In such an environment, I almost thought it was my bad luck. I saw those strange things again, and I just wanted to call Uncle Wu.
I saw Uncle Wu greeting the man, "Coffin boy, don't scare the children. I'm here to ask you for something."
It turns out that this is a person, the coffin boy who lives in the same village but has never met.
I saw him glance in my direction, then turned around and walked directly towards the door of the house along the shadows of the surrounding objects. Uncle Wu followed behind, and I could only keep up muttering in my heart.
The situation inside the house was not far different from that outside. There were piles of coffin wood lying around, as well as strong-smelling paint and other materials. When the coffin boy entered the house, he pulled off the black cloth hood on his head.
You can see clearly what this person looks like.
At first glance, he looks young, but his face is very white, his lips are much lighter than normal, and there are deep shadows under his eyes, which look like serious panda eyes that have never slept.
"Uncle Wu, you are not sixty yet, so I can't help you."
The man raised his eyelids and glanced at Uncle Wu and me, then lowered his head and started playing with the wood and stopped talking.
Uncle Wu bared his teeth at him and joked without hesitation, "I'm still too early to die, so naturally I don't need your help now. I brought San Man here to ask for your help."
Hearing my name, the coffin boy raised his head again and looked me up and down with the eyes of looking at objects, "Ye Sanman from Ye Chuanhai's family?"
Unexpectedly, he knew about my father, so I nodded obediently, and with Uncle Wu's encouragement, I said, "Brother, I want you to help me build a door barrier, but the original one is broken!"
"Don't call me brother!"
Unexpectedly, the man stopped me with his words very quickly. I didn't even dare to ask about the price later, so I could only look at Uncle Wu.
Did I say something wrong?
"Just call him Coffin Boy. It's good for you not to be related to him."
I nodded, remembering for no reason that both of us were known as disaster stars, and also wanted to understand the reason, and couldn't help but feel a little fond of him.
The coffin boy lowered his head again and said in a low voice, "Go and pull over the log you kicked just now. If it is willing to follow you, I will help you do it. If not, you don't need to say more."
I was confused, how could there be a statement about whether I was willing or not? It was just a piece of wood, so I didn’t hesitate and turned around and walked towards the road I had just entered the courtyard.
Maybe my nerves were thick enough, so without much thought I grabbed the piece of wood that was more protruding than the others and pulled it outwards hard!
The coffin boy in the room shouted fiercely into the courtyard, "You can only touch that one, don't touch anything else!"
I was so scared that I let go, darling! How can this person with clairvoyance see outside?
I was just thinking about moving the top piece of wood away so that I could easily pull out the bottom piece, when I heard this.
People are scary, but even in such an environment, they are not afraid of scaring me out!
"Oh!" I agreed out of politeness, grabbed the piece of wood with both hands, and started to pull it out with all my might!
It doesn't look like a very thick piece of wood, and there aren't a lot of things pressing on it, but it doesn't move at all, and the rough edges of the wood are about to cause blood blisters on the palm of my hand.
Uncle Wu and Coffin Boy in the room didn't come out, but they said they wanted to help me. It's not that I wasn't prepared to pay for it, but the service attitude was a bit poor!
I was thinking wildly in my mind, but my hands didn't stop. Just when the wood finally moved outward a little, I suddenly heard laughter coming from the inside of the wood, adjacent to the wall.
At first I just thought it was my tinnitus. One was in broad daylight, and the other was the gap between the pile of wood and the wall, which was only as wide as my palm. How could anyone be laughing in there?
But when I pulled the wood again, too hard, and the back door failed, there was a muffled sound, and the laughter inside became even more rampant, making it impossible for me to ignore it.
I was brave, thinking that I would turn around and run into the house anyway. There was no more than ten steps away, and Uncle Wu was inside. I shouted behind the wood, "Xiaopixiao, who are you trying to scare people with that? Get out."
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I just thought I was trying to scare you, and I really didn’t dare to do anything wrong at this time, but my eyes told me how fucking wrong I was!
A chubby kid in yellow clothes and trousers stuck his head out from the gap, smiled so loudly that he even stuck out his tongue at me!
My hand was still on the wood. I was so intimidated by Xi Siji that I gave a strong force, and the skin on my hand broke. The piece of wood also fell out with a clang on the ground.
Before I had time to cry out in pain, the fat boy who was squealing just now let out an ouch and ran off somewhere.
I grabbed the wood and ran. After entering the house, I said to Uncle Wu and the others, "There... there is a child outside!"
Where is this? This is a coffin shop, let alone a crack in the wall where it is impossible for anyone to get in. How could a child appear? I seem to understand something in my heart!
But I don’t seem to understand anything. This feeling is so uncomfortable. It tortures me like a nervous person. I don’t know how to position my facial features.
Uncle Wu laughed and said nothing at all. Instead, the coffin boy took the wood in my hand, grinned with a smile, smelled the spot stained with my blood, and said with disgust,
"This smell is really annoying. Leave six yuan and pick it up before dark."
Fortunately, I happened to have some change on me, and the price of six yuan was really not expensive. When I put down the money, Uncle Wu didn't say hello, turned around and took me out the door.
I followed behind and looked back curiously, but I didn't expect to meet the coffin boy's eyes, which were also looking at him. His eyes had many white rims and very small black rims. His eyes were dull and lifeless, like a dead person. He told me to turn around quickly, no.
Dare to look again.
On the way back out of the yard, Uncle Wu smiled and returned to his normal demeanor and started talking.
"Sanman, I didn't expect that you still have some spiritual roots. Tell me what the child you saw looks like."
I told him what the child looked like and showed Uncle Wu a look at the cut on my hand. "As soon as I cut my hand, the child disappeared in a swish."
"Not bad, not bad. It seems like that piece of material is a good thing. The coffin boy charged you six yuan because of his kindness. You don't know that the wood in that yard was left by the old coffin makers of previous generations. It's worth a lot of money."
Wan Jin, I asked you to try to see if the wood will follow you. Most likely, the wood has already become weathered, and what you see is the wood spirit."
As I listened, I thought about the appearance of the little fat guy just now. After thinking about it carefully, I realized that he did not look scary. He looked different from the shameless butchers I had seen.
"Uncle Wu, why didn't that person let me call him eldest brother? I was just being polite and had no other intentions."
Uncle Wu gave me a hygienic eye and cut it, "You don't understand everything yourself, why are you asking me to test me?"