C37 (1/2)

I've never even seen a dead person in my life, not to mention a dead person staring at you with his eyes wide open!

At that time, I was so scared that I backed up a few steps. After resting for a long time, I whispered a question to him.

It was as if my words had touched a nerve in Lao Er. He turned around and glared at me, then gritted his teeth and said to me. You still dare to say that my brother died with grievances? I will make you die with regrets today! Brothers, keep fighting! Fight to the death, if anything happens, just let me be!

The group from before, who had been carrying sticks, now approached me with sticks in their hands and surrounded me.

Lao Er shouted. Kneel! Kowtow to my brother!

I heard there was a fire going on. A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. From ancient times until now, I have never heard of anyone kneeling and kowtowing to his peers.

Then, I said to Bao Wenjun, Lao Er, if there's any misunderstanding, let's say it in front of everyone, or if you guys can solve it by beating me up, then do it, but I can't break the rules, I can't do it.

I really didn't expect that my old classmate would turn hostile just like that. He shot a look at the two people closest to me, and those two understood what he meant. They immediately gave me a kick to force me to kneel down.

At this moment, the humiliation in my heart has reached its limit. I thought to myself, Bao Wenjun, from now on, I will break off all ties with you. I will remember this humiliation.

After I was forced to kneel down, Bao Wenjun took something out from his messy bag and waved it around, and then shouted, ”Did anyone see, it was this thing that killed my brother, it was Zhang Yang who played tricks on me, bringing back such a sinister thing from India, not only did it cause my brother to become rich, he even provoked a lawsuit, and now died with grievances!”

With that, Bao Wenjun placed the item on the small table that held the portrait.

I could clearly see that there was a Black Infant in the bottle. It was the Holy Infant that I invited over to help Steamed Bun.

Bao Wenjun continued, today I will smash this bottle in front of my brother and burn this damned baby!

Hearing this, I immediately stopped him and shouted, Lao Er, don't smash it! Don't let it leak out your true qi!

The red-eyed Bao Wenjun didn't listen to me at all, he pointed at me and cursed, 'After I finish this thing, I'll come and take care of me!

After he finished speaking, he raised his hammer, and hammered down. With a ”Hua la” sound, the glass jar instantly shattered, and the liquid inside flowed all over the place, and even splashed onto Bao Wenjun's face.

The poor Black Infant fell down from the small table and laid on its back quietly.

Just as he smashed the jar to pieces, something happened.

The coffin was originally placed on a wooden shelf, but for some reason, with a loud sound, the wooden shelf suddenly cracked open and the coffin fell heavily onto the ground.

What was even more bizarre was that the red lacquer coffin that seemed to be extremely sturdy was actually broken into pieces. Both sides of the coffin were split open, revealing the corpse of Steamed Bun within.

This sudden turn of events caused the scene to fall into chaos once again. The timid ones ran away and hid in the distance to watch.

No one present, not even I, had ever seen such a scene, and all of them were dumbfounded, especially Bao Wenjun, who was completely stunned.

Steamed Bun's eyes were just like before, wide open. His eyeballs almost popped out.

Only after a long while did Bao Wenjun regain his senses, telling the others to stop staring blankly and instruct one of them to notify the Coffin Maker, and forge another coffin as soon as possible. The others followed him and thought of a way to close Steamed Bun's eyes.

But after thinking about it, Steamed Bun couldn't close his eyes.

I thought of my grandfather. When he passed away, he couldn't even close his eyes, and was then forced by the Second Uncle to glue it to his body.

Of course, this method obviously couldn't be applied to Steamed Bun. Originally, they had already forgotten about this matter. If I suggested this solution again, they would definitely skin me alive, so they had to think of a good method.

Bao Wenjun told everyone, they would be buried today no matter what, and if anyone had a way to make Steamed Bun close his eyes, they would be rewarded with 10,000 yuan.

Even though they were faced with the temptation of a high reward, no one dared to stand out and agree to it. This was because they had tried everything they could just now, but there was nothing they could do about it.

At this time, I stood out from the crowd and said to Bao Wenjun, I have a way to make Steamed Bun close his eyes, and I don't want a single cent!

Bao Wenjun was completely furious as he waved his hand and said, ”Scram!”

Before I even opened my mouth to speak, a relative of Bao Family stepped forward to smooth things over. He said that if we didn't get buried today at this critical moment, it would be too easy to break the rules. Let's put down our personal grudges. Then let him give it a try. It wouldn't be too late to deal with this brat after this matter is settled!

Bao Wenjun, after all, was someone who had received higher education, he understood if it wasn't on a priority basis. After hearing what that person said just now, his expression immediately eased up, and he said to me, ”If you make my brother unable to close his eyes, then don't think of leaving the village today.”

I ignored him and called for a few clean drawers (steamed buns). Then I filled a basin with hot water and soaked it in the water. I covered Steamed buns eyes with my hands, then covered them with the drawer and tied them up around the back of his head.

To be honest, this was my first time coming into contact with a dead person and I was extremely nervous. However, in order not to embarrass myself, I suppressed my fear and did it.

While I was doing this, I told everyone that the principle was actually very simple. Although I had already stopped breathing, my nerves weren't dead yet and were still active. Using a wet and hot drawer cloth can relieve the tense nerves in my eyes.

After about half an hour, I told Bao Wenjun that it was ready.