After lifting the lid of the coffin, I started hunting ghosts to make money

【Chapter 6】

The boy in the school uniform was shivering while sitting on the seat. A few boys of the same age who were also in the school uniform next to him saw it, and immediately sneered without thinking: "Hey, Liao Ming, are you sick again?"

The boy named Liao Ming shrank slightly and didn't dare to speak.

Because of his yin and yang eyes, he was often bullied by other students in school.

Although Liao Ming can indeed see ghosts, it is the 21st century and most people only believe in science.Therefore, no matter how vivid and true what he said, no one would believe it.

Not only did no one believe it, but they also felt that there was something wrong with his mind.

The few boys saw Liao Ming shrinking his body and not speaking, it was the same as before, no matter what they said, they always looked like they would be beaten or scolded and would not fight back, and they couldn't help but lose interest for a while.

Several boys sneered at him again, seeing that he still didn't respond when he shrank in his position, they immediately changed the subject without interest.

"Hey, house, have you done your homework?"

"Homework? What is homework?"

"Hahaha, I know you didn't do it!"

"By the way, Cai Zhou, I heard that a girl from class three confessed to you?"

"Hey, don't mention it, it's bad luck to think about it..."

Several boys chatted together, chatting loudly.

Although Liao Ming felt noisy, but because he was afraid of being beaten, even if he felt noisy again, he didn't dare to say anything.

But he was not the only one in the car, there were other people too.

Apart from the driver and the conductor, there were six people on board.

Four students in school uniforms, two... oh, one adult in a suit, and a ghost that hasn't moved since getting in the car.

A few boys were playing and fighting in the car. The loud noise could be heard in the whole car. The grown man in a suit endured it patiently for a while, but after holding it for a long time, the boys didn't restrain themselves, so I couldn't help it all at once.

The man in the suit suddenly turned his head and said angrily at the boys, "Little brat, didn't your mother teach you to keep your voice down in public?"

These little boys are used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and they have always been arrogant in front of Liao Ming, but if they meet someone who is stronger than them, their aura will suddenly weaken.

When the boys heard the words, they shut their mouths embarrassingly.

The man in the suit looked better now.

……

The bus finally fell silent.

Looking at the three boys who dared to be angry and dare not speak out, Liao Ming felt extremely comfortable in his heart.

But the scene hadn't been quiet for a long time, and there was noise in the ears again.

But this time it was not the noise inside the car, but outside the car.

A loud sound of gongs and drums came from outside the car.

A few young boys just have nothing to do and don't know what to do.Therefore, after hearing this voice, I poked my head out without even thinking about it.

The three boys poked their heads out to take a look, and immediately groaned.

Because the sound of beating gongs and drums came from a funeral procession.

Not far in front of the bus, a funeral procession in the opposite direction to the bus was slowly advancing along the side of the road.

Everyone in the funeral procession was dressed in white robes, with their heads bowed and a pointed white paper cap on their heads.At a glance, all eyes are white.

And because of the white color everywhere, the big black coffin in the funeral procession became extremely conspicuous.

In the funeral procession, the person in front held the plaque and walked forward slowly, leading the way.

The people in the middle were carrying a large black coffin together.

The person at the end of the line is the one who beats the gongs and drums.

The division of labor in the funeral team was orderly and extremely harmonious.But for some reason, the whole team felt strange for no reason.

The funeral procession walked forward slowly, not knowing where to carry the coffin.

The three boys poked their heads and looked out, curiously watching the funeral procession not far away, with no sign of fear on their faces.

One of the boys turned his head and said to the people beside him, "Hey, house, where do you think they are going?"

The boy who was called the house shrugged and replied, "How do I know."

The other boy first glanced at the funeral procession, then turned his head to look at the direction behind the car, and replied, "I guess it should be sent to the ancestral grave? Doesn't it mean that when people in the village die, they are usually buried together?" Go into the ancestral grave?"

After hearing this, the first boy waved his hand and said, "This is the 21st century. I don't think it should be returned to the ancestor's grave."

That boy was about to refute, but the boy in the middle called 'House' couldn't take it anymore, clicked his tongue, and said without thinking, "What's there to argue about? Just ask if it's okay?"

When the boy finished speaking, the scene froze for a moment.

The other two boys lost their voices as if they were cut off in an instant.

After a while, the two men found their voices.

The boy with shorter hair touched his nose unnaturally, and said, "He's going to a funeral... Doesn't it feel good to ask others like this?"

Another boy echoed: "Yeah, I think so too."

After the two of them finished talking, the boy who proposed to ask them directly gave them a disdainful look and said, "No, I said... Isn't it just to ask? What's the big deal? I'm afraid of something... ...Where's your usual courage? Where did you go? Was it eaten by a dog?"

When the two boys heard the words, their expressions were a little embarrassed and they said: "No matter what, it's taboo to disturb others during their funeral..."

After listening, the boy had a weird expression for a moment.

He said with a weird expression, "No way...Cai Zhou, Wei Cheng...This is the 21st century, don't tell me what crooked theories you two still believe in. What about the history of science you two studied in school? teacher?"

