The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 537

My face immediately turned pale, and Hu Youyu's face also showed suspicion.

We all know that a situation like this means that the deceased has unresolved grievances.

Hu Youyu's son, Hu Ermeng, yelled at Little Fly: "Hey, Little Fly, what's the matter with your master? If your master has something to deal with, why don't you use us as a backstop?"

The little fly was also taken aback, but soon he realized it and slapped himself on the forehead: "Oh, it's all my fault, I'm too busy to forget. I have a solution, just wait for me for a while, and it will be fine soon..."

The little fly quickly ran back to the bone room, and about three to four minutes later, the iron door was opened again.

Wearing a blood-red robe, carrying a pale yellow lantern with two flags stuck behind his back, Little Fly came out of the bone room.

I recognized it at a glance, this blood-colored robe was the outfit that the old stall used to go out to pick bones at that time.The two white flags are called Tongming flags.That lantern is called a bone-seeking lantern.According to the old stall, the lantern is made of human skin, which looks very creepy.

The little fly carried the already lit lantern, and used the lantern to circle around the four people carrying the coffin.

Hu Youyu and Hu Ermeng were a little reluctant, but the little fly said: "It's for your own good, it's best not to move."

The little fly had a gloomy face, scaring Hu Youyu and Hu Ermeng too.But Sha Qiang is still looking at the lantern and giggling.

Then the little fly took the lantern to the head of the coffin again, and tapped the top of the coffin three times with the handle of the lantern.

Bang, bang, bang...

There was a crisp knocking sound, and the little fly raised the lantern and shouted loudly: "There is a way to the dark world, and the gods choose the bones... Lift up the coffin..."

The thing is so evil, just now the four people couldn't lift the coffin with all their strength together, this time after the little fly's tossing, the coffin was lifted up smoothly with another force.

Xiao Feizi showed joy, carrying the lantern, and walked in the front, leading four people to carry the coffin out of the yard of the old stall.

I carried my things on my back, scattered paper money along the road, and followed the team into Fuyang Mountain.

We need to pass through Nanliu Village to enter the mountain.We walked all the way, and wherever we passed, the villagers' houses were closed, and we couldn't even see a person.

But that's okay, we passed through the village smoothly and marched all the way into the mountains.

At the mountain pass, although the coffin was not too heavy, the four of them still felt sore shoulders after walking for so long. They needed to switch positions and take a short rest, otherwise it would be impossible for them to have the strength to carry the coffin for two hours.

Little Fly prepared four logs in advance, placed them on the four bottom pads of the coffin, and asked four people to gently place the coffin on the four logs.I understand that the coffin cannot be soiled until it is buried.Otherwise, the homophony of "landing" and "lost rank" indicates that the future generations will have bad luck.

Little Fly held the bone-finding lamp again, murmured words, and circled the coffin three times, asking me to follow him and throw paper money along the road.

Paper money fluttered down all over the sky, and was picked up by the wind again, flying all over the sky.

It seems that the little fly has not been with the old stall for a long time, but he has learned a lot.After turning around three times, he used the handle of the lantern again, tapped three o'clock on the head of the coffin, and shouted loudly again: "Lift the coffin..."

The coffin was lifted again by four people and walked towards the mountain.

The mountain road was rugged, but fortunately the four of them carried it fairly steadily.Hu Youyu's father was probably also infected by this solemn atmosphere, so he didn't say anything more along the way.

We walked along the mountain road into the mountain, stopping and going, and every time we stopped, the little fly had to repeat the previous operation.

The little fly led us in front, bypassed a mountain ridge, and walked into a valley.I took a look at the mountain, the trees here are lush, the surrounding breeze is gentle, it feels very comfortable to blow on the body, and the air is very fresh.Although I don't know Fengshui, my intuition tells me that the Fengshui bureau here should be good.

At this time, Hu Youyu, who was carrying the coffin, finally spoke. He asked the little fly who was walking in front: "I said, why haven't you reached the place yet? You didn't say you were going to walk so many mountain roads at the time?"

Little Fly pointed to a hill ahead and said, "Everyone, work harder, climb up that hill ahead, and you should be there."

Unexpectedly, after hearing Xiao Yingzi's words, Hu Youyu and Hu Ermeng exchanged winks, and they dropped one end of the coffin to the ground as soon as they lowered their shoulders.

They were walking in the front, and when they put down their poles, they shook Pang Dahai and Shaqiang behind them, and Pang Dahai cursed: "Damn it, what's going on? Put it down and don't say a word?"

The little fly was walking in front, heard the voice behind, looked back, and found that one end of the coffin had fallen to the ground, the color changed drastically, and shouted: "Who told you to put the coffin on the ground? This... something will happen. ..."

Hu Youyu threw the stick, squatted on the ground and lit the pipe again, and said nonchalantly, "Don't do this with us, what's going on? I know that when the coffin falls to the ground, it means that future generations will fail. Why don't you believe me, what does it have to do with this coffin if you don't get the No. [-] Scholar? Besides, the old stall doesn't even have any descendants, so what are you afraid of failing?"

The little fly was very annoyed, and said: "It's not what you said at all, this...how...what should I do?"

"What... what should I do? Add money, we won't leave if you don't add money. I won't leave even if I'm stupid, I'll take down the stick..."

Hu Youyu waved at Shaqiang.

Unexpectedly, this idiot really listened to Hu Youyu's words, giggled silly, and took off his stick.

Pang Haihai was the only one still holding the stick, and he pointed at Hu Youyu angrily and scolded: "You are too inhuman? Are you sitting on the ground and raising the price now?"

Hu Youyu sneered and said: "Brother, don't say it so harshly, don't think I didn't hear it. Just now he promised you 3000 yuan, right? Our father and father don't make things difficult for you, give us the same price as you, and we will continue Go forward, or you will hire someone else, right? Also, let me remind you, the time for the burial is not far away now?"

"Damn it... Are you here with my buddies?" Pang Dahai was so angry that he was about to strike with the stick in his hand.

Hu Ermeng over there also started to fight, seeing that the two sides fought together.

"Stop it all, listen quickly, what's the sound..."

The little fly suddenly shouted loudly from the side.

There was a cry in that voice, and the tone was a bit wrong.

The two sides did not dare to move, and both stopped to listen to the movement.

clack clack...

That scalp-numbing voice came from inside the coffin.There should still be someone scratching inside.

(End of this chapter)