Chapter 175 Coffin Carryer

"Damn, this old bastard, has he deceived me? If I don't beat him up today, it will be hard to vent my hatred." Wang Fugui rolled up his sleeves with anger and prepared to come out.

"Stop!" Yuan Hao shouted: "What's the use of you even beat him now? If fists can solve the problem, why are you coming to me for?"

"Mr. Yuan, can you just forget it?" Wang Fugui said unwillingly.

"Don't worry, God is very fair. If you do all the bad things, you will get retribution sooner or later."

Yuan Hao said: "This time digging graves made a group of students almost lose their lives, and someone will bear this cause and effect."

"But..." Wang Fugui was interrupted by Wang Fucai when he wanted to say something, "Okay, let's listen to Mr. Yuan."

"Mr. Yuan, what should I do next? Will Heizi and the others dig the grave?" Wang Fucai asked.

"That's right, when they dig the grave, you go find someone to build a scarecrow, and then find a piece of clothing that your father wears in front of him. I will use it later." Yuan Hao ordered.

"Okay, I'll go and prepare now." Wang Fugui nodded and turned around and left the living room.

Not long after, Wang Fugui ran back with a scarecrow of life size: "Mr. Yuan, is this scarecrow okay?"

"Yes, go find a piece of your father's clothes for him to put on. When Heizi comes back, he can carry the coffin out." Yuan Hao nodded and said.

After Wang Fugui put on his clothes, the three of them waited for about an hour, and Heizi brought people back.

"Mr. Yuan, I have dug up the red soil." Heizi handed the red soil in his hand to Yuan Hao and said.

"Okay, let the coffin carryer come over and start carrying the coffin." Yuan Hao nodded and said.

"Okay! I'll call now and call someone." Wang Fugui quickly called out.

Then, eight middle-aged men rushed over with ropes and things to carry the coffin.

Generally speaking, there are eight people carrying the coffin, also commonly known as the Eight Immortals.

The most important thing is that in rural areas, middle-aged people are all middle-aged people who are unwilling to do this job and are disgusted with being unlucky.

The leading coffin holder was about forty years old, with big black teeth and a dry tobacco pipe hanging around his waist.

"We are rich and noble, and we are all here. When will we start carrying it?"

"Uncle Yang, let me carry it now, and my father will trouble you." Wang Fugui said.

"Okay." Old Yang nodded and shouted to some coffin-carrying maker behind him: "Everyone has started carrying coffins, and they will bring out my energy. No mistakes are allowed."

"Go on the rope."

Then, the eight people tied up the coffin with ropes.

"one"

"two"

"three"

"Come on the coffin."

Just as the eight people straightened their waists, the rope that tied the coffin suddenly broke and the coffin fell heavily on the stool.

If the stool where the coffin was placed was not strong, it would have fallen to the ground on the spot.

"Old Yang, this... this old man doesn't want to leave!"

"It seems that there is still a wish that has not yet come true."

These coffincarcers carry at least dozens of dead people every year, and have encountered any kind of scene.

So the moment the rope broke, they immediately knew what was going on.

"Uncle Yang, what's going on?" Wang Fugui hurried over and asked.

"Fugui, your father's wish has not been fulfilled, so he may not be able to carry it out." Old Yang said in a embarrassed look on his face.

"This..." Wang Fugui turned his eyes to Yuan Hao who was beside him and waited for him to speak.

"This is not a wish, but a tragic death. Go and grab a big rooster and put it on the lid of the coffin, and the coffin can be carried out." Yuan Hao said.

"Amplify the rooster? Is this OK?"

"It's the first time I've heard of a rooster enlarged on the coffin lid after I've carried the coffin for so many years."

"Who is this young man? Where is Master Zhang?" Lao Yang asked to the Wang brothers.

The coffin carryr questioned Yuan Hao's words.

"Uncle Yang, don't worry about this, just follow Mr. Yuan's actions." Wang Fugui said.

"We are ugly, we are talking about it first. If a big rooster is released and there is chaos, we will not be responsible." Lao Yang reminded.

