Burial with Qing Yao

Tong Niu heard the movement at the door, turned over, and poked his head at the crack of the door.

"I think he was seriously injured, why don't you do good every day?"

Jiang Ran sneered at those who touched porcelain, "I have done good deeds today!" and emphasized, "I only do one good deed a day!"

Tongniu's eyes rolled around, "Why are so many people chasing him? Is he hiding something good? Or if you search him, maybe you can add a few more coats."

Recently, the account is tight, Lu Gan's goal is to be able to eat at least three sticks of incense every day, and he can use any means to do so.

Jiang Ran felt that Tongniu's words were not unreasonable, and he had never been a noble and arrogant gentleman, and it was quite fun to do things that took advantage of others.

Immediately rummaged through that person.

Just as Jiang Ran finished turning over his sleeves, he started turning over his chest again. When he saw the birthmark under the man's collarbone, he was stunned for a while. He had seen this man before!

Just 18 years ago, on the first day when the coffin was opened, a speeding carriage was chased and killed by countless people.

At that time, a Jinwu guard jumped into the carriage, snatched the crying newborn baby from a woman, and threw him from the carriage, trying to throw him to death.

That day was also the first time that Jiang Ran was brought to this coffin shop by ghost messengers after his death in his previous life.

Yama said that he had too much killing karma in his previous life and could not be reincarnated.

Let him come up to bury the demon to make atonement for his previous life, do good deeds every day, and give a glimpse of the meaning of life by the way.

He had just put on a fresh body, and after relieving his stiff hands and feet, he stood at the door basking in the long-lost sun.

I just stretched my waist, copied a baby and came back, and successfully completed the daily good deeds of the day...

Later, in the chaos, another group of people came to protect the baby.When Jiang Ran handed over the child, he took a look at his face.

His life was bumpy, he didn't look like an emperor at all, he didn't even have the fate of being rich and powerful, no matter what his status was, he could only be an unknown little person in this life.

After many years, I saw this birthmark again, coupled with this unique unlucky face, yes, it was him.

Jiang Ran felt that he was destined to be with that person.

And because this person's fate was so miserable that he couldn't stand it, so he felt a little compassion.

Whether it is heaven, earth or hell, the little people always have the sorrow of the little people.

"Lu Gan, help me carry him in."

"Didn't you say you can't help?"

"Today is an exception, do good deeds every day!"

Song You was dragged to the wound when he was moved, and he held his head up with difficulty in the unbearable pain. He seemed to see a small animal-like thing moving his feet, and he cursed reluctantly while moving it.

He felt that he was about to die, and he had hallucinations.

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Everyone in Lingyang City knows that the coffin shops in Chaju Lane are full of evil spirits, and they have to be three feet away when passing by, so as not to be infected with bad luck.

Of course the Jin Wuwei knew about it, but they dragged people into the coffin shop in front of them. They were emperors, so they couldn't pretend not to see it.

In the end or not to enter?

This simple question made it hard for the dozen or so burly men.

"My lord, you shot that arrow yourself. From a distance, I saw that it really hit the vital point. The genius doctor came and couldn't recover, why don't we withdraw?"

"How can you treat the things explained above so casually? If you want to live, you want to see people, and if you die, you want to see corpses! If something goes wrong, don't you and my heads need to be treated in another place?"

The leader of the Jinwu Guard finally made a decision after several struggles, and waved his hand, "Enter!"

The Jinwu Guards wanted to be imposing and polite to go in and walk around, but the door panels of the coffin shop had long been rotten by moths, and they collapsed with a slight push. The dust was flying, what the Jinwu Guards thought was that they would not Will it be misunderstood as someone who came to smash the store?

The coffin shop had a small storefront, with various coffins lined up on both sides. On the coffin lid of one of the coffins stood a very delicate copper bull, with its head held high and its chest held high.

The leader of the Jinwu Guard tried his best to make his expression look amiable, "That man just now..."

