Chapter 87 (2/2)
Crows are not a good sign.
Nine uncle facial expression side, slowly walk forward to go, everybody also closely follow behind.
By this time, the coffin had been completely pushed away.
Wu Qizhe looked down into the coffin. The black air inside the coffin was leaking out. A middle-aged man in Qing Dynasty official uniform was lying inside.
Compared with the face that had hardly changed before burial, for 20 years, the corpse was stiff, but there was no sign of corruption at all.
There's something wrong with the body!
The corpse of a man in the service of the Qing Dynasty has remained unchanged for 20 years. There is no doubt that such a strange phenomenon is certainly not a good thing!
Looking at the man lying in the coffin, Wu Qizhe knows that this old man Ren is the biggest threat to him in the world of Mr. zombie. The corpse in front of him is obviously not far from becoming a zombie.
Wu Qizhe saw the film, so he knew it clearly. But Jiu Shu frowned. Naturally, he relied on his past experience and his Maoshan skill, and he also had a judgment.
”Dad.”
”Grandfather.”
Ren master and Ren Tingting kneel down on the ground.
”It's really unfilial to disturb your old man.” Mr. Ren said with a cry.
Compared with Wu Qizhe, when he saw master Ren, he thought of zombies, but Ren FA thought of what his father looked like before he died. For 20 years, there has been no change. He can't help feeling the scene and feeling in his heart.
The touch in my heart is unimaginable.
......
”Uncle Jiu, can this tomb still be used?” After sorting out his mood, Mr. Ren got up and asked.
”The dragonfly skims the water, a little bit more, definitely not in the same position. This hole is useless. ” Uncle Jiu said.
”What about that?” Mr. Ren is very anxious.
”I propose cremation on the spot.” Nine uncle complexion serious say.
”Cremation? no way! My father's greatest fear is fire. I can't do that! ” Like the plot of the movie, Mr. Ren immediately refused.
”Mr. Ren, there will be trouble without cremation.” Nine uncle half point not ambiguous say“ You can do anything, but you can't cremate. You can think of other ways Mr. Ren's stubborn idea at the moment is useless for anyone to persuade him.
”Well...” Ninth uncle pondered for a while: ”well, I'll put it in our Yizhuang for the time being. Tomorrow, I'll help the old man find another grave and let him rest early.” Seeing master Ren's insistence, uncle Jiu had to make another plan.
”OK, put on the coffin cover and carry it into the Yizhuang.” Mr. Ren hasn't said a word yet. Ah Wei has already yelled and ordered directly.
I've been a security captain for a long time. It seems that I'm used to ordering others.
”Mr. Ren, please come back first.”
”Well.” Mr. Ren answered and sat on the stretcher chair.
”Brother Wu, let's go back together.” Ren Tingting came forward and took Wu Qizhe's arm.
One side of awei, looking at the intimate two people is a burst of blush.
”Tingting, you go back first. I'll see if Uncle Jiu needs my help.” Patted the back of Ren Tingting's pink hand.
”Well, I'll go first. You remember to come back early.” Ren Tingting reluctantly said, released Wu Qizhe's arm, turned to keep up with them.
Seeing Ren Tingting leave, Wu Qizhe goes to Uncle Jiu and says with a smile, ”Uncle Jiu, is there anything I can do for you?”
”Are you not afraid of such a place? There are graves everywhere. ” Uncle Jiu said with a smile.
”A big man, how can he be afraid of these things.” Wu Qizhe said with disapproval.
Jiushu smiles and is interested. He is afraid that he is not interested in this aspect. Wu Qizhe has not come to Yizhuang to find him in the past three days, which makes him sigh.
He always thought that the young man in front of him was a good young man to learn Maoshan skills. He had a strong physique, and his eyebrows were full of aura. It would be great if he could be a descendant.
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