Chapter 29 29 Muddle through

Author: Autumn Moon and Spring Breeze

Chapter 29 29. Muddle through

"You kid, your brain is never idle for a moment. If you use your brain too much, it will make you nervous. When you get old, you will suffer." Leng Jinqiu looked at Yunpeng with pity and scolded softly.

"Father, I've thought of a way, let's see if it works?" Ling Yunpeng told Leng Jinqiu his idea.

It turned out that Ling Yunpeng had just heard Leng Jinqiu's unintentional sentence "I won't shed tears until I see the coffin", and suddenly had an idea and thought of using a coffin to transport Hunter out of the village.

"You can only think of this idea. Okay, I'll take you to the warehouse now."

After Leng Jinqiu finished speaking, he stood up, picked up the key hanging on the wall, and walked out of the room. Ling Yunpeng held an oil lamp and helped Leng Jinqiu towards the warehouse.

There are some coffins prepared in Ci'an Temple, which are used to bury those who have died and the refugees who do not have coffins. If the monks in the temple die, they will be cremated and buried in the tower.

The warehouse of Ci'an Temple is far away from the dormitories, and the surrounding area is very clean.

Opening the door of the warehouse, Ling Yunpeng supported Leng Jinqiu and walked in, lighting an oil lamp inside.

"The coffins are all on the west side, the wooden boards are piled behind the coffins, the pallets are placed at the door of the warehouse, and the tools are on a wooden shelf inside." Leng Jinqiu knew everything about the materials and storage locations in the warehouse.

"Okay, foster father, I understand. Foster father, please go back to the house and rest first. I can do the rest of the work by myself."

"Oh, you kid, you have such a hard life." Leng Jinqiu sighed: "I can't sleep either, so let's work here with you!"

"No, adoptive father, I can do it alone. Otherwise, you can just sit here and rest for a while." Ling Yunpeng pressed Leng Jinqiu on the chair, but he couldn't bear to see his elderly adoptive father exhausted.

Leng Jinqiu couldn't resist Ling Yunpeng, so he had to sit on a chair next to him and watch Ling Yunpeng busy alone.

Ling Yunpeng walked to the place where the coffins were placed and picked out a long and deep coffin. In order to prevent the Japanese soldiers from opening the coffin for an autopsy, he planned to make a double-layered coffin, letting Hunter lie on the lower layer while leaving the upper layer.

Give it to Ah Hui. So he found another piece of wood, measured the length and width of the coffin, and sawed it into a plywood that was slightly shorter and narrower than the coffin. Then he estimated the thickness of the human body, measured it with a ruler, and then measured it with a ruler.

A circle of small nails was nailed into the inside of the coffin, and the plywood was placed on top of these nails. This way, the unknown mechanism below could be covered up. Of course, in order to prevent the people inside from suffocating, he made several openings at the bottom of the coffin.

A round hole so that Hunter on the bottom can breathe smoothly.

It took Ling Yunpeng about 40 to 50 minutes to complete this special coffin. Then he pushed a cart and moved the coffin onto the cart.

"Is it finished?" Leng Jinqiu walked up to Ling Yunpeng, looked at Yunpeng who was sweating profusely, and quickly handed him a towel.

Ling Yunpeng wiped his sweat and nodded: "Yes, foster father, we finally got it done."

Leng Jinqiu opened the coffin cover, looked at it, and nodded: "The craftsmanship is good. You are really an all-rounder. Go ahead!"

"Hey, foster father, I'll leave first."

At this time, it was already two or three o'clock in the morning. Ling Yunpeng had to hurry up and return to Penglai Village. I saw him putting the rope of the cart on his shoulders, pulling the cart with the coffin in it, and moving forward with difficulty.

When we returned to Penglai Village, the sky had already begun to light up, but at this time, the entire Penglai Village was still immersed in sleep. Even the dogs had their eyes closed and were sleeping peacefully. Ling Yunpeng quickly took advantage of this opportunity to

The cart pulled up to Qin Shouren's shack.

Ling Yunpeng walked into the shack and saw Ah Hui sitting at the door, with his head hanging down and snoring softly, so he knelt down and patted him gently: "Ah Hui, wake up, hurry up, while there is no one around now,

We will leave the village immediately."