Before he finished speaking, he leaned against the shopkeeper who was making tea on the counter, and replied without raising his head, "Dead."

He was so frightened that he was sweating. In winter, the shopkeeper leaning on the counter wrapped himself in such a way that he couldn't see his face, and couldn't distinguish his figure. Is it a human or a ghost?

Moreover, there is mist coming out of everyone's breathing, why does he have neither mist nor breath?

The leader's legs were weak, he didn't dare to think about it, and asked again, "The corpse..."

"In the coffin, find it yourself."

"Then we... don't bother you." The leader shifted his gaze to the wooden coffin with the copper bull standing on it, thinking for a moment that he had misread it.

That copper bull...has it moved?

Just now, he was obviously not in this position, nor was he in this posture of bowing his head and gnawing grass!

Could it be that he was wrong?He rubbed his eyes, perhaps because he was tired on duty.

Opening his eyes again, the copper bull's posture turned into lying down and tickling!

"Have you seen... the posture of the copper bull has been changing..."

But the Jinwu guards under him all shook their heads in confusion, saying that they hadn't noticed.

He could only bite the bullet and order his subordinates to open the coffin, and told them not to touch the copper bull on the coffin lid.

As soon as the coffin lid was opened, the Jinwu guards first smelled a strong smell of burning, and for some reason, they shivered, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on their bodies for no reason.

A few Jinwu guards covered their mouths and noses and looked inside. There was only a bundle of "firewood sticks" inside.

There was no one they were looking for.

"Open another coffin!"

On the counter, the shopkeeper of the coffin shop poured boiling tea into the porcelain cup with one mouth missing, and said slowly, "If you open other coffins, you have to ask the people lying in the coffins if you agree. "

After all, a cup of hot tea was poured out, and it landed on the ground, turning into a puddle of wet human figures.

The humanoid water stain lay on the ground and struggled a few times, then stood up, almost to the knees of the Jin Wuwei, like a child who just learned to walk, opened his arms, and staggered towards them.

Everyone was so frightened that they backed up one after another, trying not to die, and smashed the copper bull into the half-open coffin.

The copper bull fell into the coffin with a cry of "Ouch", then pawed at the edge of the coffin with its hooves, propped itself up, and reprimanded fiercely, "Bold! How dare you knock my bull's horns and leave your money, roll!"

Apparently, the Jin Wuwei, who was so frightened that he almost fainted, only heard the last word "roll" selectively, and rushed out of the coffin shop one by one, rolling and crawling.

Tongniu was not reconciled, and chased all the way to the door, "I let you keep your money, are you all deaf? You bastards!"

The copper bull cursed and turned around, and the puddle of human-shaped water splashed and fell back to the ground again, turning into a wet puddle.

Not surprised, he trotted up to Jiang Ran's legs, kicked his legs upright, and said with a mean cry in his voice, "I'm going to be hungry, I don't care, I must eat three sticks of incense today."

This bully does everything he can to make fun of him, and he doesn't have the slightest air of an emperor.

Jiang Ran was impatient with the noise, so she could only bend down to lift the copper bull, put it on the counter, took out a bunch of incense from her arms, separated three sticks, and lit them with fire.

The curling smoke rose slowly, and then Lu Gan lay quietly beside the incense burner, and when he was extremely at ease, he suddenly became suspicious, "Why are you so talkative today?"

Jiang Ran drank a cup of tea without changing his expression, "I've always been easy to talk to."

After drinking the third cup of tea, Tongniu was already drowsy amidst the fragrant mist.

Only then did Jiang Ran reveal her true purpose, and bent over to get into the counter, and took out a nine-dragon and nine-phoenix crown from the innermost sandalwood box.

Lu Gan's favorite antiques were all dug from his own tomb. Among them, the crown with nine dragons and nine phoenixes was his favorite. The material used was so gorgeous that he was reluctant to play with it.

He specially prepared this for the future empress, but unfortunately, he was busy fighting in the early years, so he didn't find a lover until his death.

