Li Xiaoshan was so scared that his legs were like noodles, "Camellia, will she bite me?"
"Cowardly!"
Shancha grabbed a handful of incense ashes from the package and stuffed it into Liu Yan's mouth, "It's okay. Hurry up and put her into the coffin. If we don't seal the coffin, it will be too late."
Li Xiaoshan gritted his teeth, picked up Liu Yan and walked backwards towards the funeral shed.
As soon as the body was put into the coffin, Liu Yan's top collapsed, and her bulging belly clearly showed the face of a baby.
"Seal the coffin quickly!"
Shen An and the other two young men tremblingly closed the coffin lid and sealed the coffin with a few coffin nails. "Mr. Shan, can this coffin trap the mother-in-law's corpse?"
"No! They can be trapped for an hour at most." After Shancha finished speaking, he looked in the direction of the mountain and asked, "Is there a longevity old man in your village?"
"have!"
Shen An pointed in the direction of Dongshan Corner, "Zhou Fulai's grandfather lived to be one hundred and twenty-six years old before he died, and he was buried at Dongshan Corner."
"Is he a vegetarian?"
"Yes, I heard that I never eat meat!"
"Xiaoshan, go to the village headquarters and ask Zhou Fulai if you can ask his grandpa for some Shouyang silk."
Ten minutes later, Li Xiaoshan ran back panting, "Zhou Fulai agreed and told us not to disturb his grandfather."
Shancha thought that he was so frightened that most of these longevity-loving people were reincarnations of eminent monks. Even if they were not eminent monks, they were great virtuous people in three generations.
These two types of people do not need to accept their sins after death. They will be reincarnated in seven days. What is left in the tomb is an empty skin.
Shancha led people to Mr. Zhou's grave, lit incense candles and placed them in front of the grave. Seeing that the smoke was condensing and not dissipating, they circled around the grave.
Shancha frowned and looked at the tomb carefully, and saw a layer of gray mist surrounding the tomb.
"Xiaoshan, please replace Zhou Fulai, remember, and tell the villagers not to leave the village headquarters."
After a while, Zhou Fulai ran to the cemetery and asked, "Mr. Shan, what happened?"
"Your grandfather is the reincarnation of a high monk, and his bones have spirituality. Some immortals go into the tomb to absorb spirituality and practice."
"Mr. Shan, are you saying there is an immortal family in this tomb?"
"Um!"
Shancha nodded and said, "Go over and have a good talk with the Immortal family and persuade them to move to another place to practice. If you dig up the grave rashly, you will offend the Immortal family."
"good!"
Zhou Fulai lit three incense sticks and placed them on the grave. After saying good things for a long time, the gray fog did not dissipate and became thicker and thicker. The dead branches and leaves around the grave were blown up by the wind.
"You are such a shameless beast. I have a nice talk with you, sir. If you don't listen to my advice, don't blame me for skinning your beast." Shancha took out a few old copper coins from the package and pressed them against the grave. "Dig!"
"Shan...Mr. Shan, do I need to use Shouyang silk to clean up the corpses of my mother and son?" Zhou Fulai was trembling as he spoke.
"Yes! Without Shouyang silk, no one in the village can survive."
"dig!" Zhou Fulai waved to a few young men.
A few of the timid ones took a few steps back. Li Gouzi was the bold one, "I'll dig it!"
He spat twice, waved the shovel and started digging.
The surrounding silence was eerie, except for the sound of shoveling.
About half an hour later, a dark coffin appeared in front of several people.
Shancha's eyes narrowed and he looked at the coffin. The gray demonic aura surrounded the coffin, condensing and not dissipating, and he could still vaguely smell a fishy smell.
"Fuck, what does this smell like?" Li Gouzi couldn't help but curse.
"Open the coffin!"
Shancha took out the ghost-beating whip and roared angrily!
Li Gouzi picked up the crowbar and jumped into the grave pit with a few young men. Several of them exerted force in one direction at the same time.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
The sound of prying the coffin made people feel inexplicably panicked.
"Mr. Shan, the coffin lid is too heavy to lift." The bold Li Gouzi was also a little flustered and spoke tremblingly.
Shan Cha knew that this was the demon's pressure, so he frowned and walked to the edge of the forest, lowering his voice, "Baby, grandma knows that Yin Lingzi has spiritual wisdom when she is pregnant, and can hear grandma speak.
You have swallowed up the demonic energy in the tomb, and I will buy you some good food tomorrow."
"Why swallow demonic energy?"
"In order to make money?"
“What is the money for?”
"Money can buy food and clothing."
"How much money should we share?"
Hearing the kid want to share the money, Shancha rolled his eyes in anger, but he didn't dare to turn his face at this time, "I'll give you half. Grandma will save it for you first. When you are born, I will give you the money."
Xuanyuan Li, who was hiding in the tree, almost fell off the tree with laughter when he saw the ugly woman's depressed look. His child could talk, why couldn't he hear it?
Shan Cha didn't know that someone was peeking at her. She negotiated the price and returned to the grave. She felt a chill in her stomach, and the evil energy from the grave poured into her stomach continuously.
"Open the coffin!"
“Hufufu……!”
Suddenly, there was a strong wind, and the leaves in the mountain forest made a rustling sound.
All the grave soil on the ground was blown into the air, and several people beside the grave were ashamed. Shancha's eyes stood up, "If you dare to make trouble again, don't blame me for not leaving a way for you to survive."
As soon as Shancha finished speaking, the wind stopped, and the dust flying into the air fell back into the grave.
"Open the coffin!"
"Gah!" Li Gouzi and the others pushed hard, and the lid of the coffin flew out, hitting the ground with a "bang".
"puff!"
As the coffin lid fell to the ground, a large amount of gray demonic mist sprayed out from the coffin.
"Bang bang!"
One large and one small, a woman and a baby jumped out of the coffin.
The woman was wearing yellow coarse cloth, staring at the camellia with yellow-green eyes.
The little boy looked at the camellia curiously and smiled with his rosy mouth.
Looking at this fat little kid, Shancha's heart softened a little, "You and my mother-in-law hide to the side. After we get the Shouyang silk, you can go back to the grave to practice."
When the woman heard that Shancha would not drive them away, her face became a little brighter, and she pulled her son to stand by and watch the fun.
"Mr. Shan, who are you talking to?" Zhou Fulai almost died of fright when he saw Shan Cha talking to the air.
Shancha knew that they were under the spell of a demon and couldn't see the mother and son. He smiled and said, "I've said hello to the Xian family. You all need to step back twenty meters. I'm going to get the Shouyang silk."
After seeing a few people walking away, Shancha took out a pair of large scissors from the package and said, "Douhua, hurry up, Shouyang silk is a rare artifact."
Douhua is definitely a good worker. In less than a minute, he cut Old Mrs. Zhou into gourds and gourds.
She felt a little guilty for being so cruel, so she grabbed a handful of grass and covered the corpse's head, "Don't worry too much, the top of the head is the same, there is no need to keep the hair."
"Stop talking nonsense, Mr. Zhou is an open-minded person and doesn't care about things."