Ah Hui rubbed his eyes, and when he saw it was Ling Yunpeng, he stood up quickly: "Boss, can we leave the village now?"

"Well, I went to Ci'an Temple last night and made a special coffin. It's outside the shack now. Hunter will lie down on the bottom and you on top, and I'll pull you out."

"Ah, boss, you want me to lie in a coffin? I am a living person, sleeping in a coffin?" Ah Hui's hair stood on end when he heard this, and his face was full of reluctance: "I still have to pretend to be dead, I...how can I

So unlucky?"

"How about we switch sides, I lie down inside, and you come to pull me and Hunter?" Ling Yunpeng led Ah Hui's army.

"Just change it." Ah Hui curled his lips and walked out of the shack. He saw a cart parked outside with a bottle of coffin on it. He stepped forward to try it. His face turned red from holding back the milk and he was sucking the coffin.

I tried all my strength, but the wheel only moved forward a few steps.

"Forget it, I'd better lie down in the coffin." Ah Hui put down the cart with a heavy breath and compromised with Ling Yunpeng.

"In order to avoid the Japanese, there is no other way." Ling Yunpeng patted Ah Hui on the shoulder: "How about you lie in there and recite these eight words in your heart: There are no taboos and all evil will be avoided."

"Are these eight words useful?" A Hui looked questioningly in his eyes.

"Let's give it a try!"

"Oh, it's the first time in my life that a living person has been put into a coffin!" Ah Hui sighed helplessly.

At this time, Hunter also woke up, and he looked at Ling Yunpeng doubtfully.

Ling Yunpeng walked up to Hunter, smiled and said to him: "Sorry, Mr. Hunter, I can only hurt you, you'll in the coffin in a little while, and I'll get you out of here. (Yes.

No, Mr. Hunter, I can only wrong you. Later, you will be lying in the coffin and I will take you away from here.)"

When Hunter heard this, he shrugged: "All right, Ling, if you think so, do it. (Okay, Ling, it's up to you.)"

Ling Yunpeng helped Hunter stand up. Ah Hui looked around and nodded to him, indicating that no one was around. So Ling Yunpeng opened the coffin, took out the plywood inside, and helped Hunter get into the coffin.

After lying down, Ling Yunpeng moved the splint to cover Hunter, and then nuzzled at Ah Hui.

Ah Hui climbed into the coffin reluctantly. After he lay down, Ling Yunpeng quickly closed the coffin cover, leaving a gap for Ah Hui to breathe.

But Ah Hui was rustling inside the coffin. Ling Yunpeng quickly knocked on the coffin board: "Ah Hui, don't move around. You can rest in peace."

"Boss, I really can't close my eyes!"

"Stop making trouble. When you encounter Japanese soldiers later, don't pretend to be dead! Otherwise, you will really die with your eyes open." Ling Yunpeng threatened Ah Hui.

When Ah Hui heard this, he became more honest and didn't dare to talk or act nonsense.

Ling Yunpeng pulled the cart towards the outside of the village. The cart was heavier now than when it came. Ling Yunpeng felt a little shaky in his steps and was out of breath.

After walking about two hundred meters, Ling Yunpeng couldn't pull it anymore. From last night to this morning, he had been busy all the time. His energy was exhausted and his body was exhausted, so he stopped and sat on the cart.

I stood on the handlebar, panting heavily, and wiped my sweat with a towel. After resting for a while, I felt that I had gathered some strength, and I continued to push the cart forward.

When they were about to arrive at the entrance of the village, they suddenly spotted a group of patrols walking towards the entrance of the village with neat steps. They met Ling Yunpeng head-on. Ling Yunpeng had no way to retreat and could only move forward.

"Stop! (Stop!)" With a shout, Ling Yunpeng was surrounded by these Japanese soldiers.

"What kind of work are you doing?" A Japanese soldier who knew a little bit of Chinese shouted at Ling Yunpeng.

"Taijun, my brother has passed away. I want to take him back and bury him." Ling Yunpeng pretended to be frightened and bowed his head to the Japanese soldiers to explain.

"Open the coffin. Open the coffin, we want to inspect it." A Japanese soldier who looked like a captain ordered.
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