There was only one thought in my mind. My heartbeat was racing and my mouth was dry. Such a large coffin was made entirely of golden nan wood, the most expensive green material among them.
To say it is priceless is an understatement.
"Hey, it's such a beautiful coffin. It's been soaked in water for so long and it hasn't gotten moldy. The paint is really good. It's rare to see such good work nowadays."
The speaker's name is Zhang Shaoyan. He graduated from university and has a registered permanent residence in the city. For some reason, he also works in this field. Compared to rough guys like us, he looks much more refined.
He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, has fair and elegant skin, and is neatly dressed. He always has tissues in his pocket.
I hurriedly said: "Yanzi, this is not paint, it is the original pattern of the wood. Do you know what kind of wood this is?"
"What wood?"
"This is golden nanmu, a gloomy wood. The most expensive green material in it is priceless. If we fall in love with it, millions of soft girl coins will be credited to our account." I finally calmed down and said in a hoarse voice.
"It's a liar!"
Zhang Shaoyan rolled his eyes at me: "Who is so crazy these days that he uses millions of wood to make a coffin?"
"Cremation is now popular, and burial is illegal. Even in some remote areas, burial is still used."
"Young man, you are wrong. This is obviously a water burial. Okay, let's stop arguing. Call it a day and go home. Unluckily, we found a prop coffin. It is probably a prop lost by the Tang Dynasty Film and Television City."
The speaker's name is Guo Hongwei, a 60-year-old man with a slim face and a shrewd look on his face.
He turned around, looked at me with a smile, and patted my shoulder: "Wang Zhenxie, you are still too young and have little life experience. No matter how good the wood is, it only takes a few years to be soaked in water and buried in the soil."
It’s broken within a month, how can it have such a luster?”
Several other people obviously believed what Guo Hongwei and Zhang Shaoyan said more. One of them ate more salt than I did; the other had a higher education than me. They all burst into laughter.
"That's right, it looks like a prop at first glance, but it's very delicately made. It's a pity to lose it. I took it back and sold it as scrap material."
"You think about money so much. Even if it is a prop, this image is too unlucky and unlucky. Come on, don't waste your time."
"What are you afraid of about the props? It's money to sell them as scraps. Just drag them away." The man laughed.
A courageous corpse fisherman drove the boat closer and stretched out his nose to hold the coffin and smell it: "It smells weird, what kind of fragrance does it have? It didn't dissipate after soaking for a long time. Nowadays, the props are so well made?"
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"I, I still believe Brother Zhen. The wood of this coffin is very special. It's not like ordinary things. We'd better not mess with it."
"I'm afraid of broken props. Take them away."
There was only one person in the audience who supported me. Everyone called him Datou, but no one mentioned his real name.
I'm not convinced and want to explain.
But seeing that they were preparing to take the coffin away, I stopped talking. Since they all thought it was a prop and planned to sell it for scrap, hehe, I spent a few hundred yuan to buy it. The money does not belong to me alone, Wang Zhenxie.
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I just acted stupidly and told them that it was Yinchenmu.
Soon, the coffin was pulled to the open space next to our office. Yes, it was an office. It’s funny, our industry also has an office.
Anyway, we were not in a hurry to sell it, so we just left it alone. Today's work was in vain. Apart from this prop coffin, we couldn't make much money.
They are all a little depressed.
Zhang Shaoyan suggested that everyone join together and sell ten kilograms of mutton to stew in hot pot, and everyone agreed.
Taking advantage of the free time, I quietly pulled Da Tou aside: "Da Tou, here is five hundred yuan. You go out and find the personal clothing sellers and give them the money."
"five hundred?"
Datou waved his hand: "It's too much. If you really want it, 100 is enough. Also, Brother Zhen, if you really want it, just say it. Why do you need to find someone to pretend to be the seller?"
I stared into his eyes: "Do you believe me?"
"believe."
"Look at this." I pulled up the picture on my phone. Above it was an auction information and introduction about sunken wood.
"What, fifty-five? Just a piece of broken wood?"
I nodded: "Nowadays, people are stupid and have a lot of money, and there are also many people who like to play with wood. The prices of all kinds of precious wood are pretty good."
I said earnestly: "You go find someone to pretend to be a buyer, drag the things to the woods in front and hide them. I will hold them steady. After the transaction is completed, the money will be divided in half. Remember, never mention the word "gloomy wood".
He said it was from the production team."
Datou's face turned red with excitement.
"Okay, I'll find someone right now."
I sneered, took out a pack of poisonous rat poison from my arms, and said to myself: "Big head, I'm sorry, you are a good person, but people die for money, and birds die for food. When I get rich, I will definitely burn more for you."
Paper money and ingots.”
A gust of cold wind blew, and I suddenly woke up. I immediately realized that something was wrong: "No, although I, Wang Zhenxie, am greedy for money, I am definitely not a crazy person. How could I have such thoughts?"
"Is it possible?" I broke out in cold sweat, and my mind began to wander: "No, no, something is very wrong."
Our Wang family has been collecting corpses for generations, and we are leaders in the industry. My grandfather has passed on all his life's knowledge to me, and my knowledge is not comparable to theirs.
I immediately realized that I had made a mistake.
I made a quick decision and bit the tip of my tongue. My mind became much clearer. Then while I was awake, I took out the sandalwood in my arms and lit it.
The faint sandalwood dissipated the aroma on the coffin, and I finally woke up completely. In an instant, my back was all wet, my whole body was shivering from the cold, and I almost fell to the ground.
In sight, the color of the gloomy wooden coffin also changed. It was not yellow with green, but tinged with blood.
The coffin was not perfectly sealed. There was a thin gap, and a pale hand stretched out. It was pale, cold, moist, and the skin was swollen and wrinkled.
At that time, I was almost scared to death. I wanted to run, but my knees were weak and I couldn't run at all.
There happened to be a deep ditch next to it, covered with grass. I climbed in with all my strength, holding sandalwood in my hand and shivering.
Time passed minute by minute.
I only spent ten minutes looking at my phone, but it seemed like a century. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in my ears.
"Brother Zhen, I'm back."
Before I saw anyone, I heard Big Head's voice. I don't know why, but he suddenly turned out of the woods nearby.
I felt strange in my heart and didn't dare to say anything.
Big Tou came over and called my name earnestly, again and again, with a naive and honest expression on his face, but I refused to agree.
"It seems Brother Zhen has left."
Datou's expression suddenly changed, and his face was no longer as honest as before. He raised the corners of his mouth, sneered again and again, and stretched out his hands from his back.
I saw that he was holding a sharp stone tightly in his hand.