"Where, where is the cat?"

The village chief couldn't help but change his face, and quickly looked around, "Did you hear the cat meow?"

Everyone outside the main room shook their heads and didn't hear anything. The young man wanted to explain, but at this time someone spoke.

"It's so late at night, who's cat would come here and bark? I'm talking about you, son of a bitch. You're a young man and your ears don't work very well?"

A young man with a flat head sitting on the door panel outside the outer hall rolled his eyes and couldn't help but sarcastically said.

"Don't make any noise. It's almost time now. Let's get ready. When the rooster crows, it's time to wake up."

The village chief said something, and those people stood up one after another, and then started to move their hands tightly.

The coffin was tied with thick red rope, and a very thick piece of wood was passed through the top of the coffin. After doing all this, before everyone had a rest, they heard a chicken from an unknown house crow.

Master Huang wore a Taoist robe and waited until the rooster crowed three times. When he knew that the time had come, he stood in front of the main room and shouted to everyone, "The good time has arrived, wake up."

The several strong men who had prepared in advance lifted the coffin one after another, stepped over the threshold, and then carried it towards the south cemetery.

Only then did Zhang Min see Osmanthus fragrans among the crowd outside the hall. He kept looking at her with a sad look on her face. It was obvious that she was very sad.

Zhang Min didn't ask her or bother her, but followed her. The sky was still very dark, but the entire mountain village was covered by a thick layer of white fog, making it hazy, and the ground was slippery, making all journeys extremely slow.

The burial place was a bit far away from the village chief's home. Since the weather was not beautiful, at this time, I still carried the coffin by flashlight.

The people carrying the coffin take turns, but the coffin cannot fall to the ground. This is the rule of the mountain village. If the coffin falls to the ground, it must be buried in that place, whether it is an auspicious place or an unlucky place.

Not far after the turn changed, the young man known as Erluzi seemed to feel something was wrong. When he passed a flat ground, he couldn't help but asked a strong man in front of him, "Hey, I said Dafu, do you feel it?"

No, the coffin is much heavier than it was at first."

Erluzi's careless words were met with a scolding from the rich man in front of him. He didn't look back and scolded Erluzi, "What are you talking about? Shut your stinky mouth. No one thinks you are mute."

Erluzi then thought bitterly that there is a custom in the village, that is, when carrying the coffin, you must not say that the coffin is heavy. The more you say it is heavy, the heavier the coffin will be.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or if it's a real thing, but I do feel that the coffin has become a lot heavier.

Although it was raining continuously, by the time we arrived at the cemetery, the sky was gradually getting brighter, and the people carrying the coffin were very tired.

Master Huang first scattered some paper money into the well, and then let the coffin go down the well. The sky became brighter and brighter, but the white mist still did not dissipate.

The villagers were not idle, and after finishing arrangements for Zhou Hailin's funeral, it was already ** o'clock in the morning.

The place where they originally went down into the well turned into a bumpy grave. When everyone saw that nothing happened, they all carried their things and walked back.

Zhang Min glanced at him and was about to turn around when he was grabbed by a pair of hands.

"Sister Xiao Min, you are here too. I haven't seen you in the past two days. I thought you were gone?"

Osmanthus appeared in front of Zhang Min, with a smile on her face.

"I haven't seen you these past few days, where have you been?"

Osmanthus's dress today is still so ordinary, wearing a patterned dress. It is very dim, and her hair is tied into a ponytail with a rubber band. She looks very delicate.

"Mom won't let me come out. She said there are unclean things in Uncle Zhou's house, and she won't let me come to play at night."

Osmanthus looked slightly depressed, looking very lost.

"Dirty stuff?"

Zhang Min frowned. He had been keeping vigil for the past few days. Although he had encountered strange things, how did Osmanthus know that there was something unclean.

"Well, Sister Xiaomin, you don't know. My mother said that the last time Aunt Wang went to Uncle Zhou's house to borrow something, she searched for it in the room for a long time but couldn't find it. As soon as Uncle Zhou came in, he found it on the table. It was so obvious.

How could Aunt Wang not see this place, and I heard from people in the village that Brother Hailin hasn’t..."

Having said this, Guihua looked at the new tomb and did not say the following. Instead, she said, "Something strange happened at that time. When I passed Uncle Zhou's house at night, there was no one inside, but I always heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, as if someone was there.

Throw something away."

"Could it be that the village is looking for something..."

Zhang Min thought in his heart that although he didn't even believe what he said, it was not impossible.

"No."

What I didn't expect was that as soon as Zhang Min said her words, she was immediately denied by Guihua. She said it very seriously and decisively, and it didn't look like she was guessing what she said without seeing anything.

From Osmanthus fragrans' words, Zhang Min heard a profound meaning.

"Osmanthus, tell me, do you know anything?"

Osmanthus's eyes were wandering, her expression was complicated, and her whole expression was a bit nervous. All these signs indicated that she must know some secret.

"Sister Xiao Min, actually..."

Osmanthus wanted to say something, but midway through her words, she stopped again. Then she shook her head and said to Zhang Min, "Don't ask, Sister Xiaomin, just leave this matter alone. I don't want to talk about it, wait a minute."

I’m going to kill pigweeds, so I won’t talk about it anymore.”
Chapter completed!