Village Doctor's Magic Hands

At more than two o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Decai's phone rang. It was Wu youyou who could call. The purpose was to ask her to tell Zhao Sanjin that she could be ready to dig a grave. The professionals he was looking for were complete.

At this moment, Zhao Sanjin's mouth outlined a funny arc and whispered to himself, "Grandpa, I want to see what medicine you sell in the gourd!"

Under the leadership of Liu cuimoth and Zhao Sanjin, the party quickly walked towards Zhao Dengxian's cemetery. The burial place itself was not very good. In addition, there were many weeds in front of the grave because it had not been cleaned for a long time.

Looking at the people who started to build the shed, Zhao Sanjin took advantage of this gap to pull out a lot of weeds in front of the grave. Then he knelt down in front of Zhao Dengxian's grave and said slowly, "Grandpa, your grandson is unfilial. I want to dig your grave today, but your grandson has no malice. Please understand, Grandpa."

The shed was so big that it blocked all the sunlight, and a group of people were in the shade now.

An old man behind Wu Youneng asked, "who are the relatives of the tomb owner?"

"I, I am!" Zhao Sanjin quickly stood up and asked, "what's the problem?"

"The relatives of the tomb owner kneel in front of the tomb and you can get up after we carry the coffin directly!" the old man handed three incense candles to Zhao Sanjin's hand and continued to add: "light incense candles and kneel down piously. Remember, there are no distractions in your heart!"

"Good!" Zhao Sanjin, who lives in one place of soil and water, naturally comes according to the customs of his hometown.

At the same time, the old man handed the remaining incense candles to the other people and said, "light the postcard light to the four corners of the tomb. Remember, stop when the light is off. All the remaining actions are planed by hand, and you can't shovel. Is that clear?"

Zhao Sanjin also took a look by the way. The old man should be the backbone of the team, and there are several middle-aged men with him. It seems that they are either attendants or temporary workers.

When the postcard light was on, Zhao Sankin took a look, and the candles beat steadily. At the same time, Zhao Sankin knelt in front of the grave, holding three incense candles, one big and two small, in his hand.

At the next moment, the old man knelt down beside Zhao Sanjin, holding a stack of paper money and two yellow pages. Looking at the mess painted on it, it should be the so-called Rune paper.

After burning all the papers in front of the grave, the old man slowly stood up, looked at the people around him and said, "irrelevant personnel, withdraw three meters away, you do it!"

The old man ordered the relevant signs in an orderly manner. Zhao Sanjin knelt on the ground now and didn't know what would happen.

Soon, the divided soil was given to several middle-aged men. You and I dug it up and threw it aside. As for the old man, he was still wandering around the grave with a piece of Rune paper in his hand.

When the tomb was half excavated, the postcard lamp still beat steadily. Zhao Sankin also knelt down piously in front of the tomb. Of course, there were more and more people around.

However, at the next moment, Zhao Sankin's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He could feel that a murderous spirit was approaching him. At the same time, the postcard light in front of the grave shook violently, and the old man's voice came along, saying: "pay attention, don't think of anything else."

This is obviously for Zhao Sanjin, but the murderous spirit is approaching, so Zhao Sanjin can't calm down at all.

There is no doubt that the other party must be a strong man in the foreign Wulin. When the other party's strength is not clear, Zhao Sanjin can't give his back to the other party.

The postcard light still flickered, and the old man's eyebrows wrinkled deeper and deeper. The movements in the hands of several middle-aged men also accelerated a lot. Suddenly, the postcard light went out, and the old man quickly shouted, "stop digging and use hand planing."

When the old man came to Zhao Sanjin, he looked a little gloomy and asked, "what's the matter with you? How can you be distracted by such a thing?"

"I......" Zhao Sanjin didn't know how to explain the problem. Finally, he had to shake his head helplessly. Fortunately, the old man didn't continue to ask, but shook his head faintly. He said helplessly: "insert the incense candle and stand three meters away."

Now, Zhao Sanjing is also an irrelevant person in the eyes of the old man.

Standing next to Liu YingYing and his party, everyone looked at Zhao Sanjin with a frown and asked carefully, "what's going on?"

"Someone is coming, and the strength is not clear. Let's be careful!" Zhao Sanjin's eyes looked around, but there was no trace. He can only whisper to Suqi and his party: "if something goes wrong later, you will follow the Panther back to the car and take my sky from Yunjian."

The Panther nodded, but Liu Yingying's face was obviously full of worry and reluctance, so Zhao Sanjin had to advise: "trust me, I'm fine."

After everything was ordered properly, Zhao Sankin looked at the grave and saw that more than half of the soil had been shoveled away. Now he was about to touch the coverage of the coffin plate, and his face became more and more dignified.

At the same time, the formation of a group of people around Zhao Sanjin began to show ingenious changes. More than 200 people stood around the tomb and surrounded the whole tomb.

"It's the coffin cover!" a middle-aged man suddenly shouted, which also stunned the old man. He hurriedly said, "dig out the most convex part of the coffin cover, and then dig out the soil on both sides."

As the old man said, several middle-aged men continued to be busy. It was estimated that their fingers were covered with soil at this time, which made Zhao Sanjin couldn't help asking Wu Youneng, "how much do you give them?"

"Digging graves is a life-saving thing. Their asking price is 20000 for the old man and 10000 for the rest." Wu Youneng whispered, some don't understand what Zhao Sanjin meant.

"Double it for each of them!" said Zhao Sanjin. "Just now they planed by hand because of my problem. Double it is compensation."

"No problem!" Wu Youneng readily agreed and gave them money. I believe they are absolutely happy.

After waiting for half an hour, all the fruits of the whole coffin board were exposed, and the party was ready to get close for a few minutes, but it was stopped by the old man. He took the lead to look at it for two eyes, and immediately released his airway: "take up the coffin!"

Soon, several middle-aged men each occupied a corner and asked them to stretch their hands into the soil. After holding their breath and concentrating, they looked at each other. With a sudden force of their arms, the coffin was slowly lifted.

"Fall!" the old man looked at the coffin that had been lifted and shouted heavily.

The coffin was less than ten centimeters away from the acupoint of the tomb, but it had exposed the whole coffin to the air. Looking at the coffin that had hardly changed, Zhao Sanjin frowned slightly.

"This coffin should be an unmanned coffin!" after wandering around the coffin for several times, the old man pasted a piece of Rune paper on the lid of the coffin. Then he came to Zhao Sanjin's party and said slowly after being silent.

"No coffin?" Zhao Sankin was stunned. His eyes fell on Shangguan Waner's body. After hesitation, he asked, "can I open the coffin?"

Whether there is no coffin or not, now the coffin has been up. Zhao Sanjin can't give up halfway. After getting the permission of the old man, he slowly walked towards the coffin. The next moment, his palm touched the lid of the coffin.

"Open the coffin slowly from left to right!" the old man reminded Zhao Sanjin and called back several middle-aged men.

After changing his position, Zhao Sankin glanced at the people and frowned slightly. Then he slowly pushed the coffin cover away.

"No smell of corrosion!" this was Zhao Sanjin's first feeling after the coffin showed a crack.

But the final result didn't come out. Zhao Sanjin couldn't make such a simple conclusion. He held his breath. Zhao Sanjin continued to use it. Suddenly, the coffin cover was pushed open a triangle.

"Sure enough..." Zhao Sankin's eyes fell into the coffin, his eyebrows stretched for a few minutes, and a funny arc was outlined at the corner of his mouth, becoming more and more deep and rich