Chapter 71 People knock on the door, ghosts knock on the coffin
The people inside the room looked outside with lingering fear, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, they walked out one by one.
The faces of several people were pale. She saw it just now. They were indeed common bats, and there was nothing abnormal about them. Why did they frighten these gentlemen like this? Is there anything strange in this?
When they saw me coming, these people became bolder, and they also looked timid and afraid of the mourning shed.
"What's wrong with you? I've only been away for a while and this is what happened?"
What I asked was Chu Fufa. After all, he was the representative figure tonight, and everyone else stayed behind to accompany him in selling.
Chu Fufa finally recovered and when he saw me coming back, he looked at me with excitement on his face and tears in his eyes.
"Mr. Xiaoye, you are really back... It's so great. We were scared to death at first. There's so much noise here!"
Noisy?
I didn't see it, but I saw a group of bats that were a little abnormal, and asked, "Isn't it just bats? You guys are afraid of them?"
At this moment, I heard a sound that shouldn't have happened, knocking on the coffin!
As the saying goes, people knock on the door and ghosts knock on the coffin. Now this group of people are huddled in a pile at the door of the hut. Lang Hongyi is standing next to me. There is no one at the funeral shed at all.
Who is this coffin knocker?
After hearing this, the group's faces turned even paler, and their whole bodies were trembling as they hugged each other. The scene was more shocking than seeing a ghost...
Lang Hongyi and I turned around together and looked towards the funeral shed. The coffin was still in the same state as before. Except for the copper basin for burning paper that I brought to the coffin to smoke the bats, everything else was normal. The sound...
"Dong dong..." followed by two more sounds!
This time I listened carefully, and I saw that the sound came from the coffin, and it was from inside the coffin. The sound was a bit muffled!
"Noisy... noisy..."
Chu Fufa opened his mouth and was about to say that word. I turned around and gave him a warning look. Just because people don't tell ghosts at night, even if it is haunted, don't say it at this time. It's better to pretend.
Nothing happened.
"Follow me and go have a look together!"
I wasn't too scared. After all, I had seen him many times and had a certain psychological quality. Seeing that Lang Hongyi was also very calm and alert as he should be.
On the other hand, the people behind him clearly stretched their hips, their legs were shaking and weak, and they couldn't move at all.
Actually, I called them because I wanted to borrow the Yang energy of the young guys gathering together. If there was really any small fuss, the Yang energy would be gone as soon as it was over. But I didn’t expect that these people who were afraid of death would shake their heads.
Like a rattle, don't even take a step forward until you die.
I got angry when I saw how bad these people were, and couldn't help but tell me the strange things that just happened among them.
"I took you with me for your own good. To tell you the truth, I left just now to think of countermeasures. Do you think you were fine when you were playing cards? But I clearly saw that there is an extra person among you. Is he still here...
Hard to say!"
What does it mean to think about it in hindsight? With this thought-provoking sentence, this group of old men who hugged each other tightly and united together quickly jumped away from each other in the next second, counting the number of people nervously.
They knew each other well and checked each other to confirm what I just said.
"No...not much!"
I no longer paid attention to them, holding the Inner Qiankun in my hand, and I walked towards the coffin step by step with Lang Hongyi. There was only silence behind me for half a minute, and the rustling footsteps of those people followed me consciously.
The sound in the coffin just now was very clear, but I didn't see anything strange. Everything was normal, just when we were puzzled.
There was a sound of 'Boom...' and another sound came from inside.
It was as if the deceased was moving inside and his body hit the surrounding coffin boards.
There was a sound of gasping behind them, as well as the unstoppable clicking sound of upper and lower teeth. Their movements were more frightening than the movement of the coffin, and it made me very nervous!
Taking courage, I looked towards the upper half of the coffin with the lid uncovered. Elder Kong, who looked lifeless and mottled with age, still maintained the same posture as before.
Most of it was covered with facial tissue, and although his current facial features couldn't be seen, the body showed no signs of movement.
When I got to this position, I took down the copper basin for burning paper that was placed on top of the coffin. I would continue to burn paper in front of the coffin later.
Just when I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a dark shadow quickly jumped out of the coffin, which scared me so much that I almost dropped the basin in my hand.
I took a step back to avoid it, and happened to lean on Lang Hongyi. This man was quite interesting and reached out to help me.
But those people behind him were in a panic. A new round of howling and screaming started, and some were pushing each other. In the panic, Chu Fufa actually fell like a ball and fell straight on the hanging coffin lid.
I thought to myself, it’s broken!
Even though the black shadow just now was fast, I could still see it clearly after reacting.
It was a bat that flew into the coffin at some point to take shelter, and this kind of creature can also channel its energy. The main reasons for keeping a vigil are filial piety, and the other is to prevent these animals from getting close to the corpse.
Once the corpse is vented by these spiritual animals, it is likely to be a fake corpse. What's more, Chu Fufa also overturned the lid of the coffin, which is the greatest disrespect to the deceased!
The coffin lid fell to the ground, and Chu Fufa still fell on it and groaned.
Here, the corpse began to tremble, as if it was being electrified. There were lights in the tomb, and almost all the people following us saw this phenomenon.
"Ah...ah..."
They rolled and crawled out of the yard and didn't know where they went.
Mr. Kong suddenly stood up from the coffin. He was wearing a shroud, the facial tissue had fallen off, and his face was gray.
He observed the three of us one by one in a condescending manner. I was holding a copper basin in my hand, and I had no chance to use my inner world to touch it.
Chu Fufa was so frightened by this scene that all he screamed out were the movements of old ladies...
"It's a fake corpse...ah..."
When someone pretends to be a corpse, he either hugs the person immediately or runs away. Just now when I was putting on makeup, I tied the ankles of Mr. Kong’s corpse with ropes. They would only be untied before the coffin was nailed, just to prevent corpse fraud.
This is also the reason why zombies in many movies and TV series jump with their legs together.
The movement of the corpse that had just been faked was not very fast, and the strength was indeed not small. In addition, all the young men in the gang had run away. Kong Lao directly selected the Chu Fufa who knocked over the lid of his coffin and rushed over, opening his arms to hug him.
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I threw away the copper basin in my hand, pulled out the Qiankun inside, and swung it toward the back of the corpse. Lang Hongyi was also very fast, but his actions shocked me.
He did not attack Kong Lao's body, but kicked Chu Fufa so far that the body could not be picked up.
The body in pain behind him suddenly turned around to face me, with a pair of dark eyeballs open like that, without any emotion in them.
I stabbed the corpse directly on the forehead with the stick. This is the best way to cure the corpse. If the head is hit, the corpse of the corpse will fall to the ground instantly.
The corpse of Mr. Kong, who was standing on the coffin lid, trembled and fell straight down, "You still don't want to help..."
Seeing that my trick was working, I vomited out my breath and shouted to Chu Fufa who was so frightened that he had lost his soul. The body still had to be carried back to the coffin. If I didn't call him, who would I be looking for in the middle of the night?