Chapter 2122 May the soul return and be reunited with the family
Qiao Xiuli and Lanlan sat in a carriage and stopped at a street corner, waiting to meet Gu Nuoer.
Lanlan looked at Qiao Xiuli curiously: "Lili, who are we going to see later?"
Qiao Xiuli said calmly: "My sister."
A look of hesitation suddenly appeared on the blue and fleshy little face.
If she remembered correctly, Sister Nuo'er was Qiao Xiuli's sister.
Lan Lan tried her best to count her seniority on her fingers.
She whispered softly: "Sister Nuo'er is a cousin. The sister Li Li mentioned must be someone else, right?"
Qiao Xiuli didn't hear her mumbling, because at this time, overwhelming crying came from outside the carriage, mixed with the suonas and gongs and drums, making it particularly harsh.
Lan Lan opened the curtain and looked outside.
I saw flying yellow paper copper coins falling to the ground.
A group of people wore sackcloth and mourning, carried the dark coffin, and walked forward while crying.
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The man at the front holding the tablet cried louder and louder——
"Mom! Ouch..."
Their family members followed around the coffin, all lowering their heads and wiping away tears.
Lanlan looked at them in surprise and asked Qiao Xiuli: "Why are these people crying?"
Qiao Xiuli patiently explained: "Their mother passed away at home, and they were extremely sad. They were on the way to the funeral, so they called her the crying spirit."
Lanlan nodded clearly.
She understood the meaning of death.
I heard Grandpa Tiandao say before that the life span of a mortal is like an epiphyllum, fleeting.
The closest people left, separated by life and death, no wonder they cried so sadly.
There was unbearability in his blue eyes.
She looked at the black coffin and gently raised her fingertips: "May my soul return and be reunited with my family."
As she whispered, invisible mana, like threads, directly surrounded the black coffin and gradually penetrated inside.
To revive the dead requires a lot of spiritual power.
Lan Lan's eyes were fixed and serious, and he cast the spell seriously, until sweat dripped down his forehead.
In the black coffin over there, there was a loud "bang" sound suddenly.
The crying all around stopped suddenly.
The group of people turned around and looked at the coffin with shocked and surprised eyes.
There was silence all around.
Until an old cry came from the coffin——
"It's so dark, son, where are you? Let me out quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man at the front holding the tablet was the first to scream loudly in fright.
He threw away the tablet, grabbed his wife and children, and ran away.
Those who played the suona and gongs and drums naturally "discarded their armor" and ran away immediately shouting "it's haunted".
There were also a few timid relatives who fell to the ground with trembling lips.
"Fake, deceive corpse..."
When Lanlan saw them like this, she frowned: "Why are they all running away? Their mother is alive, shouldn't they be happy?"
In the coffin, the dead old woman continued to slap the coffin board: "Let me out!"
Lan Lan quickly ran out of the carriage to help.
Qiao Xiuli reached out to stop her, but only grabbed a piece of her silk.
"Lanlan!" He called coldly, but Lanlan had already run towards the black coffin.
With her fleshy hands, she pushed open the coffin board.
An old woman wearing a shroud with a pale complexion immediately sat up.
When she saw Lanlan, she was also stunned.
"Who are you, where are my sons?"
Lanlan pointed around: "They ran away. Where is your home? Let's take you back."
The old woman climbed out of the coffin for no apparent reason, and Lanlan reached out to help her.