Next to the coffin was Steamed Bun's coffin. He was sharpening the knife beside the coffin. This scene looked quite strange.

I was about to shout out and ask him what he was doing. Second Master Lin immediately stopped me, signalling for me to be quiet.

The room was such a big place, although we did not make a sound, we were still discovered by Bao Wenjun.

He raised his head. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with a strange smile.

When he looked at us, he did not stop sharpening the knife in his hand.

That gaze, it was as though it wanted to eat us!

Second Master Lin whispered. He's been possessed!

Although we all know that Bao Wenjun is Steamed Bun's brother and the two of us are brothers, what does he mean by sharpening his blade here?

But before we could react, Bao Wenjun raised the blade in his hand and slashed towards us!

Surprised and surprised, Second Master Lin reacted quickly.

He grabbed Bao Wenjun's neck with one hand and used his middle finger to poke the center of his forehead.

Come to think of it, it was weird that Bao Wenjun fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Da Jian and I were dumbfounded. What exactly is going on?

Second Master Lin waved his hand to tell us not to worry, it wasn't a big deal.

Then he went to the door and looked around.

Da Jian asked what he was looking for. He said that he wanted to see exactly what caused Bao Wenjun to be infected by this evil spirit.

So we followed him, not daring to leave.

After searching the courtyard, he didn't find anything amiss.

Finally, the Second Master Lin fixed his eyes on the "Shadow Lamp" that was hung on the door frame.

He slapped his forehead and said how could he forget about this!

Before, Second Master Lin had said that the "Yin Light" was to lure souls home, so it could not be extinguished before burial.

But in the past two days, we've encountered too many things, so we don't have the time to worry about it.

This time, however, the shadow light was extinguished and something happened.

It's a good thing that we made it in time, if not the pig slaughtering knife in Bao Wenjun's hand, would have created such a mess!

The Second Master Lin asked the Xiao Tao to go inside the house to look for candles. Da Jian and I followed him out of the hall and into the courtyard to see if there were any more mistakes.

Just at this moment, Da Jian's miserable cries came from inside the house!

We ran back to the house to see what was going on.

Xiao Tao stood in the middle of the room, his mouth was wide open as he looked above him …

Bao Wenjun hanged himself!

There was a rope tied to the beam, and directly beneath him was Steamed Bun's coffin.

With such a high ceiling beam, he must have stepped on the coffin to lift it up.

Second Master Lin shouted. F * ck you, what are you standing there for! Save them!

As if we had just awoken from a dream, Da Jian and Xiao Tao volunteered themselves and quickly stepped on the coffin to hug Bao Wenjun, while Second Master Lin and I followed suit.

Fortunately, the rope was not tightened so it managed to pull Bao Wenjun down in a few breaths.

After placing him on the ground, the Second Master Lin let out a sigh of relief.

He said he was lucky to find out in time, that there was no danger to his life, and that it wouldn't be long before he woke up.

Hearing this, my hanging heart finally relaxed.

Da Jian was a little flustered. He asked Second Master Lin, otherwise, he would bury the bun here and now.

Second Master Lin said he had already planned on doing this, but he had to untie the rope first.

We weren't in the mood to ask why we had to untie the rope first.

Da Jian wanted to step on the coffin to untie the rope, but he was stopped by the Second Master Lin.

He said that he was stepping on the coffin to save the dead, so he was forced to stop, and was extremely disrespectful to the dead.

We found a bench for you. Da Jian stood on it and untied the rope. Xiao Tao supported him from below.

The room's beams were higher, the rope was especially short, and they had to step on a stool to reach the rope. They did not know how Bao Wenjun had managed to hang himself.

I asked them if they could use it. Da Jian said there was no need.

Seeing that nothing had happened, the Second Master Lin instructed me to follow him and light the Shadow Lamps.

I almost forgot about lighting the lamp after the accident just now.

However, just as Second Master Lin and I were about to walk out of the hall and light the lamps, a scream came from behind us.

