After such a small farce, Liang Rusheng was a little embarrassed. After apologizing to me, he turned back to work on the funeral. The time went on until twelve o'clock in the night. When it was dawn, he had to send the old man to the road. Before that, he had to dig a dragon pit, that is, a tomb, and a soil pit where the coffin was placed.

Digging a tomb is very particular. The first hoe must be dug by the son and grandchildren himself. Of course, there are no such custom in some places.

Let’s talk about our place. You can’t speak when digging. No matter what you dig, you must treat it as if you didn’t see it. Even if you dig out a snake or a pile of bones, you have to dig it down with your teeth. Only after digging can you speak.

Those who dig the pit should dig it in advance, then call the family members to inform the coffin and arrange for the coffin to carry over. Before putting the coffin, they should burn paper into the dragon pit. Those paper people, paper and horses must be burned.

The procedure is quite troublesome, especially when placing a coffin, you have to place the direction of the coffin through a compass, and the directions of the head and tail must be placed in a row, and there is no way to make a slight deviation.

I once participated in an old man's funeral. When I was nailing the position, I didn't place it correctly for several hours. This shows how troublesome this procedure is.

But these are not my business. Anyway, if Feng Fangya is there, he will have a headache.

I sat in the yard, and the mourning hall was set at the other end. Feng Fangya went to the second floor to prepare for the scriptures to be recited for the funeral.

After a while, I didn't know what was going on, but suddenly I heard a scream from the mourning hall. Liang Rusheng hurried over to see what was going on.

I also followed me and took a look. After all, if I came here to eat and drink and did nothing, I would feel sorry for it.

However, when I arrived at the mourning hall, I was frightened by the scene in front of me.

The coffin board opened and the old man sat up from it.

His eyes were closed, his hands were folded on his knees, and his nails were faintly purple.

"What's going on?" I had an ominous premonition. Is this special code going to cheat the zombie?

The one who screamed just now was Xu Ling. She was so scared that she said with a pale face: "Just now, I heard a pounding sound in the coffin, as if grandpa was knocking on the wooden board inside. I just approached and wanted to see what was going on. Grandpa, so he pushed open the coffin board and sat up by himself."

Liang Rusheng was a businessman after all, and he had seen many scenes. He was calm at the moment and frowned slightly and asked at me, "Mr., what's going on? My father, nothing will happen to him, right?"

Death is the most important thing, and it is most taboo to cause other things after death, which will have a bad impact on the family.

But I don’t know why this happened. Just as I was about to get closer and take a look, Feng Fangya came over.

He called me and quickly came to his side: "Don't touch it casually, be careful of being infected with corpse poison."

"No zombie fraud, where does the zombie poison come from?"

"Look at your nails, they are already purple, they are getting angry." Feng Fangya looked at everyone fiercely: "Didn't I say that animals are not allowed to approach the coffin? Didn't you watch it?"

"No, it was fine just now, and the coffin was covered all the time." Liang Bansheng said.

When Feng Fangya heard this, he frowned, approached the corpse and looked at it, pulled out a talisman, trying to lead it down.

He put the talisman on the old man's forehead, pointed his sword with his hands, and pressed it down.

The old man's body gradually lay down with his movements.

Feng Fangya breathed a sigh of relief and said with gratitude: "It's okay, it's okay to catch up."

After the words came, the old man's eyes opened.

I happened to see this scene. Under the old man's clothes, something was squirming, as if he was about to "break out of the ground". I quickly pulled Feng Fangya's teeth and shouted: "Be careful!"

A dark shadow came out from under the corpse, scaring the crowd and burst into chaos.

The thing jumped out and disappeared, and I couldn't see what it was.

Feng Fangya patted his chest and immediately came to the old man's body. He uncovered his shroud and saw that a scene that made his scalp numb appeared.

The old man's stomach was cut into a blood hole the size of a fist by the black shadow. The intestines inside were pulled out and bitten to pieces, leaving behind a light yellow liquid and a trace of hair.

"Pick a pair of chopsticks for me," Feng Fangya shouted immediately.

Liang Rusheng did as he did, standing beside him and asked in fear: "My little sir, what's going on with my father?"

Feng Fangya looked serious and used chopsticks to pick off the hair from his intestines. He shouted in a deep voice: "How did you do it when you sealed the coffin? I don't know if you hide such a big weasel inside?"

"weasel?"

The crowd was full of doubts.

Judging from the hair, it is indeed a weasel. Feng Fangya is very experienced in this regard.

Liang Rusheng frowned and said, "It was fine when the coffin was sealed. It was always fine. I changed the shroud myself. This was indeed not the case at that time."

I patted Feng Fangya on the shoulder: "It's not their fault. This weasel has turned into a demon. It's normal for them to not find out."

"It's been demonized? I didn't feel the demonic energy just now. How did you know?"

"Well, how do you say it, I'm more sensitive to demonic energy."

Can I tell you that I am a monster and can resonate with it in some way?

The weasel did turn into a demon. When it jumped out, although I didn't see clearly what it was, I could feel the demonic aura on it.

Maybe it's because I became a monster, but I'm very sensitive to this kind of thing anyway.

"If this is true, it would be no wonder." Feng Fangya looked at Liang Rusheng: "However, how could a weasel come to your house? There is a vengeance and debt. It cannot risk its life and make trouble in the public eye. There must be a reason."

Liang Rusheng thought for a while and suddenly said, "After you say this, I remember one thing. On the day the old man passed away, I found a nest of weasels in the village and stole a lot of domestic chickens and birds. The nest was full of chicken feathers. When I thought about it, this beast was a beast after all, so I burned it..."

"You are a little confused about this matter." Feng Fangya glared at him: "If you want to care about the weasel eating chicken, the flowers, plants and trees also have life. Do you have to care about the cow eating grass?"

"How did you say?" Xu Ling said angrily: "Chicken is domestically raised, can grass compare with it?"

I sighed and said, "Brother Feng means that this weasel is the most vengeful person. You should not meddle in other people's business. Once you are hated by the weasel, it will harm you in the next few generations."

"ah?"

Liang Rusheng was a little panicked: "Then, what should I do?"

Feng Fangya thought for a while and said, "Don't worry about it for now, let's put the old man in place."

The weasel took out a blood hole and Feng Fangya burned it into ashes with talisman paper to fill it with blockage. It looked a little disgusting. Then he took the needle and thread and sewed the wound.

After doing all this, he took a copper coin and put it in the old man's mouth to disperse the corpse energy in the old man's body.
Chapter completed!