C4 Incineration?

However, the night was quite peaceful. At 4 AM, along with the chirping of the roosters, I prepared what I needed. Soon, a line of carriages arrived, and a few burly men carried the coffins onto the carriages.

Naturally, I sat in the hearse and looked at the coffin. There was also my elder brother, who seemed to be in his thirties. He was leaning against the window and smoking a cigarette.

"Little brother, don't smoke!"

"Don't know how to smoke …" "Thank you!" The elder brother lit a cigarette and took a drag from it. He glanced at the coffin and asked, "Little brother, why is the coffin covered by a yellow cloth? What does the design on the yellow cloth mean?"

I whispered, "It was used to press the coffin down, so as to prevent moisture from entering the coffin. Otherwise, the corpse would easily turn into a zombie."

"What did you say …" "Zombies?" The big brother almost choked on his cigarette. He took a deep breath and hurriedly said, "It can't be true, there's really a zombie?"

I smiled. "How could that be false? You should know who my master is, right?"

"Of course I know. However, I don't really believe in zombies." From the looks of it, this big brother is a real person. He chatted with me in the car for a long time.

"Bro, if there's anything wrong with the burial, just let me know. I'm here to earn some money to help people carry coffins. I don't want to lose my life in there."

"Mm, then follow me later."

"Sssii..." Suddenly the car stopped, and as I looked out the window, several men jumped out and opened the door.

"What's going on, brother? Why did the car suddenly stop?"

"The car is broken. We need to repair it. Everyone, come down and rest for a while." I also jumped off the car with this elder brother. At this moment, the car was about halfway out when the old man and Tang Guo Feng got off the car.

"This is really strange, there's nothing wrong with the car, I just can't start it up."

"Not good. A moment ago, it was completely cloudless, but now it's truly cloudy." The old man frowned and walked to the front of the carriage to take a look at the coffin, "There's not even two miles left, we can only carry it."

The few burly men lifted the coffin and walked towards the cemetery …

"Lordmaster, the sky doesn't seem right." I scanned my surroundings vigilantly and suddenly, a chilly wind blew. The surroundings were filled with trees and rustling noises could be heard from the wind. A flock of crows flew out of the trees, making a blood-curdling caw.

"Hurry up and go …" The closer we get to the graveyard, the heavier the yin aura here is, which is very disadvantageous for us. " Just as the old man finished speaking, a crisp crack could be heard. The rope around the coffin broke and the corpse rolled out from under it.

The few men who were carrying the coffin got up from the ground in fright. These people were not professional corpse bearers, so they were shocked by the sudden turn of events. The female corpse rolled down the slope and into the grass.

"Little Tian, hurry and carry the corpse on your back. The time is almost up. If you don't bury the corpse soon, it'll be troublesome." Let me carry the body? I hesitated a little, then went over and bent down to carry the female corpse. Her corpse was very light, and it was said that when a person dies, their body would become very heavy. However, her corpse was different.

"Kacha …" Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning in the sky and a torrential downpour fell. The old man hurriedly took the yellow cloth and covered the woman's body.

"Old Man …" "Why do I feel like this female corpse is getting heavier and heavier?" My body felt like it was being pressed down by a huge stone, and with every step I sank deep into the earth. Just a moment ago, it was still light as a feather, but now the rain had turned heavy.

After finally making it to the grave, my body seemed to have collapsed as I put the female corpse down. Tang Guofeng seemed to have found an old Taoist from somewhere as he held the compass and seriously looked at it for a long time.

In the end, the old man calculated and chose a place. Several men waved their hoes and shovels to dig a hole and placed the coffin in it. I carried the female corpse on my back and walked over. The corpse seemed to have stuck itself onto me. As I lay in the coffin, my right hand gripped my arm tightly and wouldn't let go.

The old man walked over and knocked on the corpse's hand with the pipe. She let go of the hand as if she had been scalded and lay inside the coffin.

According to the old man's wishes, he found some branches and piled them beside the coffin, then set the corpse of the fire company along with the coffin to burn.

The fire lasted for more than half an hour before it died down after being burnt to ashes.

The rest of the matters will naturally not be left to us, the two of us. When we get back, the sky will be clear, and even the car will be fine.

"Go get some grapefruit leaves, make some water and take a shower to bring out some bad luck."

"Mm, then old man, is this matter done?"

"So what? Go and make more water. After taking a bath, go and buy some food and wine!" There was no water heater in the country, and everything depended on the woodstove. Even the best mobile phone calls in our village were made by the village chief, who could be used as a brick by the old Nokia model, smashing walnuts one by one.

