Weird Talker

Chapter 266 The Change of Moving the Coffin (4 Character Chapters, 1 Update)

Chapter 266 The Change of Coffin Relocation ([-]-word Chapter, One Change)

Facing Qiao Ziru's crying, Qin Manjiang suddenly lost his confidence.

No matter how you look at it, this girl is good enough to him. Whether it is helping to solve the school's troubles, or helping to take care of Qin Xinyi, Qiao Ziru can be said to do her best.

But what about yourself?

He triggered the [Pupil Realm] and dragged her into such a terrifying world, and she was cut off from normal life ever since.

This can be called revenge.

And during this period of time, he never took the initiative to ask her what help she needed.

Qin Manjiang ignored that not everyone can face all these horrors with peace of mind, but he couldn't even offer a word of relief.

He was a little guilty, because he faintly felt that Qiao Ziru should have known that he had dragged her into the world of strange stories, but she still didn't ask anything, and still stood beside him silently.

Obviously in this horror game about life and death, she only knew him, but she never pestered him.

The more Qin Manjiang thought about it, the more he felt guilty. He asked in a low voice:

"what happened to you?"

Qiao Ziru wiped her eyes quickly. She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't control her tears.

"I dreamed about grandma..." Her voice trembled, "Just last night, I dreamed about grandma, she said she couldn't hold on anymore..."

Qin Manjiang said softly: "I understand, let's go, I will accompany you home to see grandma first."

There was not much he could do, and Qiao Ziru would take the initiative to tell him about it. From Qin Manjiang's point of view, she should be in need of someone to accompany her right now.

But... Qiao Ziru shook his head: "No... Grandma passed away when I was in junior high school. After I suddenly dreamed about grandma last night, I felt something was wrong, so I called back to my hometown. My mother said... Dad After selling the land, grandma’s tomb is going to be moved..."

"Classmate Qin..." She raised her head slightly, looking at Qin Manjiang with tears in her eyes, "Do you know what grandma meant when she said in her dream that she couldn't hold on any longer? I'm so scared..."

A dead person suddenly told his granddaughter in a dream that he couldn't hold on any longer, and was preparing to move her tomb in the real world... No wonder Qiao Ziru was so anxious to discuss it with him. It's so weird that other people won't believe it at all.

Could it be that... a strange story is about to take shape?

Qin Manjiang's heart skipped a beat.

Looking at Qiao Ziru's teary eyes, Qin Manjiang didn't know how to respond to her for a moment. He knew Qiao Ziru's family background, and her birth was similar to his own, or even worse.

Although Lao Qin is only an adoptive father, his feelings for him are real anyway.

But Qiao Ziru's parents divorced when she was in elementary school, and they had already formed new families, so they didn't want to care about her being such a fool.

She returned to her hometown town and lived with her grandma. She paid for herself by helping out in the town and earning scholarships from the school at the same time.

These things were discussed by Qin Yiman during dinner.

Qiao Ziru went to the hospital to take care of her. The two girls have become good friends because of their shallow conversations. Qiao Ziru also mentioned some of her own situation to her.

When Qin Manyi talked about Qiao Ziru with him, his tone was full of admiration: "Brother, let me tell you, that sister Qiao is much stronger than you imagined!"

Yeah...she's strong.

Qin Manjiang looked at her with complicated eyes.

Qiao Ziru finally got out of the predicament, and a bright future and life are in sight...

This is also the reason why Qin Manjiang didn't want to get in touch with her more at the beginning, he was afraid that the strange talk would entangle her through himself, but unexpectedly... the worst thing happened.

"Where is your hometown?" Qin Manjiang asked.

"Go out from the north of the city and go straight north... Qiao's Village."

"Okay, let's go, let's go now." Qin Manjiang said immediately.

"But, don't you have to go to the old locust tree in the south of the city tomorrow..." She didn't want to delay everyone's arrangements because of her own affairs, but her grandma's dream made her feel really uncomfortable.

"It's not a big problem without the two of us, what's more, what if we solve the problem soon?" Qin Manjiang smiled and said confidently: "Maybe we can still catch up with the old pagoda tree." journey."

At this time, a gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind the two of them:

"Two, why don't I drive you there?"

This voice is!

Mei Sijun? !

Qin Manjiang and Qiao Ziru turned their heads and saw the long-haired and handsome Mei Sijun standing at the bathroom door.

