"Witch Zhang seems to be talking about you."
Three crops of leeks standing in the crowd with Fangzheng whispered to Fangzheng beside him.
"Leek No. 3, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb." Of course Fangzheng knew that Witch Zhang was talking about him, but he just didn't realize it at first.
This piece of witch can actually notice his existence.
At this time, Fangzheng has also noticed that at this moment, the surrounding villagers are all looking towards the four of them in the crowd. All focus.
He frowned inadvertently.
The appearance of this witch seems to have changed something in the spiritual world of the dead...
Leek No. 3: "..."
God damn Leek No. 3.
Why did I have this nickname of green.
Also, why am I number three and not number one
"For our safety, you should dedicate yourself to us. Didn't you notice that the surrounding villagers looked at us a little bit wrong? This witch must have done something wrong. There is something wrong with this witch."
"Well, I've already seen it, Leek No. 2." Fangzheng said a little depressed at this time.
Why are there four people standing here, why did he want to carry the corpse
Do honest people deserve to be blamers? Um? !
Leek No. 2: "..."
Enough mud.
Don't give others nicknames.
You unscrupulous leek number four! !
Leek No. 1 was excited, and Ah Q thought mentally: "Fortunately, I am Leek No. 1. I didn't expect that I am the most respectable person!"
At this moment, Sorceress Zhang, who was hunched over and only reached Fangzheng's chest, stared straight at Fangzheng with gray and cloudy eyes: "You don't want to?"
Fangzheng noticed that the surrounding villagers looked at him even more strangely.
"Li Sishui, take it as a contribution to the villagers and help the uncles and aunts."
"Yes, Surabaya, you were raised by my aunt since childhood. You have been closest to my aunt since I was a child. My aunt will not stand by and watch you in danger. My aunt will always follow you. If you are in danger, aunt Definitely be the first to stand up."
"Sishui, you are the only one who has seen that ghost survive tonight, which shows that you have a hard life."
The villagers tried to persuade Fangzheng one after another, calling Li Sishui familiar one by one.
WTF? !
Fangzheng looked confused.
Who are you and who are you, it makes me very confused, my name is Fangzheng! Not Li (you) Si (is) Shui (who)! !
What the hell is this sorceress doing? Is it related to the soul-inducing lamp lit by Li Sishui's resentment on me? This sorceress has secretly changed the memory details so that the villagers here regard me as Li Sishui
According to the original memory, did Li Sishui complete the body-carrying tonight
It's just that some details in the middle have been tampered with.
Fang Zheng was not surprised that a psychiatrist could even tamper with the memory of a living person, as well as the memory of a dead person.
"Do I look like Li Sishui?" Fangzheng pointed to the tip of his nose and confirmed to the leek trio beside him.
The three of them said in unison: "No, you are Leek No. 4."
Fangzheng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, you still recognized me and didn't ask me "who are you".
At this time, Li Sishui's parents stood up to object, and even Li Sishui's relatives also stood up to object. Li Sishui was the only college student in their old Li family. Living people carried dead bodies on their backs. Moreover, no one could tell if there was any danger on the way, and Li Sishui was resolutely not allowed to take risks.
This was a warm scene, but Fangzheng looked at Li Sishui's relatives protecting him, and Li Sishui yelled one by one without any sense of disobedience, which made the scene awkward for a while.
At this time, the surrounding villagers continued to persuade Fangzheng and Li Sishui's parents and relatives. As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, how can a few people resist the will of the whole village.
It seems that the person who carried the corpse back then was Li Sishui.
Otherwise, that sorceress wouldn't have changed Fangzheng's identity into Li Sishui, so unnecessary.
…
Fangzheng, taking Li Sishui's identity, walked through the yard to the coffin in the mourning hall. He couldn't help but think of the first guy who was sacrificed to heaven, that guy was sacrificed to heaven before touching the bride's body.
He shouldn't be the second one to offer sacrifices to heaven, right
Fangzheng saw the dead body of the bride in the coffin, and it was indeed similar to what was written in Li Sishui's post. The person seemed to be lying down and sleeping soundly. His skin was fresh and fresh, not at all like a dead body with stiff and black skin. The horrible corpse. At this time, the bride was already wearing simple clothes, which should have been put on by villagers.
"How do I recite it?" Fangzheng looked at the sorceress Zhang beside him, but he wondered if this sorceress was a ghost pretending to be sorceress Zhang. If I killed this sorceress now, how much soul energy would it be worth
Is it ordinary soul energy
Or special soul energy
"Just carry it normally. You can walk around the village at your usual walking speed, but the whole process of carrying the corpse can only be done by you alone. No one else is allowed to follow, not even me." The voice of Goddess Zhang Said some sullenly.
Hearing that no one else could follow, the Li family refused at first, but in the end they couldn't reach the whole village. Seeing the sad and crying mother of Li Sishui, Fangzheng couldn't bear it. He said a few words of comfort, saying that he would be fine and would come back safely, and then let Goddess Zhang start immediately.
The bride's body is carried on the back, and the touch feels like a living person. The skin can be broken by blows, soft and boneless, and there is no rigor imagining at all. That is, the body is icy cold, without the body temperature of a living person.
Fangzheng was amazed.
He didn't think much about it, and directly turned the person on his back, and immediately felt nephrite on his back, and there were two groups of latissimus dorsi on his back.
only…
As soon as the bride's body lay on top of him, she immediately fell into the coffin.
A villager helped him up, but fell down again...
Villagers continue to help them up, but they still fall...
Fangzheng looked at Goddess Zhang speechlessly. Is this what you said I have special fortune-telling and is most suitable for carrying corpses
Why do I feel like this is not letting me recite
At this moment, even Goddess Zhang didn't seem to expect the scene in front of her. Looking at the corpse of the bride who was lifted up by the villagers to lie on Fangzheng's body, and fell into the coffin time and time again, Goddess Zhang's wrinkled, long hair Doubt and suspicion appeared on the old face full of age spots.
And a little bewildered.
"Go find a rope, even if you tie it, you have to tie it to him!! He is the only one in the whole village who is suitable for carrying a corpse!!" The hunched witch Zhang screamed with square fingers.
It is possible that Li Sishui can only choose to carry the corpse.
Although Goddess Zhang tampered with the details of the memory, the general direction could not be changed, so Fang Zheng could only carry the corpse today no matter what.
After all, you can’t change a person’s memory into fish meat in fish-flavored pork shreds, lion head in braised lion’s head, wife cakes for wife… This kind of thing doesn’t pay attention to truth and reality at all. The settings can be played every minute.
Memory is precious in truth.
Immediately, some villagers ran to find the rope...
(end of this chapter)