi! Moreover, the realm is in the ninth stage of Qi refining!
Shi Xuan's ability as a physiognomist at the seventh level of Renxiang and the ninth level of Qi refining. What a genius!
At this time, the man and Fang Haoming were also lifted up by two people, and the veins on their foreheads popped out.
Although Zhang Fan said three to four hundred kilograms, the man was prepared, but he really didn't expect these two broken wooden boxes to be so heavy. What did they contain?
"Let's go outside." Zhang Fan said.
The man and Fang Haoming walked outside with heavy steps, while Zhang Fan followed easily.
Three or four hundred kilograms is not heavy for a person who is at the ninth level of Qi Refining. With Zhang Fan's current strength, it shouldn't be a big problem if he can lift one thousand two hundred or three hundred kilograms with both hands.
The shocked old man followed Zhang Fan and walked out. With the efforts of the man and Fang Haoming, the two finally arrived at the truck parked at the entrance of the coffin shop. They couldn't hold on any longer and dropped the coffin bars.
He fell to the ground.
"Brother, when you rented my car, you didn't say it was so heavy!" The man gasped and looked at Fang Haoming and said.
"I'm not saying that the money you gave me is small. You gave me a lot. However, how to get my car is a problem. I think you are not short of money. Why don't you find a crane?" the man continued.
"No need for a crane, I'll just do it." Zhang Fan glanced at the man and said.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the man was slightly startled. He suddenly remembered that he and Fang Haoming had been carrying him in front, and Zhang Fan himself was behind him. However, he was not blushing and out of breath. Isn't this a bit too strong?