He apologized: "Sorry, I borrowed the bathroom before leaving, I didn't mean to eavesdrop."

"You said you have a car?" Qin Manjiang didn't pay much attention to his words.

Mei Sijun nodded: "Just stop downstairs."

"Then let's go!" Qin Manjiang turned around and left. He was just going to say hello to the proprietress, but he found that the proprietress was no longer at the bar.

Mei Sijun looked at Qiao Ziru and bowed slightly: "Sorry, Miss Qiao..."

Qiao Ziru quickly shook his head: "No... I should thank you, thank you for your willingness to help..."

"Then... let's go."

----

Joe's Village.

According to the old man, all the villagers in Qiaojia Village were surnamed Qiao at the beginning.

It's just that when the fleeing people came, and the government came to arrest the strong men, the surnames became mixed up every time they came in and out.

Over time, there are fewer and fewer families with the surname Qiao in Qiaojia Village, and now there are only five or six families left.

And today, another family with the surname Qiao will leave Qiao's Village forever. I heard...the land was sold.

Early this morning, many outsiders came to Qiao's Village, wearing unseasonable single clothes, taciturn, and looking very dignified.

The villagers in Qiao's Village watched the excitement. Everyone knew that Qiao Liang sold his ancestral land out of conscience.

"I'm coming!"

"Which family is that the boss? What's so strange about the cemetery of Qiao Liang's family..."

"Who knows? It's cold there, and I usually don't want to go that way when I go home from work."

There was a lot of discussion around.

Amidst such discussions, a dark off-road vehicle drove into the village.

The white-haired boy wearing a turtleneck sweater in the back seat looked out of the car window expressionlessly, and a middle-aged man's voice sounded beside him: "Close the window quickly, it's so cold."

"Yes, Doctor."

"Don't call me that outside, call me Uncle Zhao, Lao Zhao, do you hear me?"

"Yes, Doctor."

Zhao Fengchuan looked at him speechlessly, but he was really stupid... But there was nothing he could do...

"Hey! Qiao Liang, come here!"

Zhao Fengchuan saw Qiao Liang in the crowd at a glance. He looked upright, but his temperament was timid and his eyes kept dodging, which made people feel very bad.

When Qiao Liang saw Zhao Fengchuan, he hurried over to Xiaopao, opened the door, and got into the car with a bow.

"Boss Zhao, you are finally here..." Qiao Liang heaved a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Fengchuan asked strangely.

"If you don't come, I will be stabbed to death by these people. The whole village will say that I am not filial and sell my old lady's grave..."

"Are you right?" Zhao Fengchuan tilted his head slightly and looked at him, "I heard that you have a daughter who is studying at university in Fucheng, right?"

"Ah? Yes... there is a daughter..." Qiao Liang scratched his face in embarrassment, and muttered in a low voice, "There is one... there is one..."

Zhao Fengchuan suddenly laughed: "Don't worry! I'm not a rich man who forced your daughter to marry me. I'm just asking, do you know what your daughter has been up to lately?"

Qiao Liang shook his head, with an embarrassed smile on his wrinkled face: "To tell you the truth, Boss Zhao, actually... I haven't seen her for many years, growing up... a college student... Don't recognize her father..."

Zhao Fengchuan nodded slowly and closed his eyes.

"That's it, all right, let's go down."

"Ah?" Qiao Liang's complexion changed, "It's not...Boss Zhao...I...Can't I go there by car?"

Zhao Fengchuan opened his eyes and turned his head to stare at his eyes. Soon, Qiao Liang avoided Zhao Fengchuan's scorching gaze.

"What do you think...you have the right to ride in a car with me?"

Zhao Fengchuan asked softly.

Qiao Liang trembled all over, quickly opened the car door, and got out of the car.

Looking at his back, Zhao Fengchuan put a smile on his face, closed his eyes again, leaned on the seat, and said in a low voice: "Huh, huh..."

----

At this time, Mei Sijun was driving, and Qin Manjiang and Qiao Ziru were on their way.

But time is running out.

On the mountainside at the back of Qiaojia Village, a group of people had already stood still, surrounded by men, women and children who were watching the fun in the village, all of them stretched their necks to look in.

