"You are so noble." Zheng Kangkang sighed and said.

I said helplessly: "It's not noble. If someone is killed by a zombie, once this matter is spread, it will cause a sensation in society, just like the Chengdu zombie incident in 1995."

Zheng Kangkang said oh and asked in surprise: "Is the 95 Chengdu zombie incident true?"

I shook my head and said, "I didn't say that."

"But even if tonight passes, their sluts will definitely talk about it." Zheng Kangkang said worriedly.

I smiled and said, "Just just don't have any media reports before this. After that, I like to talk and no one believes it. Maybe I will be arrested on the charge of spreading rumors."

Zheng Kangkang smiled and said, "That's right."

I looked at the coffin that had been carried to the yard, thought for a while and said, "Kang Kang, I need you to take them to prepare some things for me, and you can write them down with your phone."

"Are there many? Do you want them to go together?" Zheng Kangkang asked in confusion.

"One hundred kilograms of glutinous rice, two bags of quicklime, one bucket of black dog blood, at least ten liters. Remember to add anticoagulant, a bundle of ten-meter-long ropes, soak them in vegetable oil for an hour. I'm not enough cinnabar at home. If you get another 500 grams of cinnabar, you will also need a stronger fishing net."

Zheng Kangkang nodded and continued, "It's past one o'clock now, and I'll deliver it to my house before five o'clock in the afternoon. You go and tell them first, I'll go back and prepare other things."

After saying that, I walked out of the Du family's yard and ran towards the house.

When I got home, I immediately walked into the utility room and moved out a dusty wooden box from it. The box was filled with grandpa's things. He said it was a magic weapon, but I had never seen him use it.

I wiped the dust off with a damp rag, then opened the box and took out a few things from it.

A three-foot-long peach wood sword, an ink bucket, and two three-finger-wide talisman seals. I looked at the runes below, put one of them back, and then whipped it inside for a while, and found a whip in the corner of the wooden box.

I don’t know what this whip is for, and I have never heard from my grandfather.

The situation is a bit serious now. I took out my cell phone and dialed my grandfather's number, but turned off.

I didn't think much about it. I looked at the black whip, which was about ten centimeters long and was more than one meter long. I don't know what skin was woven. It was all painted in yellow, and there were runes that looked a bit like the corpse-suppressing pattern on it. It should be useful.

Although grandpa hasn't used these things for a long time, they are all very smooth. I guess grandpa should have used them frequently in the past.

Unfortunately, there are no talismans in this box. Regarding talismans and mantras, I used to think it was just a cultural heritage, but now I think it will definitely be useful.

Fortunately, I can draw the corpse talisman. Although I don’t know if the one I draw is useful, I am now driving the ducks to be put on the shelves, so I must try it.

I took these things and walked to my grandfather's study. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were all ready-made, but this talisman cannot be made of ordinary ink, so I have to add cinnabar and cockscomb blood into the ink.

There is still cinnabar at home, but there is no ready-made cockscomb blood, but there is a rooster at home. It’s time to raise human life, so I can’t take care of that much.

I picked up a kitchen knife, walked into the chicken circle, grabbed a rooster directly, and ran to the study to kill the chicken. Not only did I get almost ten drops of cockscomb blood, but I also took a bowl of chicken blood.

I poured the chicken blood into a bottle, then stirred the ink, cut off a few yellow talisman papers, and began to draw the corpse talisman.

I can draw the corpse talisman, but I am not proficient in it. I can't draw the talisman feet well. I practiced with ordinary ink for more than half an hour before I drew a qualified corpse talisman.

Whether this thing works or not is not necessarily true. If it works, one piece is enough. If it doesn’t work, a hundred pieces will be useless.

He stamped a talisman on the talisman, then placed it on the talisman platform at home, lit three incense sticks to start offering sacrifices.

After doing this, I called my grandfather again, but it was still turned off. This old man always forgot to charge his phone, and I have become accustomed to it.

It was almost three o'clock, so I put everything in a bag. No matter what, I would carry the coffin to the grave first.

When they arrived at the Du family, everyone was ready to set off. The master was in charge, and several big men carrying the coffin had already started to tie ropes to the coffin.

I walked to the edge of the coffin and walked around it twice, without much movement.

"Dear brothers, be gentle when carrying the coffin, don't knock on the coffin." I reminded.

Everyone nodded and said, "Don't worry, I've always raised my hand."

