No matter how much the woman wearing sackcloth and mourning said good things, the old man ignored him and continued to lie on his back, refusing to let the funeral procession move forward. Looking at his posture, it was obvious that he was deliberately looking for trouble, protesting silently, and intimidating Standing in front of this procession of dozens of people, those rolling eyes cast a disdainful and provocative look at the procession, as if to say: If your funeral procession wants to pass, it must first pass over my old man. .

A chicken bus carrying a giant paper man and a heavy coffin, after eight people took turns, finally ran aground in front of this obstacle that fell from the sky. People looked at each other, wondering what this awesome man wanted to do.

The two paper figures on the chicken bus are as tall as real people. The man pushing the cart is sweating profusely. It’s strange. Are the paper figures so heavy? Otherwise, how could the man pushing the cart be sweating profusely? , the paper man is not the focus of people's attention, the talented person who does not know whether to live or die is the focus of people's attention.

This dramatic scene occurred on the outskirts of the county.

A thrilling event also happened in the old house.

Xiao Ming caught a guy who was pretending to be a ghost. This guy used to pretend to be the ghost king with a green face and fangs to scare the young workers Li, Xiao Bao and himself. When he caught the ghost, he was secretly surprised.

This ghost turned out to be a young girl. Let’s not say who she is. Let’s first take a look at how Xiao Ming dealt with it. When he discovered this fake ghost, he carefully recalled everything that had happened before, and the doubts in his heart gradually came together one by one.

Xiao Ming escorted the ghost downstairs. Jiang Rong and Xiao Xin were stunned. Because there were still important things to do, there was no time to tell the two of them the details one by one, so they just briefly and concisely explained the important points to them. The two of them explained it. For a while they shook their heads like rattles, and for a while they nodded like chickens pecking at rice. They seemed to understand, but they seemed confused at the same time. However, they both understood one sentence, that is, this ghost must Watch out, otherwise she will run away.

When Xiao Ming had a premonition that another terrible event was quietly happening, he had to stop and uncover the culprit that caused this series of events. However, when he left the old house, he was pestered by Jiang Rong and insisted that he go to Junjun. them.

"Don't be impatient yet. You two should keep an eye on her. I'll be back as soon as I go," Xiao Ming pointed at the dejected fake ghost, emphasized his tone, and said to them both with a solemn expression.

Seeing Xiao Ming's anxious and angry look, Jiang Rong didn't understand what was going on, which was more important than finding Junjun and the others, requiring him to handle it with such concentration. Although she didn't understand, she admired Master Luo's courage and extraordinary ability. Wisdom can actually catch this fake ghost without anyone noticing. His ability to do this shows a problem. It seems that Master Luo is not a simple person.

She pouted helplessly, and said with anxiety and dissatisfaction in her tone: "Okay, I hope they are okay,"

Xiao Ming was going there. Under the watchful eyes of Jiang Rong and two people, or maybe three people, he pushed out his bicycle and pedaled anxiously towards the north of the county. What he found strange along the way was that people gathered in groups of three or five, regardless of gender. , young and old, all were talking about one thing. Because he could not pass through the crowds of people smoothly, he had to get down and push the cart away. He heard people talking at a close distance, saying that there was an awesome man at the west gate who stopped the funeral procession regardless of his life or death. Funeral procession.

When Xiao Ming heard this, he felt puzzled. Isn't it the funeral procession he was looking for? Could it be such a coincidence? Under doubt, he hurriedly stopped a woman who was talking eloquently and asked carefully about the host of the funeral. Who is home?

The woman who was having a lively conversation was very unhappy when the conversation was suddenly interrupted. She rolled her eyes and glanced at the other party, and said angrily: "If you want to listen, just be quiet and don't interrupt."

"Uh," the eighth woman grabbed the answer. Xiao Ming choked on what he had not finished, so he had to stand aside and quietly wait for her eloquent description. The eighth woman seemed to be very familiar with the whole story of the matter, and she spoke clearly and eloquently. , and soon attracted many listeners.

Xiao Ming listened. Coincidentally, the funeral director's house described by his eighth wife was actually the one he was looking for. He was so happy that he couldn't wait for the next step, so he pushed the car towards the newly built road at the west gate. Go on the mechanized plowing road.

The talented man who blocked the road was lying on the ground. No matter how kind words or begging the host said, he just ignored him and even closed his eyes to rest. You may say it's irritating or not.

The troubled idler sympathized with the host and hated this unreasonable and troublesome man, so he diligently suggested to the host that they go to the police station and drive away this unkempt and dirty man.

There were also some smart people who were watching the fun. They kept silent, hugged their elbows, and watched this strange farce with interest.

Time passed by, and people who expected the host to go to the police station to solve the problem began to be disappointed. They saw that the host seemed to have no intention of going to the police station, but they were wasting their words to persuade and induce. None of it seems to have any effect.

There were several strong men in the host's family, with stern eyebrows and impatient looks. They were watching the development of the situation and secretly felt a cold sweat for this talented man.

Judging from the host's attitude, the talented man is going to have to suffer some pain...

As expected, the owner finally lost his patience, picked up the wooden stick carrying the coffin, and walked towards the old man lying on the ground in a menacing manner. If the thick wooden stick was going to hit this man with a haggard face and a crooked walk, How can he continue to be such a good person when he seems to be a crazy person? It would be strange if he still turns into a puddle of mud.

Some people couldn't bear to watch any more and turned away, while some good people continued to watch with a smile.

"Old man, get up... If you don't want to be beaten, get out of here..." A man with a fleshy face, short eyebrows and a big mouth cursed fiercely, then raised a wooden stick and hit the old man...

The old man, who had closed his eyes and fell asleep, rolled on the spot as if he knew that the wooden stick was coming. Hey, the wooden stick fell into the air, and the big man missed it. He also heard a burst of mocking sighs from the crowd of onlookers, Frustrated, he raised the stick again and tried his best, vowing to smash the girl into a cripple...

It was raised high with a strong wind. Seeing that the wooden stick was about to be smashed down with murderous intent, "Stop!" a loud shout broke through the air. The big man trembled in shock. He raised his eyes and saw a man in his twenties suddenly appeared in the funeral procession. The man has a straightforward and resolute face.
Chapter completed!