In front of Qiao Liang's mother's grave, a table had already been set up, an incense burner was set up, and three sticks of incense were inserted. The sacrifices were a cow's head, a pig's head, a sheep's head, and glutinous rice and white wine were also placed on the table table. The old Taoist in the robe walked to the table, bowed three times with his hands together, then dipped his fingers in rootless water, flicked them in all directions, and began to mutter.

The old Taoist was pacing back and forth while singing, looking decent, and he really had a bit of a fairy spirit, at least it was enough to fool the villagers.

"Lin, tell me...if only there were Taoism in this world." Zhao Fengchuan smacked his mouth and said aloud.

The boy wearing a turtleneck sweater ignored him, but looked down at a brick the size of a mobile phone with a focused expression.

"Forming..."

"almost done."

Lin said without emotion.

"I just said it's doable?"

Zhao Fengchuan was a little happy. He stroked his chin and said to himself: "The selected players are all born with spiritual pupils. Their families must be somewhat weird. The place where they are buried will definitely be the same if nothing happens. Something is different."

"If we succeed this time, we can start from another direction and create strange stories outside of his rules... Hehe..."

At this time, the old Taoist grabbed the mahogany sword on the table and began to throw the talisman into the sky. On this cloudy day, the talisman was blown away by the wind as soon as it was thrown into the sky, but the strange thing was that the old man waved the mahogany sword, All the talismans spontaneously ignited.

"Hey! What a trick!" Zhao Fengchuan applauded repeatedly.

The surrounding people were even more exclaimed.

"The auspicious time has come, break the ground and move the coffin!"

The old Taoist yelled, and suddenly... an extremely strong wind suddenly blew along with his yell!

The grass and trees on the whole halfway up the mountain were rustling, and the soul-calling flags that were lifted up were also dancing with the wind. This scene almost stunned everyone. Chill.

"Hey... nothing will happen..."

Some villagers whispered.

"What can happen, didn't you invite Taoist priests to do it..."

"But... look at the wind..."

"It's going to rain, you look at the sky..."

"Also ha..."

The wind has indeed gradually weakened, and it seems that the sudden gust of wind just now was just a coincidence.

No matter what the surroundings were talking about, the strong men in single clothes all went forward with shovels and hoes after hearing the old man's voice.

After the old Taoist explained some taboos and precautions for digging graves, the first hoe was already raised high.

However, before the hoe fell down, the cold wind on the mountainside suddenly blew again!

"Ehhh!"

Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, the summoning banner brought by the old Taoist was suddenly blown away!

The soul-calling flag is red, and it can be used as a decoration on the imperial altar. When the drum is issued, it invites the Three Realms, invites the water god, and saves the souls of the dead.

With a pale face, he looked at the soul-calling banner flying towards the shadow of the mountain, and kept pinching his fingers, but his face became paler and paler.

"It's over, it's over..."

He muttered, just about to stop the earth-moving and grave-moving, but he hadn't had time to speak...

Hearing only a sound of "Hang Chi--", the big man holding the hoe has already sunk into the grave with his hoe!

And with his hoe, the other shovels and hoes also went down.

Grave soil splashed everywhere, and the wind suddenly picked up!

On the whole halfway up the mountain, everyone suddenly shivered, the wind made people feel uncomfortable...

The timid villagers have already retreated, ready to sneak away.

Zhao Fengchuan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help muttering: "This battle... this terrifying malice... finally didn't run away...haha!"

"Hey, Lin!"

"We made it!"

"We created a strange story ourselves outside of his rules!"

However, the white-haired boy in a turtleneck, Lin.But has been silent.

He stared at what was in his hands without blinking.

After a long while, he said:

"Not yet..."

"It's absorbing malice..."

"The spirit pupils we released are still being absorbed..."

"Still accumulating..."

Zhao Fengchuan quickly stuck his head out and glanced at what Lin was holding.

His complexion finally had a noticeable change.

"It can't be so evil..." He lost his happy look, but took the thing from Lin's hand and quickly operated it.

"How could it be possible for the first-time ghost story to absorb so many spiritual pupils?"

"It should have exploded long ago..."

"Is there something wrong..."

At this time, the person who had been digging the grave suddenly shouted: "We have dug a coffin!"

"Master!"

The old man's beard was trembling, his lips were bloodless, his eyes were absent-minded, as if he didn't hear anyone calling him at all.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind the crowd:

"and many more!"

"Don't dig!"

(It’s not divided into chapters, it’s more in one, I’m too messy here)

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