Shortly after I sent my third brother's body back, the news spread soon. After all, it was a big deal to die in the village.

The old village chief led someone to find me and asked what was going on? Why did he die suddenly?

I was very confused and said that I had hit me.

I dare not talk about the white coffin, for fear of causing panic.

When the villagers who followed him heard that they had hit the evil, they couldn't help but take two steps back.

"What are you afraid of? You guys! Alas... Zhang San is alone, their Zhang family is the greatest success..."

The old village chief shouted and quickly called a few people to lift the third brother's body and put it on the wooden board.

But when he saw the third brother's body, the old village chief was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Maozi supported the old village chief.

When I saw that the old village chief's face changed, I couldn't help but wonder.

The old village chief just now told everyone not to be afraid, but why did he become scared now?

"No...it's okay..." The old village chief waved his hand to everyone and asked someone to find a white cloth to cover the body.

"Lu Yuan, come here!"

Then, the old village chief called me over.

"I have asked someone to notify the relevant personnel, and someone will probably come to investigate in the afternoon."

I nodded, after all, someone died, so it was normal to investigate.

"What did Zhang San encounter?" the old village chief paused and asked again.

I said, can you always suspect that I killed my third brother?

The old village chief glared at me, "If you tell me, just say it, how can you talk? How come there is so much nonsense!"

I looked at the old village chief and stuttered, we were evil in the way of hitting the horse and the big bull.

When he heard that it was Ma Daniu, the old village chief was stunned for several seconds before sighing and saying slowly: "Lu Yuan, don't talk nonsense about this!"

"Someone asked, you said you died of an emergency illness!"

I was a little confused, but I nodded to the old village chief.

I guess the old village chief doesn’t want everyone to panic, although it’s not unusual to get into evil.

But it is not good to say that someone hit someone's ghost and caused a life.

Seeing that I was in a low mood, the old village chief didn't say anything afterwards, and just asked me to ask a few people to pick up coffins in the shop.

Then he arranged for someone to invite Mr. Yin and Yang to come and prepare to handle the funeral for the third brother.

It was almost noon, and the investigating person came and I followed the place where the accident happened.

Such a case simply doesn't make sense.

The final conclusion was: Zhang San died of a sudden heart attack.

I followed and made a record. Of course, I shouldn't say anything, and I definitely didn't dare to talk nonsense.

When I came back, it was already dark outside and my third brother's mourning hall was well arranged.

The person who presided over the arrangement of the rituals was the more famous Yin and Yang Mr. Jia Daoguang, who was in his early sixties.

Everyone called him Mr. Jia. It is said that his ancestors were just a stake in this bowl of rice and had some skills.

When my grandfather was alive, he often had contacts with Mr. Jia, and he was quite familiar with him.

After dinner, the old village chief arranged for someone to keep a guard. At this time, the few people who helped were a little unhappy.

"Old village chief, I think I'd better forget it for the matter of keeping the soul."

"Yes, yes, Zhang San is dead, we don't dare to squat here to guard at night..."

Everyone said a word, no one was willing to stay.

As soon as I saw it, I took the initiative to stand up and said, "I'll guard."

My third brother is my master's son and he usually has a good relationship with me, so I naturally have to do the matter of keeping the spirit.

The old village chief nodded, sat for a while, and then went back with a few people.

Mr. Jia had to do rituals, so he had not left at this time.

"Lu baby, aren't you afraid?" Mr. Jia glanced at me and asked.

I shook my head and didn't say anything, after all, I was in a little depressed.

"How did Zhang San die?" Mr. Jia then stared at me and asked.

I thought to myself, since he is Mr. Yin and Yang, he must have seen many evil things, and maybe he can think of a solution for me!

So, I roughly told him about my experience last night.

If Mr. Jia is really capable, he can definitely show me a way out.

After all, being named by that ghost woman is like being indirectly sentenced to death, and I have been frightened and uneasy.

When Mr. Jia heard that I mentioned Ma Daniu and then talked about the white coffin, his face changed immediately.

"Oh, the white coffin has been making trouble before the liberation. It has finally rested for a while, but now it has emerged again. I'm afraid I won't be at peace!"

I asked Mr. Jia, is there any way to save me?

Mr. Jia shook his head, "Realistically speaking, anyone who has been named will undoubtedly die. It is a blessing that you can live until now!"

I was immediately deflated when I heard this.

"Lu baby, come here!"

After Mr. Jia finished speaking, he took out a copper coin strung with red thread from his body.

I walked over, Mr. Jia pressed the copper coin on my forehead, and then he said a few words in his mouth that he couldn't understand.

Then I asked me to hang the copper coins on my body and said that I could protect myself temporarily.

I immediately thanked Mr. Jia.

"You're welcome!"

Mr. Jia waved his hand at me, "Lu baby, I am also an old acquaintance with your grandfather. It's a pity that I am not capable of, but I can't save you!"

I didn't say anything, and looked at my third brother in the coffin and felt confused.

Maybe soon, I will be the next person lying in the coffin!

"Lu family baby, my life-saving copper coin can only protect you for a while. If you want to survive, either find a master to help or let that ghost woman let you go!"

I looked at Mr. Jia and said, can that work?

Mr. Jia did not answer whether it was OK, but said to me, "It is up to man to do it. If the destiny is like this, there is nothing we can do!"

I asked Mr. Jia, how could he let that ghost woman let me go?

It is definitely not easy to find a master. Although it is difficult to let the ghost woman let me go, I still have a chance according to what Mr. Jia said.

Mr. Jia pondered for a moment, then said to me: "The Lu baby, there is a way, it just depends on whether you have the courage?"

I didn't think about it, just said there was one!

As long as I can save my life, even if you ask me to carry a corpse in the grave at this time, I will not frown at all.

"Okay, Lu family baby, listen to me. If you want the ghost woman to let you go, you must first figure out her origin!"

"Ah!" I couldn't help but smash my tongue when I heard this, and stammered: "How can I do this clearly?"

The older generation didn’t say much, so where did I find it?

Besides, I didn't have time to hide from her at the moment, so I asked me to take the initiative to approach her. Thinking about it, my scalp was numb.

Mr. Jia ignored my expression and continued, "Before seeing the white coffin, you first hit the ghost of Ma Daniu, right?"

I nodded and said, yes.

Mr. Jia touched his beard, "That's right!"

I looked at Mr. Jia blankly: "What do you mean by old age?"

"Lu baby, you don't know. I went to see it after Ma Daniu died. I discovered the problem at that time, so I asked his father to use Taishan stone to press the coffin and put it in the soil early."

After hearing this, I thought to myself, it turns out that this Taishan stone coffin was a trick you made.

But why did he still not suppress Ma Daniu's soul and let him run out?
Chapter completed!