If not, wouldn't it be a tragedy?

After hesitating for a while, I finally chose to go downstairs.

Due to the loud noise, all the people staying in the hotel were woken up.

Many people were lying at the windows watching the excitement.

Even if their rest is interrupted, they dare not say anything.

After all, when encountering such a funeral, those family members are already in a very sad mood. If they gossip at this time, conflicts may arise.

"Bangdang..."

Just then, a thunder sounded.

It started to rain heavily outside.

Suddenly, the already muddy ground became even slippery.

In addition, the coffin was made of new wood and was extremely heavy.

Eight strong men carried the coffin together, carefully.

However, I immediately noticed something unusual.

Because, every time those people took a step, the ropes binding the coffin made a creaking sound.

This scene is very similar to the scene when Dong Xiaoqian was buried.

Moreover, the Yin coffin seemed to be very heavy, and several strong men seemed to be unable to hold it.

At this time, Yang Laoliu also heard the noise outside. He was so frightened that he woke up from the drunkenness. He climbed up from the bed and stood beside me.

When he saw the funeral procession outside, his face became condensed and he secretly screamed.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed downstairs without looking back.

This guy must have discovered something.

I also hurriedly followed.

When passing the living room on the first floor, Yang Laoliu picked up the two benches next to the table without saying a word and rushed over at the speed of a seven-step meteor.

Quickly, he placed the bench under the coffin.

At the same time, Yang Laoliu shouted: "Everyone, stop, stop..."

I saw the drunk Yang Laoliu, who went crazy with alcohol in the middle of the night and came out to disrupt the funeral procession.

For a moment, the people in the funeral procession felt unhappy.

Looking at the drunken Yang Laoliu, a man wearing a filial piety quickly rushed to him and couldn't help but cursed: "I'm sorry, uncle, where is this drunk maniac from? Get out of the way, otherwise, the labor and management will beat you."

Even your mother doesn’t know you.”

Usually, when faced with this kind of situation, family members would be extremely irritable.

Looking at his angry look, there might be a conflict at any time.

Yang Laoliu pushed away the man's arm that was holding his arm and said sternly: "I'm not drunk...who told you that I was drunk? This handsome guy has three and a half kilograms of liquor and can drink beer casually. How could he drink it?"

Drunk? I'm kindly reminding you that it's unlucky to cry when you're happy, and it's unlucky to have a funeral at night. I think you should let the coffin bearers have a good rest. You know,

It's night now, not day, so don't be afraid..."

Before Yang Laoliu could finish what he said, the man was already a little impatient.

Looking at the drunken Yang Laoliu, there was a look of disdain in bold letters on his face.

Cursing in his mouth, he said: "As long as you have a peanut, you won't be so drunk. Okay, okay, what time is it, still believe in those feudal superstitions. Don't block the way, good dog, get out of the way, little one

I don’t have time to chat with you...here’s the wedding money...take the money and get out of here..."

As he said that, the man took out a ten-dollar note from his pocket and handed it to Yang Laoliu.

Yang Laoliu ignored him and stared straight at the coffin.

When he made such a fuss, it was because the coffin bearers who were on their way seemed to be unable to carry it anymore, so they placed the heavy coffin on the stool prepared by Yang Laoliu in advance.

Although these people are all strong and have eight-pack abs, they look like they have traveled a long way.

In addition, this is a mountain road, and it rained heavily, making the ground slippery, which affected the speed of travel.

The whole journey made them exhausted and out of breath.

Both of them were breathing heavily.

If this continues, there is no guarantee that something will happen.

When the middle-aged man saw everyone lowering the Yin coffin, his face instantly turned ugly.

Pointing at those people, he couldn't help but cursed, and said: "What's going on with you guys? Why do you know what to do every day? You can't do anything, and you can't hold on even if you carry a coffin? A yin coffin.

That’s all, it’s too heavy for you to carry with so many people?”

One of the young men suddenly became unhappy.

He looked at the middle-aged man with some anger, as if to say: you go up, you up, no o bb.

However, when the words came to his lips, he finally swallowed them.

After all, that person's money is used to do things for others.

It's hard for him to say anything if he takes other people's money.

Yanglao Liu and I looked at each other.

They all couldn't help but shook their heads slightly.

The most taboo thing about funerals is to be buried at night.

I have experienced it myself.

Three years ago, my grandfather had a funeral in the middle of the night. The entire funeral procession entered the abandoned mine, but no one came out.

Dong Xiaoqian was buried in Nanjing City late at night, and all the people carrying the coffin died tragically.

An obvious tragedy happened before my eyes.

I can't let this tragedy continue.

I must try my best to stop it.

Moreover, this man has such a bad temper.

You know, when the deceased is being buried, you can't make a big fuss.

After all, a funeral is a very solemn and solemn event.

There are some taboos, but be careful.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will cause trouble.

What's more, he violated a taboo and ignored the danger. Now it started to rain heavily again, making the mountain road even more difficult to walk. If he insisted on continuing to carry the coffin, he might very well be in trouble.

Once the coffin falls to the ground, it can only be buried at the place where it landed.
Chapter completed!