But don't talk about him this time, a bamboo pole was broken like this, and in an instant, the coffin on his shoulders was like a thousand heavy burdens, and it was pressed down suddenly, if anyone forcibly wanted to drag the coffin up at this time, then this weight is estimated to be able to press people alive into meatloaf.

Huang Zhazhi looked back, and he knew it in his heart, and immediately shouted: "Don't support, get up quickly!" ”

The four coffin bearers skillfully cooperated, and hurriedly threw down the bamboo pole in their hands in four directions. There was only a loud bang, and the heavy and gloomy wooden coffin was pressed to the ground, and it was a small silhouette that brought down the whispered dirt alive.

In an instant, the scene was silent, and the people in the mountains knew the taboos here more than the most superstitious, especially the red and white ceremonies.

At this time, a yin wind blew inexplicably in the ravine, and the people who were blown by the small wind shivered inadvertently, and everyone exchanged glances with each other, and hurriedly retreated slowly, for fear that there would really be a dead man sitting up in the coffin for a while.

Huang Zhashi walked to the coffin with his hands behind his back, took his old eye bag pot, knocked it three times, there was no dead person inside, and the echo was naturally empty. "Almost, Cheng Feng, go, you burn that paper cow."

Ma Chengfeng didn't understand what he meant, but Huang Zhazhi always had a reason for saying this. As instructed, he walked over and set fire to the paper ox that was still half the size of the child on the ground. Then Huang Zhazhi instructed him to kneel down in front of the coffin head and kowtow to your grandmother for three and a half heads, what is three and a half? Three ringing heads, the last head does not occupy an area, this is called three and a half.

After doing all this, he took out a hanging whip, raised it above his head, and stood on Ma Chengfeng's side and lit it. The ravine crackled and the smoke was pungent. The birds and beasts in the mountains were frightened and scattered.

"Talk, say, grandma is home!" Huang Zhazhi taught him in Ma Chengfeng's ear.

"Grandma...... The grandson is not filial, the grandson is coming to pick you up, it's cold outside, let's go home! Please, go home! Ma Chengfeng knelt on the ground with a handful of snot and tears, looking at the swishing ravine and said. The villagers stood behind one by one and wiped their tears, and they all sighed in their hearts that they were a filial grandson!

After Ma Chengfeng said this, he turned around and just wanted to ask Huang Zhazhi where his grandmother's body was now, if it could be found. But Huang Zha Paper's eyes were fixed on the compass in his hand, and he didn't bother to listen to Ma Chengfeng's speech at all. Ma Chengfeng stood up and glanced at the compass, and saw that the needle of the compass, which was shorter, had stopped, but there was still a long one that was rotating at a constant speed. Looking at it, I heard a snap, the compass may be too old, the screw buckle inside fell off, and the two metal pinions also collapsed.

"This ...... Master Huang, it's not good business...... I also broke a compass for you, don't worry, I will definitely pay you when I go back, if you can't buy it, I'll find a craftsman to make one for you. Ma Chengfeng looked guilty.

Huang Zhaji lowered his head and picked up the two broken parts on the ground, his hands trembled, and his eyes were full of incredulity. Although this little play should not be considered a treasure, it is an ancestral heirloom that has been passed down by their Huang family for hundreds of years, and there is no second thing in the world. It's not that he feels sorry for this ancestral treasure, but ...... The hexagram on the compass suddenly turned so fierce that even the compass could not predict what was about to happen.

"Silly boy, there are some things that you can't buy with any amount of money, it's just that, I should keep this game and no one can pass it on, it's all providence, how can I blame you? Go ahead, your grandmother should be within 56 zhang of the neighborhood. Finding such a big person, presumably it won't be difficult for you, the ghost thief, to get involved. Huang Zha Paper sat on the ground and felt sorry for the ancestral treasure.

Grandma's body is within 56 zhang of the neighborhood? He blinked his eyes and looked around, 56 zhang was not too far, and he could see it at a glance, but he didn't see the shadow of his grandmother's corpse anywhere?

Ma Chengfeng raised his flashlight and touched it in front of him in a barren grass, and just took two steps, Huang Zha Paper stopped him behind him. "Huh? Watch out! I still have a corpse talisman left for me by a blind man, do you want to ......?"

Ma Chengfeng frowned: "Suppress the corpse......??? Master Huang? She's my grandmother!! ”

"Okay, but you have to be careful! I don't think something is right, that guy is probably nearby. ”

"Hmph...... Okay, he'll come out if he wants to be kind, and I promise he'll be 'rare' well! Ma Chengfeng's eyes flashed with endless killing intent, and the seven-star blade inserted in his waist flashed with brilliant light, the brilliance of this treasure knife was not always there, but once it felt the killing intent emanating from the person's body, it would immediately bloom with a fierce glow.

Ma Chengfeng walked into the yellow grass, which was waist-high. After touching this grass, I don't know what kind of vegetation has grown in front of me, the grass Gengzi is tied to the legs, Ma Chengfeng held a flashlight, it turns out that there is really a sweet pole here. The wild sorghum grew unevenly, and a few toads croaked and ran away from him. The soles of your feet are all smooth silt, and further on, there is an old locust tree behind this wild sorghum field, which has grown for an unknown number of years.

The canopy is dense enough to shade the sky and the sun, and it is dark under the canopy. He stood under the tree, and when he looked around, there was still no trace of his grandmother's corpse. It is said that 56 zhang to this Gada, it is almost the same, right? And grandma has been dead for a year, and the body has not completely rotted into white bones after being buried in the soil for a year, and there will be a pungent stench. But the wind around here is done, and there is only the faint sweetness of those wild sorghum stalks in the air.

Hulala...... Quack Quack ...... Suddenly, the wind in the ravine was strong, and several crows from the old locust tree flew up and made strange calls.

It's also a coincidence, maybe an old crow just couldn't hold back at this time, and when it flew up, it smashed a piece of filth down and smashed it on Ma Chengfeng's head. Ma Chengfeng subconsciously wiped it, and then looked up......

"Ah!!h He screamed! Two meters above his head, a dead corpse hung on one of the branches of the old locust tree, and the dead corpse hung stiffly down with its feet and only swayed back and forth with the wind.

The shoes...... Aren't those shoes the same ones my grandmother wore before she was buried? Or did Ma Chengfeng go to the market and choose it for him personally!! You can't be mistaken! The corpse had two locust branches wrapped around its neck, and the locust trees in this season were very watery, and the branches were very flexible, even if they were broken.

(End of chapter)