My master is the coffin

Chapter 11
The corpse stood up, it stood in the pit, waving its arms, and at the same time, countless whirlwinds surrounded it, as if they wanted to drill into its body.

In the past few days, I have seen ghosts, to be exact, I have seen quite a few ghosts.But now when I saw the resurrected corpse, I was still terrified. At this time, I only had one thought: "Run away."

The abbot and I supported each other and wanted to escape.But just as I stretched my legs, a hand grabbed my ankle.

At this time, I was already terrified. When I felt my ankle being grabbed, I screamed in fright.

I glanced at the ground and found that the person lying there stretching out his hand and grabbing my ankle was none other than Chen Po who had fainted on the ground before.

At this time, I was already so angry that my seven orifices were filled with smoke, and I shouted: "Grandma Chen, what do you mean? You must kill me, right?"

Chen Po didn't answer me, instead she kept muttering: "Should I transport the dead man to the Great Sage Temple so that my son can be reincarnated?"

I was furious: "You are paralyzed? You look back yourself, the dead body is alive, it's all because of you."

Chen Po stood up tremblingly, and suddenly snatched the mahogany sword from my hand, and then ran over at the maximum speed an old man could achieve.

Those whirlwinds have completely wrapped the dead body inside, and it is conceivable that most of the lonely ghosts have got into the body of the dead body.

As soon as Granny Chen approached the dead body, he grabbed her throat, and then lifted her frail body up.

The abbot and I cursed secretly, picked up the shovel from the ground, and planned to save Granny Chen.

When we ran halfway, we heard Granny Chen shouting hoarsely: "Son, I must let you reincarnate."

Afterwards, I heard the dead body howl angrily, and threw Po Chen out from a distance.The thin body flew up, hit the tree trunk, and fell into the mud again.

The abbot and I stood in the mud with a shovel.

Before being thrown out, Mrs. Chen had already inserted the mahogany sword into the chest of the corpse, which was twisting and howling in pain.The abbot and I saw his face contorted into countless shapes in a few seconds.Immediately afterwards, large groups of white air radiated from his body.

The temperature of the white gas was very low, and when it touched our bodies, we all shivered.

Then, the body slumped down.Never move again.

Everything suddenly became calm, and the series of thrills just now seemed to have never happened.

No matter how bad Mrs. Chen is, the abbot and I have to stand in awe at this moment.We ran over and lifted her out of the mud.

Chen Po's face has turned purple.She opened her eyes and asked me and the abbot, "Can my son be reincarnated?"

We both nodded again and again: "Yes, I can reincarnate."

Chen Po smiled and said: "I'm just such a family member. My son died, and I have no home. Please both of you, just bury me in the pit just now. In my life, I don't like to trouble others .You guys can save some trouble, just save some trouble."

Then, Mrs. Chen died.

After a few minutes, the rain stopped.The surroundings became quiet and quiet.

I looked at the abbot, and the abbot looked at me.

We dragged the dead body out of the pit, carried it to a tricycle, and covered it with a black plastic sheet.

Then, according to Chen Po's request, she was buried in that pit.

The abbot said while working: "Why do I feel that the two of us are destroying the corpse?"

I filled up the soil around the pit: "Let's just have a clear conscience."

When everything was done, the two of us pushed the tricycle towards the Dasheng Temple.

At the beginning, the two of us could barely walk two steps. As time went by, waves of fear surged up, we began to tremble, our legs became weak, and we began to stutter.By the end, we had to sit on the side of the road, gasping for breath.

By the time we finally returned to the Dasheng Temple, it was already dark.

The two of us have not eaten all day, exhausted, sitting on the futon in the main hall, panting hard.

The abbot closed his eyes slightly: "The matter is settled, let your master come out and receive it."

I grinned, in a very good mood: "I'm alive, hehe, I'm alive."

The abbot let out a long sigh: "I finally saved you, your money is really worth it."

As soon as the abbot mentioned money to me, I suddenly rang, panting and said: "If you don't tell me, I'd forget, when will you pay back the money you cheated on me?"

The abbot looked very surprised, and asked with his eyes wide open, "When did I cheat you of your money?"

I waved my hand: "Don't play dumb like me. You are a fake monk, you are fortune-telling and catching ghosts. You lied to me more than 200 yuan. Pay me back quickly."

The abbot said confidently: "I am a fake monk, but how much effort did I put in this trip? Without me, can you move this corpse by yourself?"

Seeing that the money would not come back, I decided to settle for the next best thing, and said earnestly: "Abbot, through this incident, I feel that life is impermanent, and I might face life and death at any time."

