After saying this, I stared closely at Mr. Hu's eyes, hoping that he could give some instructions.
However, Mr. Hu just kept his eyes open and stared at me.
His eyes are very white, and even the pupils are covered with a faint layer of white. This is the result of the loss of water on the surface of the eyeballs, just like a dead fish.
Being stared at by such a pair of eyes still made me feel a little nervous in my heart.
"Why are you always staring at me?" I smiled helplessly.
But then I thought about it, what a hell if he could really blink!
"Okay, you'd better rest in peace!"
I reached out and wanted to close his eyes.
But it was this sideways movement of the body that made me discover something different. From this angle, Mr. Hu's eyes didn't seem to be staring at me.
So you weren’t looking at me?
I couldn't help but feel something in my heart, and subconsciously stepped back and observed carefully.
Sure enough, Mr. Hu's eyes were not staring at me, but at a relative angle, looking above his head.
Suddenly I had a flash of inspiration, there must be something on the coffin lid.
The easiest way is to open the coffin lid and take a look, but I can't do that.
There are state-owned laws, and there are rules and regulations. The coffin is sealed and cannot be overturned. Otherwise, it will destroy the fate of the owner and the reincarnation of the deceased.
Fortunately, the coffins made by our Zhang family are wide enough. The best way is for me to go in and take a look in person.
Thinking of this, I casually took out two talismans from my pocket and stuck them on my feet, slightly arching my hands towards the old man.
I pushed the coffin lid back further and jumped in directly.
"Old man, I'm offended!"
To be honest, I used a little force on my hands to tilt the old man's body sideways, while I supported the edge of the coffin with both hands and slid down like a loach, lying side by side with the old man.
During this process, it was inevitable that he would touch the old man's body, which was cold and stiff.
This kind of behavior that can scare ordinary people to pee is not a challenge to me, because all my homework is placed on the coffin lid above my head.
At first glance, the bottom of the coffin lid is flat and even the top of the lid fits tightly together. There doesn't seem to be anything special about it.
But this is only for ordinary people. Putting aside my eyesight, this coffin was built by me after all. I soon discovered the difference.
We, the Zhang family, have a rule when making coffins. When cutting the coffins horizontally and vertically, we must use the ink bucket line, and it is a unique rootless bucket of the Zhang family.
The so-called rootless bucket refers to adding rootless water into the ink bucket, and it can be used after it has been exposed to the moonlight for seven or forty-nine days.
Grandpa said that rootless water has a strong requiem effect and can ward off evil spirits.
So when I saw the straight ink fountain line cut off in the middle, it immediately caught my attention.
It is a section of nearly twenty centimeters long. At first glance, it seems to be ink that has not been flicked up, but if you look closely, you will find that this section is a little different, with some slight bulges.
I stretched out my hand and pressed down gently with my thumb, and it immediately sunk in. At the same time, a paper tube like a cigarette appeared.
I exhaled softly, pinched it with my thumb and index finger and took it off.
I didn't rush to check the contents inside, but jumped out of the coffin first. Then, I straightened Mr. Hu's body, stretched out my right hand and touched his eyelids gently, and Mr. Hu closed his eyes as expected.
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Watching the old man close his eyes, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. After quickly closing the coffin lid, I slowly took the paper tube back into my hand, pinched the edge with my fingernails, and unfolded the paper bit by bit.
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This was a picture that everyone in the flower shop knew. It was densely written with clear text. I didn’t have time to read the content on it, and I was completely stunned in place.
Because the words on it turned out to be grandpa's handwriting.
And I recognized it at a glance as the torn-out part of our Zhang family’s notes.
I remember very clearly that the last two pages of our Zhang family's notes were torn out, leaving only two words on them - Kowloon.
call……
I took a long breath, and sure enough, all of this was Hu Qiu's handiwork.
The last time I was in Changshou Village, my grandfather told me that the secrets of these two pages were in Hu Qiu's hands and asked me to learn the secrets of carrying coffins in Kowloon with her.
After leaving Changshou Village, I mentioned this matter to Hu Qiu, but he pushed her away. In addition, the trip to the Northeast was full of crises and troubles, and I didn't have time to communicate with her carefully, so it became so
I put this matter behind me for the time being.
I didn't expect it to appear in front of me so suddenly.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but have a wry smile on my face.
"Xiaoqiu, Xiaoqiu, you are really amazing!"
Even at this moment, I have completely understood in my heart that Hu Qiu has been planning all this since Jiangcheng.
That's why she ordered such a coffin from me and deliberately told me that it was the old man's birthday coffin, because only in this way, when I see this coffin again, no matter how stupid I am, I can still
I can guess roughly 7788.
All of this should be for this scene in front of me and for me to get this page of notes in my hand.
I have to admire Hu Qiu's lofty wisdom, and the plan she laid out is more unfathomable than I imagined.
Before, I didn't believe that someone could really strategize and win from thousands of miles away, but at this moment, I have to believe that human wisdom is really infinitely terrifying.
He evaded his enemies and delivered the things to me accurately without any direct words or information.
When I thought of this, I suddenly felt an unreasonable peace of mind.
Having such a wonderful woman by my side is definitely the greatest blessing in my life.
While sighing, my eyes finally fell on this note that I had been thinking about day and night.
Could this record be the secret of carrying coffins in Kowloon?
This is the answer I want to know most now, because it is related to the fate of our Zhang family and future generations.
I was born with a pure yang in my horoscope, and I was destined to be lonely and helpless, with no children and no descendants. Therefore, the eight generations of our Zhang family have worked together to continue the legacy of the Zhang family.
I read the content on the paper very quickly.
In fact, just as I guessed, this piece of paper does contain the secret of carrying the coffin in Kowloon.