The middle-aged man named "Wei Hai" has an ordinary appearance and is a bit dark.

Nodding repeatedly:

"That's right, that's right, I heard about Xiao Qin a long time ago.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have made a special trip here.”

I took a sip of water and said straight to the point:

"Uncle Wei, let's get to the point!"

Grinding is a waste of time, so I don't like beating around the bush.

Wei Hai didn't talk nonsense when he saw me speaking frankly.

His face instantly became serious:

"Taoist Master Qin, it's like this.

My dad passed away five days ago.

Those of us who are descendants also hired Taoist priests for my father.

He performed the ritual of opening a road for him for three days.

On the fourth day, I planned to transport it to the crematorium in the town for cremation.

But when the coffin was being carried, my father opened his eyes and couldn't lift the coffin.

Taoist Zhu, who performed rituals for my father, wanted to close his eyes.

As a result, he vomited blood for no apparent reason and then fainted.

Not awake yet.

Everyone in the family was panicked and didn't know what to do.

Now his old man's coffin is still parked at home, and we can't lift it up.

So, I want to invite you to come and take a look.
Chapter completed!