Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 157
"How about that kind of wood collection?" The middle-aged man asked
Lu An took out three trees from the ghost domain, the middle-aged man stroked the three trees, his face was full of satisfaction
Then Lu An took out nine pieces of wood from the high hall of the ghost domain, three pieces of wood can be used to make a coffin, and nine pieces of wood can be used to make three more coffins. This is what Lu An calculated

"Can you build three more coffins?" Lu An asked
"Remuneration." The middle-aged man stroked the wood carefully without raising his head.
"What kind of reward do you need?" Lu An asked
"Barter." The middle-aged man said
Lu An thought for a while, and took out a piece of paper money from his pocket, which was already the only one in his hand
"Is this okay?" Lu An asked
"Yes, but one coffin can only be made for one coffin." The middle-aged man said
"When the delivery comes tomorrow, I will give you two pieces of paper money left over, and this piece of paper money is equivalent to a deposit." Lu An said
"Yes, if there is no paper money tomorrow, you will be responsible for the consequences." The middle-aged man said
"can."

"Go back, I will take the coffin out of the house tomorrow." The middle-aged man said
The three of them returned to the house, and Lu An smoothly picked up the two white lanterns under the eaves of the door, and then entered the mourning hall

The people guarding the corpse in the mourning hall have changed. Liu Jin and Chen Chan have already found a place to rest temporarily. The people in the mourning hall greeted Lu An, Wang Shengli, and Brother Hua when they came back.

"This is?" Wang Changyun asked suspiciously.

"These two white lanterns should have a lot to do with reporting funerals. Maybe someone needs to walk around the village with the white lanterns." Lu An said
"I'll talk about the funeral report in the afternoon. At this hour, I have other things to do. Of course, you can also try to take a stroll." Lu An continued

"Then let's talk about it in the afternoon. Two lanterns should be enough for two people, one to inform the place before the house and the other to tell the place after the house." Brother Hua said
Everyone echoed, the thickest thigh here is Lu An, the funeral report is prone to accidents, for example, on the way to report the funeral, it was suddenly attacked by a ghost in the villager's house

After everyone ate some compressed biscuits in their backpacks to replenish their water, the atmosphere fell silent
The drunk man was silent and didn't speak, maybe he felt that he could face death calmly

Yang Li didn't think too much about it, he wasn't a messenger, his purpose of coming to the bus was just to suppress his own ghost recovery.

In this supernatural place called Fengmen Village, he can feel the ghosts in his body being suppressed, which means that he is similar to being on a bus here.
The courier needs to stay here for seven days, and then deliver the red letter, which is a bit different from their previous missions, where they tried their best to find clues

But the delivery task of the red letter can't do this, or the saying "the more you know, the more mistakes you will make." They can't find too many clues, because there are too many clues, and it is easy to make mistakes in choosing.

"After that, you all go to the mourning hall to guard." Lu An said
Everyone returned to the mourning hall without any hesitation. At this time, there was still a third of the longevity candle left. Liu Jin and Chen Chan heard the movement outside and entered the mourning hall

"It should be almost time, I can feel it." Lu An said
"Tell me, will the corpse of the old man in the mourning hall sit up and listen to the opera? After all, we seem to be singing for him. If so, wouldn't the people in the mourning hall be very dangerous?" Peng Fang said
"Probably not. Even if the corpse in the mourning hall reacts in some way, it won't kill people. If we really want to kill people, none of us can escape." Lu An said
Lu An and Peng Fang walked into the stage, and a kind of supernatural power from the theater dominated their bodies. The door of the mourning hall was facing the stage, so everyone in the mourning hall saw Lu An and Peng Fang. Fang on the stage
"Mr. Liu, eat some food. People are iron, and food is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry," Lu An sang.
"I have pity on my newborn daughter, who was thrown into the back mountain by you beast, and left to fend for herself. The poison of a tiger doesn't even eat its offspring."

"She's a girl, and I can only blame her for being born here."

"You go, I regret it!"

"Ah, ah, ah, my poor daughter."

"I was originally a maid in the Liu family's mansion, and my husband was a temporary worker. He took good care of me on weekdays and sweet words, so I agreed."

"Later, the Liu family was run down, and I followed my husband to his house. I got pregnant with his child two years after we got married."

"I hate that my husband's family favors sons over daughters. I have pity on my newborn baby who was thrown in the back mountain. It has been three days and I am afraid that he will starve to death."

"Look, the corpse is moving." The drunk man said in a panic

His words quickly brought back the people in the mourning hall who were listening to Lu An and Peng Fang singing on the stage. They found that the white cloth had slipped off the body that was originally covered with white cloth.
The corpse actually sat up, facing the stage outside the door. If it hadn't closed its eyes, it would really look like it was watching Lu An and Peng Fang singing on the stage.
"What should I do?" Wang Shengli came to Brother Hua and asked quietly
Everyone on the field dared not speak for a while, they vaguely felt that if they disturbed the corpse listening to the play, something terrible would happen
"Wait and see what happens, don't disturb this old man listening to the opera, this stage is set up in the house, it should be for this corpse." Brother Hua said
In the next two hours, Lu An and Peng Fang sang weird operas one after another. If you search for these operas on the Internet, there is no basis for them.

Moreover, the accents in many places are extremely weird, and everyone in the mourning hall has goosebumps.
As Lu An and Peng Fang felt that the supernatural power that dominated them disappeared, they all bowed to the old man's corpse or the mourning hall

The old man's body fell on the wooden board again, but the people in the mourning hall did not touch it, although according to their speculation, even if the body was touched, there would be no problem

Brother Hua is thinking about another thing. Now it can be confirmed that Lu An and Peng Fang are from a place similar to a post office. They are responsible for delivering letters, but are Lu An and Peng Fang responsible for singing?

What's more important is the tone of Lu An and Peng Fang's singing just now. This level can already be called a master, and judging by their age, this should be the influence of supernatural power

Lu An and Peng Fang returned to the mourning hall and looked at the corpse of the old man lying on the ground. Just when he was singing, he found that the old man stood upright. Although the eyes of the corpse were closed, Lu An could feel that the old man could see my own

"Pick up the corpse and put it in its original position, don't worry there will be no problem." Lu An said
At this time, Lu An also realized that he seemed to be too kind to these people, or let them have the idea that as long as he was around, there would be no problems

This idea has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that these people obey Lu An's orders. The disadvantage is that in case of any unexpected situation, they will die miserably, and may even drag Lu An down.

(End of this chapter)