Chapter 2

"Don't kill me..." it suddenly knelt down, the head rolled to my feet, looking at me pitifully“ I just want to borrow some money. Now the policy of reincarnation has been relaxed. But I need money to do some ghost work. "

"Say it earlier... Why didn't you say it earlier?" I put away the ax and took a big bundle of burning paper from the shelf, like this begging ghost. I often come to the master for help, and I'm not surprised.

I lit the burning paper and threw it into the brazier. Put it on the floor at the door. Suddenly there was a whirlwind, and the ghost was standing by. After burning paper, paper money appeared in its hand.

I whispered: "you take the money to reincarnate it, the next life a good life."

He looked at me gratefully. He said, "I'll pay you back the money."

"Get out of here..." never seen a ghost like this. With a bad smile on his face, he turned around and left with his head in his hand. I closed the door and was about to walk back to the house. I heard the sound of "pa pa", which was very close to me. It seems to have come from the backyard, but there is no one else in the backyard except master.

I went to the backyard a little curious. The voice rang again and looked around carefully. The only thing that can make a sound is inside the coffin. But the coffin was empty.

"Popping, popping", my scalp exploded, and the horror turned around and looked at the coffin. "Who is it?" What the hell

The sound came from the coffin. Although I was a little afraid, I still summoned up the courage to go over and just reached out to open the coffin. "Don't open the lid of the coffin, get some burning paper quickly, and paint the white paint of the coffin!"

The old man made a noise to stop me. Even he was shocked. It seems that there must be something wrong in the coffin. I didn't have time to think about it. I ran to the shelf, took a bundle of burning paper, and ran over with white paint.

The old man picked up a few pieces of burning paper and lit it. He didn't know what to say. He threw the paper money into the bowl full of paste and stirred it with a brush.

"What was that sound like?"

"It's so hot. The coffin has just been finished. We need to paint it with white paint, so that it won't be a problem." The old man went to the coffin and recited. He put the paste on the gap of the coffin.

"Go and get the yellow cloth and cover it. Don't open the lid of the coffin. I'm afraid it's going to rain tonight, and don't let the coffin get wet,

We'd better move the coffin into the house

After working hard with the old man to push the coffin into the house, I covered the coffin with yellow cloth and went back to sleep.

The next morning, as soon as I opened the door, I saw a few cars parked at the door, and several men in suits came over, looking like people in our village.

"Little brother, is Mr. Liu Bingyi Fu in?"

"Are you looking for my master?" I had a puzzled look at him. He was in his fifties, but he had a unique temperament and dignity. He should be the boss of a company.

"So you are master Liu's Apprentice. The young man is very energetic. I've come to see your master for something. Can you call him for me?"

I said in a hurry: "just a moment, I'll call the master to come here."

"I already know. Xiaotian, you can make a pot of tea." The old man changed into a suit of Tang Dynasty clothes, which showed his special spirit.

"Master Liu, how are you?"

"Well, boss Tang, I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm still so old and strong. I'm not good enough."

"Old brother, you really make fun of me. How can I compare with you?" They are like old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time. I went to pour a few cups of tea and brought them over. This man chatted with the old man very hard, but I think he looks familiar. He seems to have met somewhere.

"Lao Tang, it's seven or eight years since we last met." I saw this man in the newspaper. He was the richest man in L City. His name was Tang Guofeng.

I didn't expect that the old man was not so simple. He even knew such a powerful person.

I sat next to him, took out paper and paste paper man, listened to their conversation, talked for a long time before getting to the point, "in fact, I'm here for something, I want you to make a coffin."

The old man lit the pot and said with a smile, "coffin? How can you find a place for yourself so soon? "“ To be honest, a few days ago, my daughter Xiaofeng went out to play with her friends. Unfortunately, when she came back, she was in a car accident. " Tang Guofeng's face changed slightly, sighed and said slowly.

"Oh? Is the coffin for Ling Qianjin? "

"Well, that's true, so I'll ask my elder brother to help me and let my daughter go at ease."

On hearing this, the old man no longer said anything. He stood up and said slowly, "I just have a coffin. If you are in a hurry, you should use it first."

The old man took Tang Guofeng to the backyard and reached out to lift the yellow cloth. "You can see if the size fits. Someone ordered this coffin a few days ago, but he didn't come to pick it up."

