The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 527

Therefore, almost everyone who knows the Five Emperors' Coins is frantically looking for these five ordinary-looking copper coins.Also exploring the secrets behind these five copper coins.

They all hope to use these five copper coins to change their destiny.

And the old stall must have known about these rumors before he got my Jiaqing Tongbao.Otherwise, he would not be interested in Jiaqing Tongbao either.And he must know more than my third uncle and I.It took him almost a year to do something with Jiaqing Tongbao.We have absolutely no idea.

Now there is a great possibility that the old stall owner has not yet achieved his expected goal when the one-year deadline comes.So he tried every means to delay the time, hoping to keep the Jiaqing Tongbao for a while longer.

Death is the best way to renege on debts.

This is the conclusion I have come to.Of course none of this has been verified.And to verify my conjecture, the best way to see it at present is to open the coffin to see if it is an old stall lying inside.

As soon as I made up my mind, my scalp went numb.Because I was taken aback by the idea myself.

I looked at the coffin suddenly. Although I couldn't see the inside of the coffin from the outside, the coffin was eerie from the inside to the outside.It's okay to say during the day, but at night, I'm the only one in the mourning hall, so the coffin looks awkward no matter how you look at it.

But the idea of ​​opening the coffin became stronger and stronger.

I coughed lightly, but there was still no movement in the bone room.Not even the dim oil lamp flickered.

I stood up from the stool, just as the three sticks of incense that were originally lit were about to burn to the end.I put three sticks of incense on the head of the old stall again, bowed to the coffin a few times, and said silently in my heart: "Mr. Tan, I'm sorry. We haven't seen each other for a year, and I miss you very much. Now I take the liberty to leave Coffin, I'm greeting you. If there is any offense, I will burn some paper money for you as an apology."

Then, I put the incense into the incense burner.He took some paper money and threw it into the brazier to burn.

After burning a wad of paper money, my heart was a little more stable.

I walked gently to the front of the coffin, put my hand on the coffin board, and tapped three times with my fingers.

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

Three crisp voices came from the mourning hall.The voice was very soft, and it shouldn't alarm anyone except me.

This can be regarded as a rule. Before opening the coffin, you need to say hello to the deceased.

Then, I put my hand lightly on the eaves of the coffin lid.I don't know if it's my illusion, but I feel that the temperature above the coffin seems to be colder.

But this feeling is not very obvious.I take it as normal.After all, there are dead people lying in it, and it is strange to have a temperature.

I struggled secretly, stretched out my hand and pushed the coffin lid.

Sure enough, the lid of the coffin was not sealed. Generally, in cases like this, the coffin is nailed to seal the coffin on the day of the funeral.Moreover, sealing the coffin requires certain procedures.

The coffin lid, pushed down by me, opened a gap.

It was dark inside the coffin, and I glanced around and couldn't see anything.

I didn't dare to push the lid of the coffin completely open, firstly because I was afraid that the little flies in the room would find out, and secondly because I was afraid that if something unexpected happened inside the coffin, I would not be able to handle it.

I saw a lot of candles piled up in the mourning hall, which should have been bought by the little flies.I picked up one and lit it with the flame of the ever-burning lamp, and brought the candle close to the crack of the coffin to light it, and looked in from the outside along the crack.

I got the angle right, the candle light shone in, just enough to hit a pale face.

Even though I had this mental preparation, seeing that white face still made me tremble, and the candle in my hand almost fell to the ground.

I quickly took a deep breath to stabilize the heart that almost jumped into my throat.

Gritting my teeth, I gently pushed the lid of the coffin a little further, and looked inside again.

The one lying inside is really an old stall.

That thin and thin face, because there was no blood color, became very creepy.Although it's a bit out of shape, but it can be seen that it is the old man himself.What is more obvious is the two cheekbones of the old stall, which are slightly higher than ordinary people.

I peeked at the bone room, but the little fly still didn't notice my movements in the mourning hall.

I was a lot more courageous, so I changed the angle of the candle and shone in.

I want to see the hands of the old stall.

The old stall was wearing a shroud, with his arms lying weakly on both sides of his body.The cuff of the shroud covered half of the palm, but the fingers were all exposed.

When I saw those hands, I immediately confirmed that the person inside was definitely the old man himself.

These hands cannot deceive anyone.

The old stall head is a bone picker, and he picks bones with his own hands.

Those hands were skinny, and the bones at the joints were much more swollen than other places, so those hands didn't look like human hands, they were almost like chicken feet, and it would be more appropriate to say they were ghost claws.Even if I forget the old stall's face, I can't forget his hands.

Seeing these, my nose is sore.I feel deeply ashamed of my actions.

It seems that the old man is really dead, and I am still doubting him here, which really makes me feel a little sad and ashamed.

I took one last look at the old stall inside, sighed, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Tan. Now that you're gone, I caught up with you. Let's get to know each other once. I'll definitely die for you. "

After speaking, I forcefully closed the coffin board again.

After confirming this matter, I felt a sense of relief.But from another point of view, when the old stall head died, the five emperors' coin of Jiaqing Tongbao would also be gone.

Now I'm not sure if what the little fly said is true or not.He said that the old stall owner did not mention the handing over of the items to him before he died, that is to say, he did not mention the five emperors' money.

So is it possible that the old stall owner told him about this matter, but the little fly saw that the Jiaqing Tongbao was precious, so he hid it privately, and kept silent to us?
After thinking about it, I can't really rule out this possibility.After all, we only met Little Fly for the first time, and we didn't know each other well.

In any case, the current situation is that we can only bury the old stall first.The dead are the big ones, no matter how anxious we are, we are not in a hurry for this moment.

I sat on the stool alone, feeling very complicated, and I burned paper for the old stall bit by bit, and I couldn't help feeling sad.

The mourning hall of the old stall was set up in the courtyard. The old man’s house was bare, and after his death, the mourning hall was simply propped up with a few wooden pillars and covered with a few pieces of tarpaulin.

(End of this chapter)