C12 (2/2)

I frowned slightly. The coffin shouldn't be this heavy. You should know that the coffin I bought was made of top-quality wood …

How could a crack appear so easily? Also, why did the lever for carrying the coffin break …

Could it be that the corpse had suddenly become heavy? If that was the case, why didn't the pallbearers sense anything unusual?

The scene in front of me reminded me of yesterday when I tried to use a rope to carry my foster father's body out of Aunt Zhang's house. At that time, the rope suddenly snapped as well.

”Brothers, are you alright?”

The stick broke suddenly, and I was afraid that some of the pallbearers might be hurt, but fortunately they were all right.

At this moment, I saw that Liu Songxian's body was leaning a little towards the side, and he was subconsciously leaning to the side …

It seemed like the injury to his shoulder from earlier had caused his muscles and bones to be injured, and he had not recovered yet.

Without waiting for me to open my mouth to greet him, Liu Songxian suddenly said:

”Girl, this bar is broken, how about …” Is your adoptive father buried here? ”

Hearing Liu Songxian's words, I frowned slightly. Burying was not child's play, choosing a grave could be said to be one of the most important parts in this matter.

He could not bury the corpse there just because the yoke was broken.

It was only a coincidence that the lever broke. If the pole broke in the village, would he bury the corpse in the village?

Just as I was about to refuse, my eyes suddenly move to the place where the coffin landed …

This place... My pupils contracted and I took a deep breath.

This mountain was uneven, but the place where the coffin landed was a very flat place, this kind of terrain was called a nail in the middle of chaos.

It was as if he was nailed to this mess, with a certain sense of stability.

At the same time, the chaos in the surroundings wasn't chaotic. There was a certain order, and upon closer inspection, there was even a sense of turbulence, like that of ocean waves.

There were two types of chaos in the mountains. One type caused people to be distracted, while the other type gave people a sense of beauty that made them feel calm.

Nail in the waves, can clear the air of resentment, calm the mind, plus the general situation of the front and back, this kind of Feng Shui strategy, than the Yin and Yang threads I selected earlier.

He blamed himself for being too careless. He hadn't even realized that he was in such a good position.

At the same time, I was a little surprised. Could there really be some kind of power guiding it? Otherwise, how could such a coincidence have occurred …?

You have to understand that the fall of the coffin was an accident. It actually landed on top of a Feng Shui field that I didn't notice earlier.

This was truly strange …

Even though this explanation was inconceivable, it had to be said that it was possible … It was the burial ground the foster father had chosen for him.

”Buried here, sorry to trouble you.”

Next was digging and burying the coffin. The matter had already reached its conclusion, so the following matter was quite smooth.

However, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. There was no way to burn the paper. They could only place the paper money and the horse in front of the grave.

After the coffin was buried and everything was ready, everyone left. Only I, the Funerary Slave, was still standing in the rain. It was as if I heard those people who left sigh in sympathy.

They... Are you pitying me?

There was nothing to be sorry for. After falling into such a situation, I could only blame myself for being too cowardly.

What's more … At least I'm still alive, and the man in the new grave before me is already dead.

Buried the corpse, but difficult to bury those memories, those painful memories, still reverberate in my heart.

The work of mourning was over, but I was still crying, expressing the pain in my heart through this work.

”What happened? Who did you offend?

Even though you weren't a good person when you were alive, but … ”Since you are already dead, why must you go through all this suffering?”

Sitting at the grave, I seemed to be talking to myself, but also to the people in the grave.

In the blink of an eye, it was already night …