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Huang Dan put down the newspaper and followed the old man out.
The sequence of heavy rain, heavy rain, and extra-heavy rain is fierce and unusual. The ponds and rivers are flooded, and the fish inside will swim up, so many people will come out to fish at this time.
Wu nǎinǎi is old and has a lot of experience. She didn't catch a single Huang Dan. She has already caught a dozen or so, and said in disgust, "How did you get the net bag? The posture is wrong."
Huang Dan said, "I have never caught fish."
His volume was very low, and Wu's hearing was not very good, "What did you say?"
Huang Dan shook his head and said nothing.
Wu nǎinǎi was lazy to care about him, and threw himself on the fish, wishing to catch all the fish in this piece of water into his net pocket.
All morning, Huang Dan's legs were soaked in the water. He caught some fish. He was completely weak and his mouth was dry, "nǎinǎi, enough to eat."
Wu nǎinǎi looks better than he is, and is refined, "Find more and eat slowly. How deep is the water now, it's very difficult to buy a vegetable."
Huang Dan said nothing.
After a while, Huang Dan inadvertently found a piece of black, and it was close, he swallowed, "nǎinǎi, there is a big thing floating over there, it looks like a coffin."
Wu nǎinǎi was catching the fish in her pocket into the basket, she trembled when she heard the shout, the fish broke free from her hand, jumped into the water and swam away.
"It's really a coffin, bad luck."
Wu Nǎinǎi's expression changed immediately, and he lost all the energy from the previous moment, no fish, shrimp or anything, "Go back, go back, don't look at it!"
Huang Dan walked slowly and looked back twice.
Wu nǎinǎi came back and pulled him with great strength, "I told you not to look at it, but you want to look at it, why are you so annoying, even half your brother's!"
Huang Dan was about to say something, and caught a glimpse of the figure under the eaves, "Uncle."
Wu nǎinǎi stopped, she shook off Huang Dan's hand and walked back quickly, the muddy water kept swaying away from her legs, making violent splashes.
"Director, I don't know which mountain the coffin came from, but when I saw it, it was about to die..."
Wu nǎinǎi stopped abruptly, and she poohed several times, "Come in, you can't watch."
Nie Wenyuan looked at the thin figure in the distance, "What are you doing there?"
Huang Dan said, "I'll go and push the coffin away."
Chuan characters appeared between Nie Wenyuan's eyebrows, "Come back."
Huang Dan did not cooperate. He asked Mr. Lu, the other party is the administrator of the 120 area of the supernatural, and he will definitely be very clear about the supernatural ghosts.
Mr. Lu said that it would be unlucky if the coffin floated to the door, and someone was going to die recently.
Huang Dan listened, and his scalp tightened. Apart from him, the rest of the house were Nie Wenyuan, Wu nǎinǎi, Nie Xiuqin and Zhou Weiwei and their daughters. If anything happened to anyone, it would be bad.
Wu nǎinǎi said to the people around him, "Don't worry about it, that kid is very stubborn, let him go."
Nie Wenyuan had already walked down the steps and walked into the muddy water.
Wu nǎinǎi shouted a few times in the back to no avail, she looked nervous and hurriedly faced the god Amitabha.
The coffin was eventually pushed away by Huang Dan and Nie Wenyuan, and floated in the other direction of the house, not knowing where it would go.
Huang Dan's pace was labored, "Uncle, why are you here?"
Nie Wenyuan said, "Uncle is afraid that you will lift the lid of the coffin out of curiosity."
Huang Dan said, "I won't."
Nie Wenyuan smiled faintly, "You're young, so remembering xing is a lot worse."
Huang Dan's eyelids twitched.
He silently searched the original owner's memory and found relevant fragments.
Many years ago, the mountain collapsed and a coffin was exposed. Wherever the people in the vicinity passed by, they would not stop, nor would they be idle, so they stepped forward and looked around.
One day the original owner went to the mountains with a few friends and found the coffin.
The little friends hugged in fright, and none of them dared to approach.
The original owner played with his prestige, he dared to open the lid of the coffin, and ran away screaming without seeing anything.
When the news spread, they all said that the original owner was not the one, saying that his heart was not good enough, and that he would suffer in the future.
Nie Youxiang and his wife went up the mountain to burn paper, pulled the original owner to kowtow to the coffin several times, and went to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha without worry.
Huang Danhui, he was still where he was, and Nie Wenyuan had already returned to the house.
The little château of the coffin passed quickly.
Wu nǎinǎi said to take a bath and called Huang Dan to kill the fish.
Huang Dan was speechless.
Where can he kill fish, this technique is too difficult, he can only eat fish and drink fish soup.
Nie Xiuqin came downstairs. She looked at the crucian carp in the bucket, "Why are there so many fish