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When everyone saw that Aunt Zhang had put down her hands and closed her eyes, they finally felt at ease.

Taoist Wang said that he would avoid any problems from now on, so he suggested that they should bury him tonight at night. Everyone said that they had no objections, and that they should listen to Taoist Wang.

After dinner, he came back again, preparing to help with the funeral procession for Aunt Zhang. At this time, the courtyard became lively, a group of people were bragging and beating about the bush, and a few monks were chanting. All of their important friends and relatives were there, waiting for the Aunt Zhang funeral.

There was nothing to watch today, it was likely that a series of strange incidents were happening to the Aunt Zhang family, so no one dared to come back. However, there were a few bold people watching from afar.

In their village, the custom of the white matter was that before the funeral, the immediate family members had to kneel in front of the coffin and mourn for ten minutes, crying and burning paper, and then they could get up and go to the grave.

If one were to talk about mourning, the first order on their side were the eldest son and the second son. Only after that would they become brothers and sisters of the deceased.

Everyone was busy with work just now, so no one had time to worry about other things. But at this moment, they realised that Aunt Zhang's son had disappeared! She only had this one son, if he was not here, then the rest of the things would be impossible to proceed. Taoist Wang had also mentioned that the eldest son would have to throw the brazier when she was in the coffin, and walk at the front holding the portrait.

Aunt Zhang's husband brought a few people with him to search everywhere. Due to the absence of his eldest son, the funeral had to be stopped, so they could only wait here.

After a while, the Aunt Zhang husband came back sweating profusely, saying that the person had disappeared!

Soon after, the other young men who had participated in the search also said that they had looked for the eldest son in the house and outside the yard! This time, the chaos turned into a pot of porridge. The guest was a little impatient and kept complaining to the Aunt Zhang husband, talking about why there were so many things about her family.

The dead people in the house were all aggrieved, but the words of the guests made them all anxious. They wanted to argue with them, and the monks that were chanting also stood up, rolling up their sleeves and preparing to fight.

The two groups had a total of around twenty to thirty people. The situation was extremely chaotic, and Taoist Wang was extremely anxious as well.

However, right at this moment, the coffin placed on the wooden shelf in the middle of the yard suddenly made a 'bang bang' sound out for no reason.

Everyone stopped and looked at the coffin.

In the evening, the lid of the coffin was already closed, so no one could see what was going on inside. However, everyone present could hear that the sound was coming from inside the coffin.

Everyone was stunned, even Taoist Wang and Great Master, being experienced and profound people, were frowning, not to mention the others.

The banging sounds were getting louder and louder. Sometimes it was the sounds coming from the coffin walls, sometimes it was the sounds coming from the lid, as if someone was struggling inside.

Taoist Wang thought, could it be that Aunt Zhang had faked her corpse? Or was she not dead at all?

Until there was a faint cry for help from inside the coffin, as if someone was calling for help.

Taoist Wang suddenly shouted. Don't just stand there, quickly open the coffin, there is someone inside!

As if they had awoken from a dream, Taoist Wang's son was the first to rush forward, followed by a few brave young men. They took great pains to open the coffin lid.

As soon as the lid was opened, a figure jumped out and sat on the ground.

Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Aunt Zhang's son. This fellow's hair stood up straight as she sat on the ground and pointed at the coffin while trembling and said, ”I can't bury you! I can't bury you! My mother has a grudge!”

Everyone was scared out of their wits. They never thought that their eldest son, who they had found in a circle, would actually be hiding in the coffin!

Taoist Wang and the guests looked inside the coffin and saw that Aunt Zhang was lying there without any changes. In other words, the eldest son had been resting his head on Aunt Zhang's corpse inside the coffin the whole time …

Aunt Zhang's husband hurriedly rushed out to pull his son up, and asked him with a heartache: ”What's wrong with you, why did you run into your mother's coffin?”

The eldest son repeated breathlessly, ”Mao …” Hair... Hair...

Hearing his tone, he still had something to say, but for some reason, the husband of Aunt Zhang anxiously stopped him. She did not let him say it out loud, but forced his son to mourn for his mother.

The young men closed the coffin with all their might, and the others urged their eldest son to mourn for your mother to be buried as soon as possible.

The eldest son was obviously afraid of his father, but since he had something to say in his heart, he suppressed it in the end.

His eldest son was forced by his father to grieve for Aunt Zhang. He knelt in front of the brazier, preparing to burn the paper.

Just at this time, Taoist Wang shouted, wait!

When Taoist Wang shouted this, Aunt Zhang and her son immediately stood up from the ground, waiting for orders.

The husband of the Aunt Zhang asked the Taoist Wang what orders she had. However, the Taoist Wang told them that the funeral couldn't be held today.

The husband of the Aunt Zhang asked him why, the Taoist Wang said that the Aunt Zhang has grievances in her heart, this matter can be done on another day!

Aunt Zhang's body already started to stink. It was impossible to not bury it.

The father and son of the Zhang family came over to beg for their help. Today, they would have to bury them no matter what. They could not leave them behind any longer.

The Taoist Wang ignored him and turned to ask the customer. Where is the room?

The customer took the hint and pointed to the west wing.

Taoist Wang walked over and kicked open the door to the west wing.