The abbot didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in my gourd, so he just nodded blankly.

Then I went on to say: "Since you can approve of this, that's great. Do you want to buy an insurance? Plan ahead, provide emergency relief, in case of any illness or disaster in the future..."

The abbot was so tired that he was lying on the ground, but when he heard me sell the insurance, he stood up abruptly: "Xu You, this is your fault, I am a monk, everything depends on fate, you asked me to buy insurance, the Buddha would not agree .”

I waved my hand: "You are not a real monk."

The abbot put his palms together very piously and said: "When you enter the temple gate, you are a disciple of the Buddhist school. How can you not agree with what you say?"

I bawled and stopped talking, but I was thinking about how to get my money back.

At this time, suddenly there was a bang bang bang in the temple, three very light knocking sounds.

It's not loud, but I can hear it clearly.

I looked at the abbot, who was standing in the hall with empty hands.It can't be him.

Both of us were a little nervous: "Is there a thief in the temple?"

Just as I was talking, the bang bang bang sounded again.This time, the two of us heard clearly that the sound was clearly coming from under our feet.Just above the main hall.

The faces of the abbot and I became ugly in an instant.

By this time it was completely dark.It was pitch black outside, only two long burning lamps were lit in the main hall.

I stood on the main hall, thought carefully, and then said to the abbot: "Since we can find the dead body under the ghost market, it means that what the coffin said is true."

The abbot immediately understood, and continued, "So, the coffin does exist? Where is the coffin?"

I pointed to my feet: "When I was dreaming, I dreamed that the coffin was here, on the main hall."

Then, the two of us picked up the shovel tacitly.

I looked at the abbot: "Dig?"

The abbot nodded and said with a playful smile, "Dig, dig out your master."

I gave a false kick: "Don't make trouble, let the old man hear it, can we have both of us?"

At this time, the abbot looked a little hesitant: "Xu You, I always feel that your master is a bit evil, how can you ask for a teacher in a dream? Only ghosts can dream. Besides, what you saw in the dream was a coffin... I Worry, the two of us escaped from the pack of wolves and entered the jaws of tigers again..."

When the abbot said this, I also hesitated a little, and asked: "Then let's stop digging?"

The abbot shoveled the ground with a shovel: "Dig, of course you have to dig. Otherwise, you're gone. I live here by myself, and I won't be able to sleep at night."

The two of us came and went, sweating like rain, and the two shovels flew up and down, and soon dug a big hole in the center of the room.The deeper the pit, the more disturbed my mood became. Thoughts were swirling in my mind, and I didn't know whether this decision was a blessing or a curse.

Just as he was thinking, there was a muffled sound, and the shovel hit something.

The abbot's face also changed, and he looked at the bottom of the pit: "Here we are."

Then, the two of us slowed down, and slowly, a black lacquered coffin was exposed in front of us.

According to what the abbot said, he has been in the Dasheng Temple for five or six years, and he has never touched the main hall, which means that the coffin has been buried for at least five or six years.

However, what I saw was not the case. The coffin was very new and showed no signs of rot. Even after we shoveled off the topsoil, the black paint on it was still glowing under the permanent lamp, as if it had just been painted.

Such a new coffin, if you tell me that it was buried yesterday, I will believe it.If you tell me that it was buried five or six years ago, I will never believe it.

The coffin lay quietly, without speaking, and without any sign of moving.I'm even a little skeptical, is this the coffin master in my dream?
I was suddenly a little scared, I was afraid that as I saw in the dream, after opening the coffin, there was another me lying inside.

The two of us stood by the pit, looking at the coffin at the bottom of the pit, we lost our mind for a moment.

The abbot looked at me: "Xu You, what do you think should be done?"

I smiled wryly: "I'm only in my early twenties, and I haven't stepped out of school yet. You ask me what should I do? Abbot, you are in your forties, so you have an idea."

The abbot was very shrewd: "After all, this is a matter between you master and apprentice. It's not good for me, an outsider, to get involved."

I gritted my teeth: "Open the coffin."

We were about to jump into the pit when we opened the coffin, but neither of us would go down.Standing on the edge of the pit, he kept pushing.

Finally, we made an appointment, got to know one, two, three, and jumped into the pit together.

When we got to the pit, we found that the lid of the coffin was ajar and had not been nailed.This is also good, it is more convenient to open the coffin.

I told the abbot: "You are at one end, and I am at the other end. Let us work together to lift the coffin lid."

The abbot nodded in agreement.

Then, the two of us competed, and the coffin made a creaking sound.The two of us blushed, and the coffin lid still couldn't be opened.

(End of this chapter)