Chapter 54 Check the Ghost in the Coffin in the Evening (2/2)

The guard said in the first three days after the baby was born, the hostess of the house would disappear and the man would become weak, then die after about half a year.

I asked him: “Was there anybody still living in that villa?”

“At first, many people didn’t believe it, but when there were so many ghost things happening in that 25th block, the price went down and down again.” The guard said: “According to the current market situation, it should cost at least fifteen million, but now nobody wanted to buy it even at one point five million.”

The guard said: “The people who were going to buy the house were not fools… They would get a geomancer to check the place first.”

“So how was the house sold now?” I asked the guard.

The guard shook his head and said: “I didn’t know clearly, maybe that family was foolish.”

Then the guard took out a photo from the drawer and handed it to me: “Come on, man, look at this.”

It was a black and white photo, and in it was the coffin and the woman’s body.

I couldn’t recognize the woman’s body, but according to its figure, it must be the one we saw in the villa.

After a few glances, I said: “No, this body is in the ancient robes of the Tang Dynasty, but she was in a coffin made in recent times.”

“Wow, you know something about coffins?” Feng Chunsheng asked me.

I told him I had some business with them.

The business was about tattoos for dead people. There were many people in Minnan who liked tattoos, and whenever they had some family members die, they would call me to give them a tattoo such as “rich and honored” or “cyprinus carpiod” to show a good sign for the future, so that the dead people could have a good afterlife.

I got this tattoo business, and at the same time, I became familiar with various coffin styles, and I had the chance to know the famous coffin craftsman, Mr. Guan.

I knew something about coffins.

“This woman’s body is strange, it has been there for decades and ordinary people cannot figure it out. Let me check first; the only way to win a war is to try to know your prey completely,” I told Feng Chunsheng.

He was stunned, but after a long time, he stuck up a thumb: “Cool… Shui, you’re very studious; you were just talking like a great master.”

Feng Chunsheng asked me about the coffin, and got some information about that body through it.

It would have been a little careless to act without knowing where the body came from.

Of course, we could ask Chen Yuhao to join us.

This brother had good skill, it would be easy for him to figure it out.

But he was a big shot, we wouldn’t ask him to help unless it was necessary.

Feng Chunsheng and I went outside of the guard’s room, then caught a taxi to go to Mr. Guan.

I asked for his telephone number when we left the guard.

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We took the taxi and arrived at Mr. Guan’s shop.

Feng Chunsheng asked me, “Can we find that coffin craftsman? He usually does his job in the day time and not in the evening. Don’t you feel afraid when it happens at night?”

I explained to him that Mr. Guan was a strange person and he always worked in the evening.

“Some reasons?” He asked me.

I waved and said, “I didn’t ask him, and I even thought all of the coffin craftsmen worked only in the evening.”

I only knew one coffin craftsman - Mr. Guan.

“Oh, very good, you always know so many weirdos.”

We arrived at Mr. Guan’s shop.

“Mr. Guan, it’s me, Shui.” I knocked and shouted, which was the rule set by him. He told me I should call his name, or else, he could be scared since he thought it might be a ghost.

“Coming, I’m coming.”

Then came the slow steps from the shop.

Later, the rolling shutter door was opened.

When he saw us, he asked: “So, Shui, you wanted a coffin?”

“No, No. I just want you to help us check something.” Then I handed that photo of the coffin and the body to him: “Mr. Guan, can you help me? Just check when that coffin in the photo is from.”

Mr. Guan took the photo far away, glanced it and said: “I can’t see clearly, I need to wear my presbyopic glasses.”

Then he went inside, and Feng Chunsheng and I followed him.

When we entered, Feng Chunsheng asked his questions: “Mr. Guan, why do you make coffins in the evening and not in the day time?”

“This is my rule.” Mr. Guan turned and gave him a look, saying: “There are so many ghosts and deaths; those ghosts try the coffin and tell us whether it is suitable or not… Those coffins are made for the dead, after all.”

Feng Chunsheng lowered his voice: “You test the ghosts in the evening. May I know what the relationship between you and Mr. Chuizi of Liuzhou is?”

Mr. Guan measured Feng Chunsheng again in his eyes and laughed. He passed a cigarette to him and said: “Brother, you also know the business. So you also know something about the coffin?”

“I just want to know about the relationship between you and Mr. Chuizi from Liuzhou.” Feng Chunsheng became more serious in his tone.