"Don't worry about this. If something goes wrong, you will never be held responsible."

"Okay, take out the big cock."

When the big rooster was caught in the living room, her wings kept flapping, and screams kept coming from her mouth.

However, after putting it on the coffin lid, I suddenly became honest and lay on it without moving.

"Okay, you can carry the coffin." Yuan Hao nodded and said.

"Old Yang, this..." Several coffin-carrying maker looked at him.

"Release!"

"one"

"two"

"three"

"Come on the coffin."

Everyone gritted their teeth and straightened their waists. This time, the rope did not break and they easily lifted the coffin.

After the coffin was lifted, all the coffin holders showed surprise on their faces. They woke up. This young man was not simple.

After coming to the tomb dug by Heizi, Yuan Hao said to the coffin carryer: "Open the lid of the coffin."

"What? Open the lid of the coffin? It's all buried in peace, and you still open the coffin?" The coffincarver looked surprised.

"This old king is a man who died in vain. Now he is full of resentment and cannot be buried." Yuan Hao explained.

"No, our industry has rules, and the coffin that is carried out cannot be opened!" Lao Yang shook his head and refused.

"Uncle Yang, just be more comfortable. We have nothing to do with it." Wang Fucai quickly handed over a cigarette and said.

"It's not that Uncle Yang is unkind, but that there are rules in each line. I can't break the rules." Old Yang Yizhen said in a remark.

"Forget it, don't make things difficult for them, I'll open this coffin."

After Yuan Hao finished speaking, he quickly untied the rope, threw the big rooster to the ground, and pulled it hard at the coffin lid, and the entire coffin lid fell directly to the ground.

The moment the coffin lid was opened, a fishy smell came to the face, causing everyone to subconsciously cover their mouths.

"Give me the scarecrow!" Yuan Hao shouted.

"Here you come!" Wang Fugui hurriedly handed the scarecrow in his clothes to Yuan Hao.

Yuan Hao took the scarecrow and placed it on the ground, took out the wolf hair pen, grabbed the big rooster on the ground, pinched its big red crown, dripped blood on the wolf hair pen, and then wrote Lao Wang's birth date on the scarecrow.

"Mr. Yuan, what are you doing?" Wang Fugui asked curiously.

"Help your father reshape his body and resolve his resentment of dying in vain. He went to the underworld and could walk by himself and become a good baby." After Yuan Hao said that, he drew two more talismans and stuck them on the scarecrow.

After pasting the talisman, Yuan Hao threw the scarecrow into the coffin and recited the spell silently in his heart.

After a few minutes, the extremely fishy smell seemed to be much weaker. Yuan Hao shouted loudly: "The auspicious time has come, and the coffin is sealed into the soil."

This time, the coffin carryr did not refuse. They did not open the coffin easily, but it was no problem to cover the coffin.

"Mr. Yuan, that's fine?" Wang Fugui always felt that it was a little too simple. Shouldn't this be very tricky?

How come it was solved in a short while?

"You're not talking nonsense. If it's so simple, why would I have worked hard to come over?" Yuan Hao said angrily: "Put the coffin first, don't waste time. After the coffin is removed, I set up a formation, and your father's resentment can be resolved and you will go to the underworld to be reincarnated."

"Okay, get buried in the soil, hurry up." The Wang brothers shouted hurriedly.

As everyone filled the soil, a new tomb was erected in a short while. Yuan Hao calculated that the time was just right.

In order to prevent the old Wang Head from becoming a ghost, Yuan Hao put down the Five Emperors’ money in the east, south, west, north and west directions of the coffin.

Then a Feng Shui array was set up to resolve resentment to ensure that there was no accident.

"Okay, it's basically fine now." Yuan Hao said.

"Mr. Yuan, I'm really troubled you this time. If it weren't for you, our Wang family would be over." The two brothers of the Wang family said with gratitude.

"What are you talking about those useless things? Let's have something practical." Yuan Hao stretched out his hand and said.
Chapter completed!