My master is invincible

Chapter 253 Empty Coffin (19)

When Wang Xi and his son heard what I said, they smiled and said, "Thank you Brother Jiu for your understanding."

I didn't say anything more, I was very clear in my heart, they were playing the double reed just now, one was playing the red face, the other was playing the bad face, it was nothing more than asking me to delay the burial time so that the deceased could stay at home for a few more days.

For the sake of their filial piety, I didn't blame them, so I said, "Get ready and open the way tomorrow. If possible, invite all the relatives of the deceased. Otherwise, the funeral will be very difficult."

"Must I invite my older sisters?" Wang Cheng was stunned for a while, and asked in a deep voice.

I nodded and said, "The Clothes Tomb is a bit special. We must invite those first relatives. I hope that the funeral will go smoothly by using the blood relationship between the first relatives and the deceased."

They said 'Oh' and said, "Try to invite them here."

Listening to their tone, it seemed a bit reluctant. I thought about the matter of 'Grandma Fushaw', and my tone became a bit harsh, saying: "It's not about trying, but it is necessary, otherwise don't blame me for letting go."

"Why? They have made it clear that they will not come to the funeral." Wang Cheng exclaimed.

"There are some changes in this funeral. The more direct descendants of the deceased, the better. They have the blood of the deceased, and they may be oppressive to certain things." I explained to them.

Then Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, he asked me, "Is there something wrong with the old mother's funeral?"

I shook my head, because some things were hard to say, so I said, "Listen to me, you must be right."

They didn't say anything more, they discussed in the main room for a while, and finally decided that Wang Chengcai led Wang Xi to invite the daughters of the deceased, Wang Chuyao stayed in the main room to keep watch, and Wang Chengcai's daughter-in-law was in charge of calling the deceased's nephew.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Xi and his son walked out with flashlights, and Wang Chuyao and I were left in the main room.

This lonely man and widow stayed in the main room, a little embarrassed, I am not as thick-skinned as Fatty Guo, I am embarrassed to talk to her, so I just sit by the Eight Immortals table and smoke.

"Ninth brother, seeing how young you are, why do you know how to do this?" Wang Chuyao walked up to me and sat down opposite.

To be honest, I was a little nervous when I was with a strange woman, so I took a few deep breaths to calm down my heartbeat, and said, "I didn't have money to study at home, so I did this job."

She said 'oh', didn't say anything, just sat there quietly with her head down.

The scene suddenly fell into embarrassment, none of us spoke, and occasionally made eye contact, she immediately lowered her head, tugged at the skirt, and didn't know what to think.

This atmosphere lasted until after 11 o'clock. We were a little sleepy, so we dozed off on the Eight Immortals table. We didn't know how long we slept. The temperature suddenly dropped, and I couldn't help shivering.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Wang Chuyao lying on the opposite side of me, sleeping soundly. Looking outside the main room, the door of the main room seemed to be shaken by someone, making a 'squeak' sound from left to right.

The sound was harsh, I walked over frowning, there was no wind, but the wooden door was shaking, which made me very puzzled, so I found a small piece of wood and stuffed it under the wooden door.

After stuffing the small wood, the wooden door fell silent, I let out a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the Eight Immortals Table.

At this time, there was another subtle voice "squeak, squeak" from behind.

Mad, what happened to the wooden door?I turned my head to look, the small piece of wood was thrown aside, and the wooden door shook slightly again, left and right, to my surprise, there was something like a pool of water under the wooden door.

I walked over and touched the water, it was sticky, not ordinary water, what's going on?Where did this thing come from?

Just when I was wondering, Wang Chuyao woke up. She rubbed her eyes, walked up to me, and asked, "Ninth Brother, what's wrong?"

I pointed to the water on the ground and said, "It seems that someone has been here?"

She bent down, touched the water, frowned, and said, "This thing looks familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere."

After finishing speaking, she put her hand under the bridge of her nose, sniffed it, her brows furrowed even more, and she said in a panicked tone, "This is the pus from grandma's ass."

I was stunned for a moment, so I asked her what was going on, and she said: "During the busy farming season, my mother was not free, so I asked me to clean up my grandma. There are always pustules on her buttocks all year round. Some pustules burst and flowed out. This is what pus feels like, sticky and has a faint fishy smell."

Hearing what she said, I stretched out my hand to touch the water, put it under the bridge of my nose, and smelled it. It really had a faint fishy smell, and I was thinking in my heart, why did the pus on the dead body appear here?

Is it?

I quickly took out my phone, pressed the call button, and looked at the water on the ground with the light from the phone. The color of the water was a little yellowish, and it was indeed pus.

"Ninth brother, is grandma back?" Wang Chuyao shrank her neck and asked me in a vibrato.

I shook my head and said, "Probably not, the funeral has not yet begun, and the dead cannot come back."

Just as I was speaking, something seemed to slide past my face, with a faint fishy smell.

After working for the Eight Immortals for so long, my sense of professionalism told me that there should be something. I immediately looked down at the ground, and saw a drop of water falling on the ground, just on the pus.

Immediately, he looked up at the wooden door, and saw a piece of meat hanging on the wooden door, about the size of two fingers, the meat was a little white, and there was a pustule the size of a thumb on it, and water droplets fell out of it intermittently.

Suddenly, I suddenly remembered that when the body of the deceased was salvaged, the bamboo raft fell apart, and I asked Fatty Guo and Stutter to make a raft with the wooden door of the main room. Could it be that the wooden door caught the dead in the water when the body was salvaged?
Mad, if this is the case, nine out of ten of the meat on the wooden door is the meat of the dead man's ass, what the fuck.

Thinking of this, my scalp felt a little numb, and the chicken skin on my arms suddenly rose, and I felt a chill rushing from the soles of my feet to my forehead, which made people shudder.

Then Wang Chuyao seemed to realize that I was wrong, grabbed my arm and said, "Ninth brother, why do you have such an expression, did you see grandma?"

I wanted to talk, but this sudden scene made me unable to speak at all, so I nodded to her, and pointed to the small piece of meat on the wooden door.

She glanced at my finger, her face turned pale immediately, she grabbed my arm even more forcefully, tremblingly said: "Why...how...how did this happen?"

I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down as much as possible, then patted Wang Chuyao on the back, signaling her not to be afraid, turned around and picked up three pillars of fragrance and a few pieces of yellow paper from the Eight Immortals table.

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