The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 280 Comrades, Thank you for your hard work (2)
After all, the people in the coffin are so disgusted that they are treated like this after death.

The person on the left, carrying the coffin, asked the person on the right: "Who was that woman just now? She was crying like a dead husband."

The one on the right said: "Maybe it's a confidante hidden by the master during his lifetime."

The one on the left wondered: "Master died a year ago, why are you crying so much?"

The one on the right sneered: "Who knows, but the old lady was mean in life, and she just needs a mourner."

The two carried the coffin, talking and laughing.

"Eh!"

Suddenly he sighed.

The footsteps on the right paused: "Who is sighing? Are you sighing?"

The one on the left was startled: "It's not me."

"Who is that?"

Hundreds of people looked at each other and pricked up their ears.

"Eh!"

Another sigh, listen carefully, it is a woman, listen carefully, it came out of the coffin.

Immediately, the wind blew, and the hundred people felt chills on their backs, and looked at the coffin.

suddenly……

boom!
With a loud noise, the coffin lid flew into the sky.

In the next second, a human head protruded from the coffin, and there was a sentence of mourning: "It's all right to have three wives and four concubines to make things difficult for the old man, and I won't let the old man live in peace after death." A pair of plain white hands stuck out of the coffin, Another lament, "It's not good to find a girl somewhere, I have to go to the Mandrill Soul Cave to find flowers and ask willows."

No, the one who was pregnant just now is the number one card in Mandrill Soul Cave: Xunhua.

Another plain hand came out, and then, a face, very white, very white, like... a ghost.

The tooth on the left is trembling: "Old, old..."

The legs on the right were trembling: "Old lady!"

The person in the coffin sat up, lay down on the side, and threw a smiling face: "Good boy." Then, he wiped his face, a little annoyed, "What kind of powder is this, will it affect my white and tender skin? "

Hoo hoo hoo... the wind blows.

Someone in the crowd trembled and said, "Ghost...ghost."

ghost?Is there such a beautiful ghost?
Rong Qiannian grinned, revealing a row of white teeth: "Comrades, you have worked hard."

Suddenly there was silence, and a flock of crows flew by.

next second...

"what!"

"Ah...ah!"

Hundreds of people, let go, let go, run!

"Ah...ah!"

"Ouch."

With a crisp wail, the coffin fell to the ground, creating a pit. Inside the coffin, someone bared his teeth, touched his bottom, and wailed, "Old lady's ass."

Nima, fortunately, it's not the chest that hit the ground.

The crowd was running, the crowd was shouting.

"Cheat corpse!"

"Cheat corpse!"

"..."

Rong Qiannian looked up with a cold look: "You lied to your sister's corpse, why are you running away?" Standing up, she stepped on the edge of the coffin and shouted, "Stop, everyone."

After saying a word, the group of people in front who were shitting their shit stopped abruptly, turned around, and knelt down with a plop, "Husband, madam, spare your life."

"Madam, please forgive me."

"..."

These grandchildren!

Rong Qiannian straightened his wife's hair bun, sat upright, folded his hands, which was dignified, but he became evil as soon as he opened his mouth: "Forgive me, okay, but you have to be obedient, or..." She wiped a thick layer With a pink chin, he grinned, "I've turned into a ghost, and I'm looking for you to go out at night holding candles."

Night tour with candlelight?

More than a hundred people, who cried more than half and urinated less, ran back in unison. Those who carried the coffin carried the coffin, the Duanling tablet, and the rest, weeping together.

Why is life so bitter, haunted by ghosts.

The woman shouted: "Don't cry!"

All of a sudden, there was no sound, and weeping intermittently.

Why is life so hard? If you get entangled in a ghost, it's still a ghost!
Ever since, a group of people wept silently, trembling slightly, carried the coffin and walked up.

A certain person was sitting in a coffin, lying on his side, leaning, lying on his stomach, crouching, turning over and over, and took off the bun on his head, and three thousand black hairs fell out. With a pink and white face, he looked even more like a ghost. He cursed inside: "Damn, what a crap." Immediately, he kicked the coffin.

After saying those words, the coffin suddenly jolted, Rong Qiannian kicked his foot in the air, smashed his butt onto the coffin, and grinned again.

Damn, it fell in the same place.

Fortunately, not boobs.

Rong Qiannian roared angrily, "Die!"

Carrying the coffin on the left with a pale face: "Old, old lady."

"This... this..." The face on the right was green, and he pointed.

Rong Qiannian lay on the coffin and raised her eyelids.

Ahead, a cold-faced young man dressed in black, expressionless and burdened, stood in the middle of the path.

Rong Qiannian smiled, reached out and touched the head of the man carrying the coffin on the left, coaxing: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this is black impermanence."

One ghost is fine, but there is also a black impermanence.

The man shook his hand, and the coffin shook.

"boom!"

Someone landed on his buttocks, with a whitened face, the makeup trembled three times, and his hands trembled, rubbing that side.

Nima, it's still the same place.

Fortunately, not boobs.

Rong Qiannian rubbed her eyes, raised her eyes, cast a cold look at her, and said angrily, "If you shake your old body with your hands again, you will be haunted by this old body!"

The coffin bearer didn't dare to shake his hands anymore, his legs were weak, and he thought silently: The king of Hades wants to kill me.

Then again, the funeral procession continued to carry the coffin, carried on to the altar, continued to cry, their feet trembled and their hands trembled, but the coffin did not tremble.

The coffin was shaking, and Rong Qian was swaying in his thoughts. He lay down very comfortably, with his legs crossed, holding a plate of sacrificial melons and fruits in his hand, eating and throwing them out.

She asked casually: "Wait for me?" Lazily and carelessly.

The young man who was walking on the side of the coffin raised his eyes slightly and parted his lips lightly: "Wait." Gan Lie's pleasant voice, but there was no ups and downs in tone.

Another banana peel was thrown out of the coffin.

"Catch me?" It was still so uninhibited and lazy.

The boy turned his eyes: "One." After a while, he uttered another word, "Get up."

"Together?" Rong Qiannian smiled, stood up with a plate of melons and fruits, raised Danfeng's eyes, stopped joking, and asked seriously, "Do you know where I'm going? Do you know what I'm going to do?"

"Know."

A word, without any hesitation, that always expressionless face, raised high, it is rare to show the stubbornness of that age.

He is, after all, a child.

Rong Qiannian helped her heart, why is it so distressing.

"She will kill you." After a pause, her tone was a little heavy, and she called him, "Li Ran."

On weekdays, she always yelled in five steps. When she was annoyed by the speed of his speech, she would just call a few words like "little beauty". For the first time, she called his name so solemnly. Forgotten name.

(End of this chapter)