My master is invincible

Chapter 1832 Yin Yang Rice (36)

The driver didn't speak, just stared at me closely.

After a full minute, the driver still didn't speak.

I was a little anxious, so I asked him, "Brother, what's the matter?"

He still didn't speak, just stared at me.

Now, I couldn't stand anymore, raised my hand and waved in front of his eyes, and asked tentatively, "Brother, what's wrong with you? If there is something, you can tell me!"

What broke me down was that the driver stared at me and just didn't speak.

This made me really helpless, I grabbed his arm and shook it vigorously.

I don't know if my action had an effect, or what happened, the driver suddenly came back to his senses, and tremblingly said: "You mean the thing I want to pull is a corpse?"

Looking at his expression, I didn't dare to say it directly, mainly because I was afraid that he would run away immediately after I said it.

In desperation, I had no choice but to say: "No, how can I let you pull corpses, besides, generally pulling corpses is done in broad daylight, how can you pull corpses in the middle of the night."

After all, I quickly asked, "Brother, what are your parents doing?"

He seemed a little worried, stared at me closely, and asked me: "Little brother, you have to tell me the truth, if you pull the corpse, I can't do this job, no, I have to do it when I get in the car." You have to check it out, otherwise, I won’t feel at ease here.”

I smiled and said, "Yes!"

Afterwards, I chatted with the driver for a while, asking about his family.

What I didn't expect was that, according to the driver, before he drove the truck, there was a funeral at home. At that time, the elders in his family died outside, and he wanted to take the body back to his hometown.

Who would have thought that in the end, he couldn't find the car in a daze.

I asked him how to deal with the corpse in the end.

He stared at me closely, and said with a wry smile: "What else can I do? Carry it back. It took me half a month to carry the corpse to my hometown. After returning to my hometown, the corpse stinks. Since then , I swear to myself that I will never pull a corpse in this life, and let outsiders have a taste of that."

Hearing this, I originally wanted to ask him why he didn't go to the hospital to find a car, but I thought that the ambulances in ordinary hospitals would definitely not pull the dead, so I didn't ask.

However, what he said really pierced my heart.

At the moment, I was staring at him closely, and was about to do some ideological work for him, but the driver suddenly spoke up, and he said, "By the way, little brother, I want to ask you something."

"What's the matter?" I stared at him suspiciously.

He raised his eyes and looked around, saw no one around, and then said: "Little brother, do you think there are ghosts in this world?"

"Why do you ask like that?" I asked curiously, why did the driver ask such a question out of nowhere.

He glanced at me, took out a cigarette, lit one for me, and said in a low voice: "Little brother, I only tell you this because I treat you as my own brother. Let me tell you this, the reason why I The first reason for not pulling the corpse is that no one is willing to pull the dead body when the elders in my family pass away, and the second is..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be quite scared. He looked around first, and then pulled me into the cab. I asked him why he was in the cab. He said that it was safe to go to the cab.

Well, in desperation, I had no choice but to follow him into the cab.

As soon as he sat down, the driver immediately rolled up the window glass, lit a cigarette, and tremblingly said: "Little brother, the thing is like this, after my grandpa's body was taken to the countryside, didn't it stink!"

I nodded, motioning for him to continue.

He continued: "Do you think this is strange? Our family bought a coffin nearby, performed some rituals, and put my grandfather's body in the coffin. That night, our family stood by the coffin, Around midnight, I heard a strange clicking sound, and early the next morning, my dad planned to burn some incense for my grandpa."

As he said that, he paused, took a deep breath, and trembled, "Little brother, guess what my dad saw when he offered incense to my grandpa?"

I thought about it for a while, and subconsciously asked, "Dead change?"

He shook his head vigorously, and slapped his palm on his thigh, "My grandfather's body is gone."

"Ah!" I exclaimed, staring at him fixedly, "Are you kidding me?"

"Little brother, have you ever seen anyone who would make fun of the dead? My grandfather's body really disappeared. Our family surrounded our village and searched for a long time. Finally, it was found in the back mountain. You said Isn't this a wicked thing?" The driver said while smoking a cigarette.

To be honest, I don't believe what he said, how can the deceased run to the mountain by himself, isn't this nonsense.

However, judging by the tone of the driver's speech, he doesn't look like a liar.

At that moment, I tentatively asked, "Will someone steal the corpse and put it on the back hill on purpose?"

He shook his head and said, "Impossible. We played cards by the side of the coffin that night, and no outsiders ever came in. Besides, the coffin was covered at that time. Make a noise, there's no way we can't hear it."

Needless to say, when he said that, I also felt evil.

After working as a coffin bearer for so many years, I have never seen such an evil thing.

To be honest, I have seen many dead people commit strange things, but this is the first time I have heard of such a dead person running to the back mountain by himself.

Wait, no, he just said that in the middle of the night, he heard a crackling sound from inside the coffin.

Just an hour ago, I also heard a similar sound, it was from Grandpa Yuan Zhenghua's coffin.

Thinking of this, my face changed drastically, and I quickly asked, "What is that click sound you just mentioned?"

Hearing this, he hurriedly asked, "Little brother, do you think there is something wrong with that clicking sound?"

I didn't hide anything, so I asked him, "Do you want to find out how your grandfather's body got to the back mountain?"

He didn't even think about it, and immediately said: "I think, how can I not think about it, since my grandpa died, my dad has always thought that he was not good to my grandpa, and my grandpa's ghost is causing trouble. I'm in a daze, I'm over 60 this year, and I'm still blaming myself."

Hearing this, I glanced at him meaningfully, and asked him: "Your father treated your grandfather badly before?"

He shook his head and said, "No, my dad is well-known in our village as a dutiful son, and he treated my grandpa very well. There is only one thing, he failed to fulfill my grandpa's wish."

"What's the matter?" I asked quickly, and my intuition told me that the driver's matter might be related to Grandpa Yuan Zhenghua's. There was a clicking sound.

If it is said that the two are not related, I would not believe it.

(End of this chapter)