I looked at the watch: "Down in ten minutes."

After saying that, I walked into the mourning hall, Du Yi and the classmates were still sitting in that room, Qian Liexian said, "I asked someone to buy what you want, and I will definitely deliver it to your house before six o'clock."

I nodded: "We're going to go."

"Do we... have to go?" Yuan Liangmao asked in a low voice.

"Why are you here? Aren't you just here to attend the funeral?" I said speechlessly.

Du Yi stood up and said, "Students, don't be afraid, there are so many people."

I looked at Du Yi and walked out directly. In fact, Du Yi's relationship with her mother was not particularly good, because before her mother died, the mother and daughter often quarreled.

When we walked to the mourning hall, the funeral team outside had gathered at the door, the Western Band also carried the musical instruments, and eight coffin carryrs also stood in front of the coffin.

I climbed onto a table of Eight Immortals and shouted loudly: "My fellow villagers, those born in the Year of the Rooster and Dog cannot go, women who are in their menstrual period cannot go, and children under five years old cannot go."

After saying that, I jumped off the table. The master looked at me. I nodded and signaled that I could go.

"Put up the coffin, light the cannon..." the master sang loudly.

The sound of firecrackers sounded, the master walked in front, relatives and mother's family walked in front, and behind were villagers coming to see them off, holding wreaths and paper people in their hands, and some carrying spirit houses. There were nearly a hundred people in the team, and there were seven or eight of them fired firecrackers alone.

In order to give the corpse in the coffin a good impression, the students cried like they were betrayed, one louder than the other, and even the three mourning people could not cry.

The hole my grandfather gave was at the foot of Baier Mountain at the east end of the village, right next to the fields divided by the Du family. The grave had been dug long ago, but according to custom, those who commit suicide could not fill the soil on site after the coffin was entered, and they would have to wait until the first seventh day before the soil was filled.

The journey was very smooth. When I arrived at the cemetery, the sun had not yet set. Because I had just harvested the rice, the fields were very dry and the place was big enough.

The grave was covered with ripe lime, and some clothes for the deceased were placed before his death. I checked it carefully and found that the bottom of the pit was flat and there was no water accumulation, so there was no problem.

"The direct relatives within three generations turned around." I shouted loudly, and then carefully directed the coffin.

"Be careful, take your time." I said nervously, and the eight people carrying the coffin became very careful when I greeted me.

I was also vigilantly walking around the edge of the pit. Generally speaking, there must be accidents when the corpse-destroying coffin is taken down, but I don’t know where the accident will happen.

The coffins are all solid wood and very heavy. The body is 600 to 700 kilograms, and there are only four fulcrums. Once one of them has problems, the coffin will tilt and the lid will slide off.

I was really afraid of anything I was going to do. Someone next to me suddenly slipped under my feet, screamed, and the force was removed, and the coffin suddenly slanted.

I quickly grabbed the shoulder pole on the man's shoulder and held it on my shoulder. The coffin made a "boom" sound, and the coffin lid was about to slide out. I quickly shouted: "Master, hurry up, hold the coffin lid."

The master blocked the coffin lid without saying anything, so that the coffin lid did not continue to slide down.

I and another person and I lifted this corner hard, and at the same time, I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, take your time."

"Why is this coffin getting heavier?" one of them said.

"Normal, don't let go." I said quickly: "Let it go slowly, let it go slowly."

I also felt that the coffin was getting heavier and heavier, but I knew it was a corpse fallen, and it would force itself when the corpse transformed into a corpse down the coffin.

After more than ten years of struggle, the coffin was finally placed smoothly in the grave. The person carrying the coffin fell to the ground so tired that I squatted beside me, panting heavily.

He looked at the sun that was about to set and said, "Okay, everyone should go back first. Don't look back. The elder brothers carrying the coffin circled westwards and don't return the same way. Du Yi and his classmates stayed to burn the spirit house with me."

As soon as I finished speaking, a 'bang' sound came from the coffin, which jumped the people around me. The master asked quickly, "What's the sound?"

I looked at the completely covered coffin and said quickly, "I haven't put it in a stable manner. It's okay. Thank you for your hard work, everyone can go back to have a meal."

As I said, I stood up, took a few wreaths from the side and covered the coffin.

Several old people in the village shook their heads and talked about me that I was too young and still couldn't do this job. The coffin almost collapsed just now, but my grandfather was still reliable. I will definitely be responsible for any problems.
Chapter completed!