On this phoenix crown, there are nine dragons holding the east pearl in their mouths, and there are nine golden phoenixes with emerald greens underneath.Surrounded by pearls and flowers, emerald phoenixes spread their wings and golden dragons gallop.

Jiang Ran unceremoniously squeezed an East Pearl from above.

Half an hour later, Dongzhu changed hands several times, and finally exchanged for heavy silver taels.Jiang Ran went to the pharmacy to buy some expensive wound medicines, and bought some clothes and food.

Walking halfway, I heard the old storyteller under the overpass talk about the four-nine-nine weather, "I don't make a move in one nine two nine, three nine four nine walk on the ice", I couldn't help shrinking, thinking about it, but couldn't hold back, I bought two coats and three cloaks.

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When Song You woke up, it was already late outside the coffin shop, and the wind and snow returned.

He was lying in the coffin, the wounds on his body had been bandaged, and those used up wound medicine jars were overturned beside him like funeral objects. There were more than a dozen jars, large and small, and they must have fallen down. original capital.

He sat up from the coffin with difficulty, and saw the person who said that he had made enemies with him was wearing thick clothes, holding a fluorescent green lantern, standing outside the gate of the coffin shop, as if waiting for someone.

He just stood there, looking in one direction motionless, until the heavy snow pressed his eyelashes down slightly.

The icicles hanging from the eaves were already very long, and occasionally one or two fell down and were buried silently in the snow.

For some reason, Song You watched this scene with an unprecedented peace of mind, and even the hostility that had lingered in the corners of his eyes and brows all year round dissipated a little.

By the moonlight, he saw four or five weasels lined up in a line, the last one holding the tail of the previous one, and they appeared in front of the man in an orderly manner.

The one in the lead straightened its upper body and bowed towards the man very humanly.

Holding a lantern in his hand, the man bent down to return the gift very seriously, and then took out a long and narrow wooden box from his arms and handed it over.

The weasels sniffed the wooden box, then gathered together sadly, whining, as if they were crying.

"Go." With the help of the man, the weasels lifted the wooden box over their heads and left in the direction they came from.

Before leaving, a brown-yellow-haired weasel at the end of the line kowtowed to the man again, leaving a golden tooth on the snow when it got up.

The small footprints were gradually filled by the wind and snow.

The man watched for a long time until he couldn't see those little visitors at all, then entered the room, closed the door behind his back, and blocked the air vent in the gap with a few coffin boards.

Jiang Ran knew that he was awake, so he pretended not to see him, and went about his own business. He was very suspicious, so he waited for him to speak first.

Light the brazier first to warm the room.

Only then did they take off those heavy cloaks and jackets one by one.

The snowdrops that had condensed on the eyelashes had turned into water. He twisted a hot towel and pressed it gently from top to bottom.

Song You was still sitting in the coffin, staring blankly at him covering half of his face with a hot towel, under the warm light, revealing a pair of pitch-black almond eyes, the pupils of which shone with fine gleam.

"What's in the wooden box you just took?" After observing for a long time, Song You finally expressed his doubts.

"The weasel's corpse was born in the same litter as them. I went out and saw it dying on the street a few days ago, so I collected the corpse for it." Jiang Ran replied solemnly, not treating him as an outsider at all.

"I saw the sad faces of those animals, as if they were human?"

"No matter what it is, if you live for a long time, you will naturally understand human nature. The weasel family repays kindness and revenge, and their money is the best. Today I earned a gold tooth."

"A coffin shop of yours earns money from animals, isn't it very black-hearted?"

"But my unscrupulous boss just saved your life today."

As Jiang Ran spoke, he began to calculate the cost with him face to face: "Shenwutang's Nine-Return Soul Pill is designed to treat serious injuries. I spent a lot of effort to get one and use it on you. Besides In addition, there are countless good wound medicines and tonics."

"I'm penniless, and I don't have any gold teeth." Song You recalled his words, "Wait a minute, why You?"