Chapter 1203

There was a small yard with the coffin in the lobby opposite the door.

There are rooms with closed doors on both sides. There are also rooms on the left side of Jiang Wanbai. The door of the room is open. Just as the man puts down the basket on his back, the old man sits in a chair beside him, wriggling his lips, not knowing what he is saying.

"Is there anyone in that coffin?" Jiang Wanbai asked curiously.

The man looked up at her with no expression on his face. "That's for my father."

Jiang Wanbai was stunned for a moment and didn't ask any more questions.

She knows that this is the case in some places. When the old people get old, they either go to the coffin shop by themselves or the younger generation go to the coffin shop to prepare the coffin for later use.

But those who don't have enough money at home, commonly known as those who don't even have a coffin, can naturally save this step. After they die, they will be buried in peace by a mat.

Since the coffin was prepared by a man for his father, it should be empty now. Jiang Wanbai is no longer interested. He walks around the yard and looks at it casually and asks, "why is the Yizhuang built here? Was there a village around here before? "

"No As the man took out the things in the basket, he said to Jiang wanwan: "originally, Yizhuang was the village of Tangjia Town, but before we built it, something terrible happened in Tangjia town."

When the man said this, his hands moved for a meal and looked at Jiang Wanbai again, with a strange look.

Green bamboo had been squatting at the door to look at him, suddenly saw his eyes become so strange, immediately was scared, covered his mouth and shrank back.

The man noticed his reaction and took a look at him.

"What terrible thing? Can you tell me? " Jiang Wanbai turned almost, so he walked back and said to the man.

Qi Qingxing moved a bench from under the eaves and put it in the middle of the yard. He took Jiang Wanbai and sat down. They were facing the man's direction, just like sitting and waiting for the story.

The man took back his sight and was about to speak. The old man sitting behind him suddenly raised his voice, "corpse! It's a corpse

"What kind of autopsy?" Jiang Wanbai is curious. He looks at the old man and the man. He doesn't know if the corpse mentioned by the old man is related to the villa.

The man turned to the boss and said, "Dad, I'll just say it. You'll just sit down."

The old man seemed to understand his son's words. After the man said this, he really lowered his head and restored to his former appearance. He kept muttering something, but his voice was low and vague, and Jiang Wanbai couldn't hear clearly.

In addition, the man said something about tangjiazhen at this time. Jiang Wanbai took his attention from the old man and turned to the man.

A man's voice is very different from his appearance. His voice is very low and hoarse, a bit like a person suffering from cold, and his voice has broken that feeling. However, when he is not in a hurry or slow to speak, it is not very uncomfortable.

On the contrary, because of his voice, something really terrible has become less terrible.

The man said, "there was a random burial post near Tangjia Town, which had existed since the existence of Tangjia town. It seems that nothing terrible has happened for hundreds of years, until that year..."