We ran back to the house, and when I saw what was happening, I sat down on the floor in fright.

It was unknown when, but Da Jian, who was standing on the chair, had already hung himself up.

The Xiao Tao s below were also dumbfounded.

Second Master Lin and I quickly ran over and saved the hanging Da Jian.

After Da Jian was saved, he clutched his neck and coughed for a long time before recovering.

When I asked him what was the matter, he said that the stool had been very stable, but for some reason he slipped and got his neck in.

If he were to ask Xiao Tao again, he would be even more unclear. In short, Da Jian suddenly had his neck inside.

The few of us stared at each other, even Second Master Lin was at his wit's end.

I thought, fuck you, I don't believe this shit!

I immediately stepped on it, but lost my balance and fell off the stool.

However, he didn't fall and only kowtowed.

Afterwards, the few of us took turns to step on the rope, but it never went well, either falling off the stool or breaking its legs.

The hanging rope was becoming more and more evil.

The Xiao Tao was getting anxious. He begged the Second Master Lin to not bother with the rope and directly bury the bun!

The Second Master Lin shook his head. He said that all of you have seen it too, today Bao Wenjun hanged himself.

Hearing Second Master Lin's words, we were frozen in place, no one dared to take another step forward.

Finally, my eyes lit up as I thought of a solution!

There was a long bamboo pole in the yard, so he found a candle to tie onto it and used the flame of the candle to burn the rope.

Everyone slapped their thighs, not expecting this.

I didn't have time to be complacent. I quickly found a bamboo pole and tied it to a candle. Everything was ready.

Second Master Lin told me to be careful, and to let it go when the situation arises.

Even without his words, I am extremely careful.

I lifted the pole and held the lit candle out to the rope on the beam.

But then, something even more serious happened.

Before the bamboo pole could reach the rope, the candle tied to it suddenly fell down!

The candle fell on the wreath next to the coffin.

Originally, the wreath had been tied with paper for the time being, but as soon as it touched fire, it instantly caught on fire.

In the blink of an eye, the flames had already reached the wall.

The fire spread rapidly, as if gasoline had been poured everywhere.

My first thought was to run!

Second Master Lin is the calmest, he shouted loudly. Let me carry Bao Wenjun out while the others can carry the coffin out with him!

I sighed in my heart, luckily Second Master Lin had reminded me, otherwise Bao Wenjun would have been burnt alive!

I didn't care about anything else as I lifted Bao Wenjun who was on the ground and ran out. I temporarily put him in the middle of the courtyard and ran back to help them.

Within a few minutes, the entire hall had been set ablaze!

It was already hard to say if they could still make it out.

But I jumped in without hesitation.

Amidst the thick smoke, the three of them pushed the coffin with difficulty and moved out.

Since the coffin had four corners and they only had three people, they couldn't lift it.

With my help, the four of us quickly carried the coffin to the courtyard.

The thick smoke made us cough for a long time.

The huge amount of smoke alarmed the other villagers. They all came over with pots and pans to help put out the fire.

I was a little touched in my heart. Even though everyone in the village avoided us because of this matter, when there was an emergency, everyone came over to help.

Perhaps this is the truest, simplest aspect of us rural people.

The fire was put out by everyone's efforts.

However, the main hall of Baozi's home was basically finished.

The only fortunate thing was that Steamed Bun's corpse and Bao Wenjun's life had been saved.

However, what made his hair stand on end was that even though the entire room had been burnt beyond recognition, the rope on the roof was still intact.

It seemed like what the Second Master Lin said was true. If he did not remove the rope, the bun could not be buried.

A lot of people didn't know what was going on, so they started talking all over the place, asking us to bury Steamed Bun as soon as possible.

In order to not cause more trouble, Da Jian and Second Master Lin tried their best to get rid of the villagers who were fighting the fire.

Just as we were thinking about what to do, Second Master Lin suddenly slapped his thigh.

He asked us to find the dishes and chopsticks that the steamed buns used before they died.