Inherit the family's old shop

Chapter 11
"So you are still indebted to that dead baby!" the old cripple interjected, stunned for a moment, and the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched, "Good guy, this old man...it's not easy!"

"That's right. That night, the old man asked him to get three coffins, one big, one small, and three coffins, and a big pot of cinnabar paint. He painted the three coffins all over, and buried the little Hua Dan'er and the dead baby in them respectively. In the red coffin. The remaining one was placed in the main hall. "Speaking of this, Mr. Cheng paused, and I felt that he would continue to talk, but at this time he suddenly coughed and opened his mouth Just spit out a big puddle of blood.

Boss Cheng was in a hurry when he saw it, and hurried to get some water and medicine. Mr. Cheng waved his hand, and his breath seemed to be held in his throat, "Old brother, I won't say more about some things. It's time. You also come back Bar!"

I didn't expect that when it came to this, the old man Cheng actually gave the order to evict the guest, and the old cripple nodded in response, with a somewhat disappointed expression on his face. Looking at their faces, I always felt that they had something to say on their faces. These words Needless to say, this expression is already clear.

The old cripple went out, and I followed closely. Just as I reached the back door of the coffin shop, there was a mournful cry from the inner room, "Dad...you wake up. Dad, Dad, wake up!"

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng is gone." I turned my head and looked at the inner room, and saw Mr. Cheng sitting on the grand teacher's chair from afar, his sunken eyes were round and round, and my heart skipped a beat. His eyes were actually closed, and there was a hint of a smile on his lips, which was so hard to see through.

Boss Cheng was crying, the old cripple looked back, said nothing, and patted me on the shoulder, "Son, let's go!"

The old cripple limped along in front, without saying a word all the way, I followed closely behind, I couldn't see the old cripple's face clearly, but I could feel the atmosphere, the indescribable depression, the old cripple Can a cripple cry? I have this question in my mind.

All the way to the door of the old house, the old cripple stopped at the door and looked up at the old house, "Hey let's go, let's go, you old bastard is relieved, old bastard, throw this mess to Who?"

"The family's bastard stuff, it's not a thing!"

The old cripple cursed a few words inexplicably, then turned to look at me, his dark wrinkled old face was very calm, but I could still see a trace of moisture in the corner of his eyes, the old cripple sighed, "Son, let's go in, then Let me, the old man, tell you what the old man will do next!"

Following the old cripple to the backyard, the old cripple opened the door, "Son, go in, wait for me in the back room, I'll get something!"

To be honest, in the three or two days since I came to this old house, I have never been in the back room of the old cripple. Even if we chatted until midnight that night, I just sat on the bench in the outer room.

I stepped into the back room, and I was shocked when I saw it. Good guy. This old cripple is a good crafter!
The room is very simple, with a broken bed, a small table, and other than that, there is only a big red rooster hanging from a rope on the beam. At first glance, I really thought it was real.

The colorful feathers, the big boss carved from the cockscomb, and the one-meter-long rooster are all carved vividly, especially those eyes, which look like real ones when they look at me.

The old cripple entered the back room, saw me staring at the big red rooster on the beam, and grinned, "Why, do you like it?"

"I like it. Hey, I'm afraid I don't have this life to take it away!" I laughed and cried.

"Don't talk nonsense about where this is. Back then, I could carry a blade up to the neck, you're a bear!" The old cripple smiled, looking at the beam, "It's just a rooster that crows in the morning. Not on the stage, if you like it, I will give you one to take back with you later!"

I nodded, thinking that the old cripple has such a high level of craftsmanship. If this is placed in the carving industry, he would be a master-level figure, but this...suddenly I feel a little wrong, "Master...what are you talking about...you Said it was for snoring!"

The old cripple smiled like an old fox, "What's wrong, I don't believe it! You were crushed by a ghost at night, do you remember hearing the crowing of a rooster twice and the sound of clappers being knocked!"

I suddenly realized that when I dreamed about the ceremony of paying homage to the dead, if it weren’t for the two cock crows, I would not have been able to wake up. It turned out that the old cripple had been helping me in the dark. Thinking of this, I felt my face burning. I really misunderstood the old cripple.

The old cripple saw that my face was not right, and smiled and said, "Don't think about it, let's talk about your business first, baby. Let me ask you a question, and you have to answer me honestly!"

"Say it!" I replied

"The old cripple looked at me, and his face suddenly became a little more serious," My son, to be honest, do you know a man named Chen Yuanli! "

"Chen Yuanli" I read a sentence, this is also from my old Chen family, but I really don't know the name.

"Have not heard!"

"Have you never heard of it?" the old cripple asked again.

"To be honest, sir, I have never heard of it!" I shook my head in denial.

The old cripple's face changed a little, as if he was a little disappointed, but he passed away in a blink of an eye, still smiling a little, "Okay, it's fine if you don't know each other, I'll tell you the story that the old man hasn't finished telling. Speak!"

The old cripple lit the cigarette pot, took a sip of the cigarette, and said, "The old gentleman that the old man said is indeed a master. This red coffin is not something that ordinary people can do. The cinnabar paint seals the evil, and the coffin is nailed. Speaking of which, that old gentleman knows a lot!"

"Hey, but that little Huadaner can't be sealed in a red coffin. Don't forget that there is not only that dead baby, but also the 27 lives that were burnt to death. This is what the old Cheng family does. But the lack of morality is too great!"

"The Cheng family's house went quiet for a few days, but it started again within a few days, and it became more and more serious. After Xiaohua Dan'er's seven days, there was a ghost in the old house for most of the day. There is no way to stay in this house!"

The old cripple sighed, "Actually, since the troubles started, the people in this house have run away, and there are not many people left. They are all from the old Cheng's family. It's not that they don't run away, but .Even if they left this house, the grievances and debtors would follow them. Speaking of which, this was more terrifying than death. But even if you want to die, you can’t die.”

"Later, there was really no other way. People from the Cheng family inquired about the old man, sent people to travel across most of China, and finally found him in Hebei."

I suddenly realized in my heart, no wonder the old cripple wanted to ask me about Chen Yuanli, it turned out that he was from Hebei, and happened to be surnamed Chen, so he thought he was a relative of my own family.

The old cripple pointed to the main hall in the front yard, "Boy, do you know what the layout of the main hall looks like?"

I thought about it for a long time, then shook my head, "It looks a little weird, but I can't tell where it's coming from!"

"The old cripple nodded, "You can't see it from the front, the house in the main hall should be seen from the back, it actually looks like a grave! "

"Grave" I was shocked, recalling the pattern of the old house, looking from the back, it really looks like a tomb.

"The main hall and room have been changed. If we have this kind of means, I dare say that the whole of China may not exceed this number!" The old cripple stretched out a hand, showing five fingers.

"The old cripple frowned, "This man can change his luck, but not his fate. It's the same with this house. It can change its feng shui situation, but if it wants to change the yin and yang situation, the method is amazing. ! "

"Boy, I told you to leave when you came, not because of anything else, but because this house is not a place for people to stay in. The house in the main hall is actually a private house, which is a special place for the dead!" The old cripple breathed a sigh of relief, "The old gentleman used some means to forcibly turn a mansion into a yin and yang situation, sealed the corpse in a red coffin, sealed the little Huadaner, the dead baby and the 27 lonely ghosts." In this vampire."

(End of this chapter)