Cai Zhou and Wei Cheng scratched their heads in embarrassment.

Although they did not believe in ghosts and gods, for some reason, watching the funeral procession, the two of them always had a creepy feeling in their hearts.

It's like a cold wind is blowing behind, hairy.

Cai Zhou and Wei Cheng looked at Fang Yasi's completely unafraid appearance, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed for a while.

So, the two exchanged a look, and said to Fang Yasi together in a very tacit understanding: "You are not afraid, then you can ask now! If you don't ask, you are a grandson!"

Fang Yasi seemed not to be afraid, he hummed softly, and replied: "Just ask, am I still afraid?"

After speaking, he really did what he said, and rushed outside to say hello.

Following Fang Yasi's hello, the funeral procession stopped abruptly and stopped abruptly.

Then, everyone raised their heads together and looked in the direction of the bus.

I don't know if it's because the sun is too strong outside, or because of dazzled eyes, Fang Yasi squinted his eyes, but he couldn't see the faces of these people clearly.

In his line of sight, the faces of these people were all black and blurred.

Fang Yasi felt a little strange in his heart, but soon, he put this question behind him.

Fang Yasi raised his voice and shouted in the direction of the funeral procession: "Where are you going—"

……

No one answered.

Everyone in the funeral team looked at Fang Yasi quietly, and stood there, motionless.Liao Ming in the car widened his eyes in horror after seeing this scene.

Liao Ming glanced at the funeral procession, as if seeing something extremely frightening, he quickly retracted his gaze and shrank back.

He hugged his arm tightly, trembling all over.

Because these 'people' in the funeral procession are not living people.

...is a ghost.

If you look closely, you can find that they... all walk on tiptoes.

And the only ones who can walk on tiptoes are the dead.

Liao Ming sat shivering in his seat, and the boys only thought that he was 'ill again' and didn't take it to heart.

On the other side, Fang Yasi leaned out of the window, waiting for the other party to reply, but he waited for a long time, but did not wait for the other party to reply.

……

The car gradually drove away.

Seeing the funeral team getting farther and farther away, Fang Yasi retracted his head a little depressed.

When retracting his head, Fang Yasi suddenly seemed to remember something, and his body froze.

Did he remember wrongly?The funeral procession just now seemed... to be gone.

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, so Fang Yasi poked his head out again and looked back in the direction of the funeral procession.

However, the funeral procession disappeared.

In broad daylight, it disappeared without a trace in such a strange way.

This is a rural wild ridge, with only one straight road and open spaces all around.So even if you leave the right path and go to another place, it is impossible to disappear like this all at once.

However, the funeral procession really just disappeared.

Not an illusion, but reality.

Although Fang Yasi is a non-ghostist, has always believed in science, and takes Marxism-Leninism as the kingly way, but at this meeting, he finally had to admit that the funeral procession just now was too weird.

Fang Yasi withdrew his gaze and swallowed sharply.

Fang Yasi asked the two people next to him tremblingly: "Did you notice just now that the funeral procession... seems to have no shadow."

When Fang Yasi finished speaking, the two of them trembled immediately.

After shivering, Cai Zhou was the first to reply: "Impossible? If there is no shadow, isn't it a ghost?"

Thinking of this scene, Wei Cheng was so frightened that his legs went limp.

Then, Wei Cheng replied without thinking: "You must be dazzled, how could there be someone without a shadow?"

Fang Yasi twitched the corners of his mouth, but found that he couldn't laugh.

As if comforting others, but also comforting himself, he whispered to himself, "It should be my eyesight, ha ha."

After speaking, the three fell into silence.For a while, no one spoke again.

At the same time, the sky outside the car window quickly darkened.

The conductor sitting at the front looked at the sky outside the car, then took out his mobile phone wonderingly, and checked the time.

17:49:13

It's less than six o'clock.

After reading the time, the conductor was even more puzzled for a while.

strangeness.

It's not even six o'clock, why is it getting dark?

But soon, the conductor put this doubt to the back of his mind.

Because a new passenger has arrived.

Not far away, a middle-aged woman in shabby clothes and a bamboo basket was standing on the side of the road, raised her arms and waved in the direction of the bus, wanting to get on the bus.

Seeing this, the conductor prepared to ask the driver to stop and let the middle-aged woman come up without even thinking about it.

But at this time, Liao Ming, who had been quiet all the time just now, suddenly stood up, and panickedly said to the conductor: "Don't...don't let her get on the bus!"

Hearing this, the conductor turned his head in confusion and looked in Liao Ming's direction.

Liao Ming looked at the middle-aged woman outside the car, his face was pale and all blood was gone.

Liao Ming said tremblingly, "Don't let her get in the car, she...she is—"

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Yasi and Wei Chen, who were sitting obliquely to the right behind him, cut him off with a look of disgust on their faces, and said, "You don't need to listen to him, he's out of his mind."

Liao Ming stammered back: "I...I'm not..."

But it is too late now.

The conductor had asked the driver to open the door and put her on.