Sky coffin

Village Chief Huang let out a long sigh and said, "It was Mr. Hu from our village who passed away."

"Mr. Hu was highly respected in our village. His death made the villagers very sad, so they spontaneously paid homage to him."

Zhang Shi nodded and said a word of condolences.

Afterwards, Village Chief Huang took us to his home.

As I walked, I heard the harsh sound of suona in my ears, and people were moving on the road not far away. When I walked in, I saw that someone was holding a funeral, and I guess it was Mr. Hu.

Many villagers came to attend Mr. Hu's funeral. Some wore sackcloth and mourning, some wore mourning hats, and some had white mourning cloths tied around their shoulders.

Everyone's face showed a very sad expression.

I'm a little curious, what did Mr. Hu do during his lifetime, and how could he be so respected by these villagers?

When the villagers saw us outsiders, they all showed wary expressions, obviously not welcoming us.

The village chief chatted with these villagers for a while and then took us to his home.

Village Chief Huang's home is next door to Mr. Hu's, and you can clearly hear the noise coming from next door when you stay in the yard.

"Guys, please stay here for now and don't go out if you have nothing to do. The people in our village have a bit of a weird personality and we don't welcome outsiders to avoid getting into any trouble."

Zhang Eleven nodded.

Afterwards, Village Chief Huang left in a hurry and went to help at Mr. Hu's funeral.

We came to the house and Zhang Shiyi asked me if I had found anything.

I shook my head and replied: "Although the corpse energy in this village is strong, it is not a place to raise corpses. I think the place to raise corpses should be near the village. We will go to see the Feng Shui tomorrow and then look for the place to raise corpses."

Zhang Eleven nodded, and I added: "We have to be careful about those villagers. I always feel that they are a bit weird. As for what is weird, I can't tell."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Hua Xiu stood in front of the window, her eyebrows slightly furrowed and her expression unusually serious.

I stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Hua Xiu pointed at the willow tree in the yard and said, "Brother Emperor, there seems to be a corpse under that tree."

Hearing this sentence, I was slightly startled and looked in the direction Hua Xiu pointed.

There is a huge willow tree in the yard, which grows very lushly, with green willow leaves and thick trunk, which is very full of vitality.

I asked: "Hua Xiu, are you sure?"

Hua Xiu nodded and replied: "I'm sure."

Hua Xiu is a zombie and is more sensitive to corpse energy than us.

I pondered for a moment and said: "Let's just wait and see what happens. Don't cause trouble. Our main goal is to find the place where the corpse is raised."

What happens to this village has nothing to do with me.

My goal is to find the corpse place and destroy it.

Hua Xiu nodded.

Soon, night fell and we went back to our room to rest after dinner.

Zhang Shiyi and I share a room, and Hua Xiu and Princess Long Ji share a room.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Shiyi was lying on the side sleeping soundly, but I was not asleep. I vaguely heard rustling sounds coming from the yard.

I got up, came to the window, and looked into the courtyard.

The moonlight poured down, illuminating the whole yard brightly, and the rustling sounds in his ears became clearer.

I followed the sound and saw that the soil under the big willow tree was crawling crazily. From time to time, the soil was lifted up. I frowned. Could it be that the corpse buried in the ground was causing trouble?

Does he want to crawl out again?