"Xiao Tian, help me to open the coffin lid." The old man and I opened the lid of the coffin.

"Well, my elder brother's craftsmanship is the same as that of the past, and this size is just right. In this case, I'll ask someone to carry my daughter's body in, and you can choose an auspicious time for my daughter to be buried."

The old man smoked a cigarette and said slowly, "well, this is no problem. First, carry your daughter's body inside. Later, I'll help your daughter choose a tomb and bury it tomorrow."

"Xiaotian, go and help get the body." Several burly men lifted a stretcher from the car, covered with white sheets. I helped them to carry the female corpse into the coffin and put it in the mourning hall. I had a close look at the girl. From the appearance, she should not be very old, just about my age.

Big eyes, melon seed face, delicate facial features appear very pure. The figure is also good, chest drum like stuffed with steamed bread. It's a pity that she looks so beautiful and hasn't been married yet.

The old man's face sank. He took a deep breath of his cigarette and puffed out the ring. The smoke floated into the coffin and turned around the corpse.

In the blink of an eye, the girl's face was as gray as ashes, and the skin on her arm was covered with dark purple spots. But there was a black air in the girl's eyebrow, and she refused to disperse.

Tang Guofeng frowned and said, "what's the matter?"

"How did Ling Qianjin die?" The old man sat on the chair beside him, took two puffs of smoke and said slowly, "I think she is very angry. She died in the street."

"At that time, the accident happened very suddenly. The traffic police said it was a traffic accident, because my daughter drank wine, which led to the tragedy." When Tang Guofeng said this, his face was a little ugly. The feeling of losing his daughter is not understandable. Some people limit the pain to the surface, while others hide it in their heart.

Of course, people like Tang Guofeng don't cry like other people. It's also beneath their status.

"So it's drunk driving?" The old man glared at me. I stood next to him wisely and didn't speak any more. Now the second generation of rich people are all like this. If they don't die, they won't die.

"Let's go out and talk about it. Xiaotian will cover the coffin, light the censer and get a spirit card to let the dead rest in peace."

The old man and Tang Guofeng walked out of the backyard. I took a small censer from the shelf and lit a handful of sandalwood. The Lingtang was finished. "Beauty, you can stay here for one night, and tomorrow you will choose a good place to settle down. You should learn to be smart in your next life. Don't drink and drive!"

"Pa..." suddenly, the censer burst. I was so scared that I sat down on the ground and looked at the censer in shock. The ashes were all over the floor.

"I'm kidding. I know I'm the cheapest. Just stop!" I was about to get up when I saw a thin, pale woman's hand sticking out of the coffin and resting on the edge of it.

"Gaga... Gaga!" His hands were covered with body spots, and his fingernails, like sharp knives, made several deep marks on the coffin.

I climbed up from the ground, the girl has been sitting up, the beautiful face, began to become blue, as white lotus root like smooth skin, also like shrinking like dry black... Until two fangs out of the mouth.

"Ah..." I screamed in horror and tried to hide back, hoping to get under the coffin.

"Gaga..." the female corpse opened her mouth, made a mechanical sound, and a gap split from her mouth.

"My aunt, I didn't offend you. You don't like to be popular. I can light you a cigarette." My heart was shocked. Is this a crime of being too old this year? People who have been dead for a few days actually live.

"What's the name? Come out and sell!" The old man's voice was really effective. The woman's corpse fell down in front of him.

I climbed up from the ground, ran to the old man, panting and said: "deceiving the corpse... The female corpse is alive!"“ Son of a bitch! Pure nonsense... "The old man knocked me on the head with the pot, and said angrily.

Tang Guofeng sighed and said in a deep voice: "brother, you can help me. My daughter won't become a fierce ghost, will she?"

"Judging from your daughter's birthday, Shou yuan hasn't arrived yet, and people who have died violently are not peaceful and will turn into fierce ghosts." The old man frowned slightly, pinched his finger and said, "I think we should bury it tomorrow, otherwise the resentment will be more and more serious, and it will be troublesome at that time."

As soon as Tang Guofeng heard this, his face turned white: "I'll listen to Mr. Liu. I'll thank you very much afterwards."

"Xiaotian, prepare the things for burial. Seal the coffin tonight, and we'll go up the mountain early tomorrow morning." I still have some lingering fear, and I always feel like something is going to happen.