I took off my clothes and saw that there was a large purple lump on my arm from the pinching. It was all done by that ghost girl just now, but it didn't hurt or itch, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

After showering, I changed into clean clothes, walked out of the shop and went to Uncle Wang's tavern at the east end of the village. I bought some side dishes and a roast chicken, the old man loved to drink some small wine, and it was a high concentration of white spirits.

"He's back …" The old man walked out of the water room, changed his clothes, and sat down at the table to light up his pipe.

"I've been busy all day, too. Drink some wine to relieve my fatigue." The old man picked up the wine jar and poured two bowls of wine. He placed one bowl in front of me, "Come and drink with me."

"We can have some too …" I am not very good at drinking, especially this kind of high concentration of white wine, drink a little bit and I will not wake up.

The old man picked up his bowl and drank two mouthfuls before taking two mouthfuls of the side dish, "You saw what happened today, did you notice anything wrong with it?"

"It's nothing. It only lasted for a short while from the beginning to the end. There wasn't even a line from the funeral, it just burned it."

I took a sip of wine, broke off a chicken leg, and took a bite. "But how did that female corpse fall out of the coffin?

I rolled up my sleeves and let the old man take a look. "What should we do now? There shouldn't be any problems, right?"

"That's because you two are fated to be there. This Ghost Bind will be in your next life, so that ghost girl should have been on the corpse. If you burned her body, she would have really become a homeless ghost." The old tutor took in a deep breath of smoke and slowly exhaled a ring of smoke as he spoke in a low voice.

"So she still came to find you and ask for a place to settle down."

"Then what should we do?" "I don't want to die …" I was a little scared. I had experienced that crazy girl's methods before, "The old man's coffin was actually suitable. That man who came that night, could he be the murderer of Tang Yufeng?"

"You don't need to worry about this matter. You and Tang Yufeng can be considered to have a bad fate. I will think of a way to make this situation more perfect." The corner of the old man's mouth curled up into a strange smile. Just looking at him made me feel a bit scared. This old fellow has a lot of schemes.

"Lordmaster, aren't you trying to harm me? You want me to be associated with a ghost girl?"

"You stinking brat, this is all for your own good." The old man knocked on my head with the pipe, and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, "How does this wine taste? It's fine to drink with me, but don't drink with anyone else outside."

I wiped my mouth and threw a mouthful of food into my mouth. "Who am I drinking with outside? I don't know anyone."

The alcohol consumption was really high. After I drank half a bowl of it, my vision started to blur. I felt a little dizzy before I said, "I'm not drinking anymore. My head feels a little dizzy. I'm going to sleep for a while."

As soon as the alcohol hit me, I felt a hot, burning sensation in my body, and I reached out to take off my clothes. He walked out of the house, took a bucket of cold water from the water house and dived in.

I remember the last time I drank, on my twentieth birthday, it was the same way when I finished my drink. I took off my clothes. When I woke up, it was already night and the old man was already asleep.

For a moment I felt a thirst in my mouth. I went out to the yard to get some cool well water, and after a few gulps I was able to quench my thirst.

This bowl of wine was so intoxicating that it made me feel like smoke was coming out of my throat.

As a chilly wind blew over, I couldn't help but shiver. I felt a chill down my spine. I quickly got up and went back inside, closing the door behind me. I thought it would be warmer in comparison, but it was colder than it was outside.

As if the temperature had dropped to zero, I jumped into bed and pulled the quilt over me. As soon as I lay down, I felt something was wrong. My left hand found a hard, cold object. Puzzled, I turned on the lamp, and with the help of the dim light, I got up to take a look.

"Ah …" I couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air. I couldn't help but cry out before rolling down from the bed. It wasn't that I was mistaken, but when I looked at the bed again, it was indeed a paper man.

I quickly got up. The paper man was lying quietly on the bed. This paper man was a damn woman. I don't remember having such a hobby.

"Bang bang!" Two muffled sounds came from outside the door, startling me. It sounded like someone was knocking on the door.

"Who is it …?" "Who's outside?" The knock at the door stopped abruptly, and before I could think about picking up the paper man, I went out to put it back on the shelf. The paper man suddenly became so heavy that I felt like I was holding a dead man.

"Cluck, cluck …" "Heh heh." The laughter was so loud that it made my heart tremble. I threw the paper man onto the ground. The paper man was grinning at me.

That smile was extremely weird. A layer of coldness rose from the bottom of my heart. The paper man actually stood up, "You actually burned me to ashes. I'll make you come down and accompany me today!"