In this era, lumberjacking itself is a high-risk industry, and there have been several fatal and maiming accidents in Laolingou in the past.

But this accident could have been avoided.

Wang Chuan is the vice-captain of the logging team and has a wife and two children at home.

After learning of Wang Chuan's death, his wife collapsed on the ground and cried loudly.

Wang Chuan's daughter-in-law is called Ma Guiying, who is in her forties and fled from other places a few years ago.

She married Wang Chuan through someone's introduction and gave birth to two daughters.

"Guiying, people cannot be resurrected after death, so please show your condolences and be patient.

Let’s deal with Wang Chuan’s funeral first!”

Xue Changqing didn't know what to say at this moment, so he could only step forward and say a few words of comfort.

Even if Wang Chuan died unjustly, after all, the two of them had worked together for many years, and the dead would be the most important.

"As a woman, I don't understand these things. I just listen to Brother Xue's arrangements."

Xue Changqing sighed softly, turned around and waved to me.

"Thirteen, Mr. Sang usually presides over funerals in the forest farm, and I don't understand the rules.

Now that Mr. Sang has gone out and has not returned, why don't you help me first?"

I did not refuse and nodded slightly.

"Okay! Could you please find a few people to plan a few wooden boards and send them to the town to make a coffin?

Go to Sunjiazhuang to contact the gong and drum maker, and buy some incense, candles, ingots, and wreaths. I will make a list later.

Vice Captain Wang died a violent death.

If you die without entering the door, let someone clean up the wasteland to the east of the forest farm and build a mourning hall as soon as possible."

I have been with Mr. Sang for so long, and I am very clear about funeral customs.

"Wait a minute! Did I hear you correctly? You actually want to build a mourning hall in a wasteland?"

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly raised his hand and stood up.

I frowned, obviously I didn't expect this guy to have the nerve to come out and act like a monster.

"It is a rule that you should not enter the funeral home after you die. Not only do you have to build a mourning hall outside the forest farm, but you also have to bury the body for seven days."

Chen Feng glared at me with a displeased look on his face.

"As a small non-staff member, do you have the right to speak here?"

Xue Changqing's face darkened and he glared at Chen Feng.

"Xiao Party Secretary Chen, what do you want to do?"

Chen Feng's face was gloomy and he snorted softly.

“Captain Wang’s death was in the line of duty, and the posthumous matters should be handled by the field department.

Besides, you have been suspended from your job now, so what qualifications do you have to point fingers here?"

After saying that, Chen Feng walked towards Ma Guiying, showing a look of hypocritical sadness on his face.

"Sister-in-law Guiying, don't worry, the field department will definitely handle Brother Wang's funeral affairs.

Brother Wang is the pride of our Laolingou Forest Farm people. He took the lead and died a worthy death.

I am planning to hold a memorial service for Brother Wang. The memorial service will be located in the auditorium of the field department. I call on all employees to learn from Brother Wang’s courageous and pioneering fighting spirit.

Report to the leader to give Brother Wang a commendation, and maybe he can apply for more pensions."

Ma Guiying was slightly startled and looked at the two children beside her with some hesitation.

"Xiao Party Secretary Chen, is it really possible to apply for more pensions?"

"Of course! This is an advanced deed by Brother Wang, and the superior leaders will definitely pay special attention to it." Chen Feng nodded with determination.

Ma Guiying hesitated for a moment and nodded heavily.

"Then I'll listen to you."

I felt helpless in my heart. How could these people not only remember to eat but not to fight?

"Just continue to seek death!"

Xue Changqing's face was also full of anger, and he walked away angrily.

"Thirteen, let's go too."

Xue Bin curled his lips and pulled me away in a hurry.

It wasn't until noon that Liu Jin drove Sang Ye back to the forest farm.

At this time, Liu Jin looked radiant and glowing as he walked. It seemed that Lord Sang had found a new tomb for him.

"Master Sang, are you back? Something big happened in the forest farm?"

I briefly recounted what happened to Mr. Sang.

After listening to this, Mr. Sang had an old face as usual.

"The king of hell can't save the damned ghosts. Let them suffer first, and then they cry!"

In the next two days, the forest farm suspended production and held a memorial service for Wang Chuan.

This Chen Feng can be considered to have thoroughly understood all the things in his official career. He clearly caused Wang Chuan's death by seeking his own death.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Chuan was established as an advanced example of leading by example and having the courage to contribute, calling on everyone to learn from him.

Naturally, Mr. Sang and I will not attend this bullshit memorial service.

As the saying goes, out of sight is out of mind. For the past two days, Mr. Sang took me into the mountains to collect herbs.

Every day I go out before dawn and come back after dark.

Strangely enough, it was always calm in Laolingou for two days in a row.

This undoubtedly further fueled Chen Feng's arrogance. He spread the word about Mr. Sang and me everywhere, which was just to deceive the public.

"Master Sang, today is already the third day.

I heard from Xue Bin that after the memorial service tomorrow, Wang Chuan will be buried.

At the memorial services these days, Chen Feng often used the two of us as negative role models.

I heard that after the funeral, the two of us will be sorted out."

Mr. Sang casually threw an herb into his basket and couldn't help but hum.

"Liquidate me? Let's see if he survives tonight!"

I stopped and looked towards Mr. Sang.

"Master Sang, do you mean something will happen tonight?"

Mr. Sang took off the backpack behind him and motioned for me to sit down and rest for a while.

"Thirteen, this dragon-headed tree suppresses the Taoism of Life and Death in Laolingou. The dragon-headed tree is like a faucet.

If the dragon head tree is cut down, disasters will continue to happen.

Because the mountains and rivers where the Dragon Head Tree is located are like a winding demon dragon, which corresponds to the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper.

The leader is Tianshu!

The Tianshu collapses and the Sixth Palace becomes unstable, which will inevitably lead to disaster in seven days.

But since ancient times, it has been said that the dead will not enter the door, but they happened to violate the taboo here.

This resulted in the period of disaster being shortened to three and a half days.

According to the timing of the Tianshu's collapse, a disaster will definitely occur tonight."

No wonder we have been peacefully together for the past two days. It turns out that it is not that we will not retaliate, but that the time has not yet come.

"Master Sang, do we really not care about this matter?"

Mr. Sang stroked his beard, sighed and shook his head.

"How can we really ignore it? Once a disaster occurs, the entire Laolingou will be restless.

Do you think I took you into the mountains these two days just to collect medicine?

I am looking for countermeasures to resolve disasters."

Mr. Sang was stunned for a moment and glanced at the dense forest around him.

"Everything in the world requires a balance, and now the disaster has begun.

If you want to resolve it, you have to find the seventh palace of this earth line."

I nodded thoughtfully.

The Seventh Palace is divided into Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang and Yaoguang.

"If Tianshu is the head of the dragon, then Yaoguang is the tail.

Everything in the world pays attention to a balance, and Tianshu and Yaoguang echo each other from afar.

The Tianshu will collapse, the six palaces will be unstable, and disasters will occur.

There is only one way to resolve the disaster.

Break the shaking light and cut off the dragon's tail so that its head and tail cannot see each other."

Mr. Sang nodded with relief.

"Yes, children can be taught.
Chapter completed!