The old blind man took his grandfather through this "very bustling" market and finally came to a coffin shop. The old blind man knocked on the door and said softly to it: "Blind Liu from Jiangnan, I'm here to take the thorns and apologize."

Carrying a thorn to apologize?

Grandpa frowned and he whispered: "What does this mean? Is the strange man you are talking about here?"

"Yes." The old blind man said softly.

"Fuck!" Grandpa exclaimed, as the saying goes, "I feel guilty when I am a thief. Grandpa is in this state at this moment. His heart is thumping, and he is afraid that this strange man will directly carry a three-meter-long sword and take out the big piece of himself.

"Don't be afraid, there are faults and debts. I have already accepted this account and it will not be counted on you." The old blind man said.

"Come in." As soon as the old blind man finished speaking, a low voice came from the coffin shop.

"Follow me." The old blind man told his grandfather.

After saying that, the old blind man gently pushed open the door. Grandpa could only follow behind with his teeth.

After entering the coffin shop, my grandfather saw a craftsman polishing the coffin. My grandfather was nervous and frightened. When he saw this craftsman, he was even more shocked. No matter what, it was because the craftsman was really ugly. The most important thing was that the craftsman's hands were deformed. The two thumbs of his hands were split on each other, and a finger grew from the middle of the thumb, so it seemed that the craftsman had twelve fingers.

The female corpse was almost bitten off with her two fingers in her mouth.

Now this coffin craftsman has two more fingers than normal people.

Grandpa suddenly had an unknown premonition, and he felt that there was absolutely a connection between these two things. But the grandpa naturally couldn't think of any specific connection. At this time, Grandpa was as scared as guilty as he was, but the craftsman did not look up at the old blind man and grandpa. He was concentrating on polishing a coffin board. The craftsman didn't say anything, and the old blind man didn't say anything. He lit the copper smoke gun and started to suck it leisurely.

Grandpa understood it at this time and suddenly realized it because he found that he had no need to be afraid at all. The two old gods were fighting, and he was an ordinary man and had no right to interrupt. In other words, no matter who wanted his life, it was a matter of one thought, and even if he was afraid, he could do nothing.

I can't beat you, and I can't run away. What else can I do besides accepting my fate?

I don’t know how long it took, but the craftsman finally polished the wooden board. He raised his head and looked at his grandfather. His eyes began to move down from his grandfather’s face, and finally stayed on his grandfather’s back. His eyes were like a sharp knife. Under his eyes, my grandfather even felt that he was not covered in inches of inches of his body and was completely clear. He was looked at this circle, and his grandfather was already wet with cold sweat.

"Blind Liu, you are so brave!" The craftsman snorted coldly.

"Don't get angry now. Since I have done something wrong, I dare to come. I am naturally ready to give you an explanation." The old blind man said.

"Say. It's better to satisfy me. I happened to be missing two human skins recently." said the craftsman.

"Borrow a step to speak." said the old blind man.

The old blind man and the craftsman walked to another room. It took a short time. In about two minutes, they both walked out of the house. As for what they said, grandpa naturally didn't hear what they said, but seeing the craftsman's attitude seemed to have given him a statement that would satisfy him. The craftsman walked to his grandpa's side, and he gently patted the back of the female corpse behind his grandpa and said, "Children, I'm back home."

The female corpse with grandpa's finger in her hands was finally let go of her mouth after the craftsman said this. It's strange that when the female corpse was holding her finger in her hands, her grandfather didn't feel the pain. Now that she let go, the pain spreads to her whole body. The pain was so painful that her grandfather almost wanted to roll on the ground. He looked down and saw that his two fingers had broken bones, leaving only flesh and blood together.

The craftsman ignored them, but walked into the house with the female corpse. The old blind man walked to his grandfather's side, poured out a little ashes from the copper smoke gun and scattered them on his grandfather's fingers. The ashes looked ordinary but looked like an amazing elixir and then immediately took effect. The perplexing pain immediately disappeared without a trace.

"Gengchen, I'm going to do something, you're waiting for me here." said the old blind man.

"What do you mean? You let me stay here? Stay with this person?" Grandpa lowered his voice.

"Don't be blessed without knowing blessings. You don't know how many people in this world dream of having such a fate with this ugly monster." The old blind man smiled.

"I don't care! If you want to leave, take me away! Don't keep your word." Grandpa said.

"Don't worry, I'm making a deal with him now, and he will never harm you. I'll go to do business this time, ranging from three months to one or two years. I'm not going to take the ordinary road in the world. I myself am a clay Buddha who crosses the river and cannot protect myself, and I don't have the energy to ensure peace. You are here to wait for me to come back. This ugly guy has a weird temper. You just need to eat and stay here, don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask." The old blind man said.

What else grandpa wanted to say? The old blind man pressed his hands and said, "Don't talk nonsense anymore, you have no choice."

"I've really suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck before I met you!" Grandpa pointed at the old blind man and said.

"No, sooner or later, you will know that meeting me is the glory of your life." The old blind man smiled.

"When will you leave?" Grandpa asked uncomfortable.

"Let's go tonight." said the old blind man.

Grandpa nodded and didn't say anything. It has to be admitted that although he was thrilling and dangerous all the way after he met the old blind man, this experience was much more exciting than being a little beggar in Shilipu before. After a while, Grandpa heard the footsteps behind him, and when he turned around, he couldn't help but be stunned. He only saw the ugly craftsman walking out of the inner room with a scarlet coffin on his shoulder. The scarlet coffin was the same as in the ancient well, and it was in an upside down.

After walking to my grandfather and the old blind man, the craftsman gently placed the coffin that looked like a thousand pounds on the ground. He said to the old blind man: "If this matter cannot be done, don't blame me for disregarding my past affection."

The old blind man took a sip of dry tobacco and said, "Since I have spoken, I should do my best, but no one is sure about this matter. If I can't come back, this friend has a good fortune with me. I, Blind Liu, owe him a great favor, so please take care of it."

After the old blind man said this, his grandfather's eyes were so moist. The craftsman looked at Liu Jianzi and then at his grandfather. He nodded and said, "Okay, if you can't come back, I will accept this."

"Thank you, my old man." The old blind man smiled.

The craftsman walked to the door of the coffin shop, lit four incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner.

After the incense burned, the bustling "crowds" on the street quickly dispersed as if they were frightened. The street was filled with white mist. In the white mist, footsteps came from far to near. Grandpa looked closely and saw that it was not a person coming from the white mist, but a pair of paper people, who were holding paper horses and pulling paper carts.

This scene is almost the same as the paper you saw on the street just now!

But it is obvious that this team of paper men and paper horse pulling paper cars is even more weird and terrifying!

Grandpa held his breath and watched the paper man and horse gradually approaching. When he got closer, the craftsman carried the scarlet upside down coffin and placed it on the paper car. He nodded to the old blind man and said, "Let's go on the road."

"Gengchen, remember what I said and wait for me to come back." The old blind man patted his grandfather's shoulder and walked over to the paper cart pulled by the paper horse. The paper man patted the paper horse's butt, then turned the horse's head and gradually disappeared into the white mist.

Cold sweat flowed down my grandfather's forehead.

These paper men, paper horses are usually tributes burned to our ancestors. Why are paper men in this town like living people? Why can these paper men and horses actually rush on the road like real carriages?

The old blind man said that what he was going to take this time was not an ordinary road in the world.

Could it be that this paper man and a horse dragged the old blind man to the underworld?

Grandpa was completely confused. He could never understand these dream-like experiences.

——When I said this, my grandfather knocked his cigarette butt and said, "Ba Qian, do you believe what my grandfather said?"

"I believe it, I believe what my grandfather said. From this point of view, the old blind man is the blind man Liu in Jiangnan who was told by Zhongshan. Later, Grandpa, did he come back? Did you make things difficult for you in that ugly monster?" I asked Grandpa.
Chapter completed!