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Chapter 32 Deceitful Corpse?

Nowadays, those who help in the mourning hall are basically old people who hang out with Xue Changqing.

After meeting Mr. Sang, everyone's attitude was very respectful.

During the recent period, Chen Feng has created a mess in Laolingou.

Most of the old people in these forest farms were offended by him. On the contrary, the young people who were not in their fifth or sixth grade were promoted a lot.

Ma Guiying, who was burning paper in front of the coffin, saw Mr. Sang and slowly stood up and walked over.

"Master Sang, I know it is inappropriate to hold a memorial service for Dachuan. I don't know how many people have privately poked my spine and scolded me.

He said that I had given up my face just to get more pension.

But now that Dachuan is dead, I, a woman, still have to support two children.

The county magistrate is not as good as the current one. Now Chen Feng is the branch secretary of Laolingou. I, a woman, really can't afford to offend him.

Now I just want to raise my two babies so that I can rest in peace under the Nine Springs of Dachuan."

Mr. Sang sighed softly and shook his head.

"But do you really think that guy named Chen can help you get more pension?

He is just using Okawa's death as a gimmick. Even if he gets the pension, he may not be able to get it into your hands.

Moreover, pensions can help you for a while, but they cannot help you forever.

Open your eyes and see who is really helping you in this mourning hall?"

Ma Guiying looked at the busy logging team workers in front of her and couldn't help sobbing.

With a plop, he knelt down towards Xue Changqing and others.

"Let me thank you on behalf of Okawa."

Xue Changqing quickly stepped forward and helped Ma Guiying up.

"Get up! There are still many days ahead.

Although Dachuan is gone now, as long as the old people in our logging team are still here, they will never give in to you three."

After comforting Ma Guiying for a few words, Xue Changqing asked Master Sang: "Master Sang, you are here so late, but what do you have to explain?"

Sang Ye glanced at Wang Chuan's coffin and had nothing to hide from Xue Changqing.

"Evergreen! You are a sensible person, so I won't hide it from you.

There will be a disaster in Laolingou tonight, so you have to get everyone prepared in advance."

Xue Changqing was shocked at first, but then he looked frustrated.

"Hey! If I had said hello to Mr. Sang before, I guess all the people in Laolingou would have listened to me.

But now that boy Chen Feng has made Laolingou a mess, and I, the captain of the logging team, have also been raped by him.

The man walked to a higher place, and the water flowed to a lower place.

Apart from these old buddies, I’m afraid not many people will believe me now.”

Seeing that Xue Changqing was a little depressed now, I couldn't help laughing and teasing him.

"Uncle Xue, you are just being raped.

You see, Mr. Sang and I are about to be forced to liquidate our households, but we are not as dejected as you!"

Xue Changqing raised his eyebrows with confusion on his face.

"What's going on? Chen is causing trouble for you?"

"More than just looking for trouble, we were given a pink slip.

I also need to compensate Master Sang for a huge sum of two hundred yuan. I think the gift is cheaper, thirty-seven and five yuan."

I spread my hands and joked helplessly.

"This bastard dares to touch even Mr. Sang. I'm going to settle the score with him." ωωw..net

Xue Changqing looked furious. He rolled up his sleeves and was going to argue with Chen Feng.

"Okay! Don't worry, I can't leave.

Laolingou has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and I plan to enjoy my remaining years here."

Mr. Sang waved his hand and stopped Xue Changqing.

"Most people are probably asleep at this point.

The top priority is to find a way to alert everyone."

At this time, Xue Bin suddenly stood up with a silly smile on his face.

"Dad, I have an idea."

Xue Changqing glanced at Xue Bin and curled his lips.

"You...what bad idea do you have?"

"Whether this idea is bad or not, the key is that it works."

Xue Bin has a quick mind, he doesn't have many business ideas, but he has a lot of all kinds of weird ideas.

"Okay, I'll leave this to you. If something happens later, you must wake everyone up as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, I guarantee it will be done properly."

With that said, Xue Bin ran out of the auditorium alone.

Not long after, a crackling sound suddenly came from the forest farm, which sounded like firecrackers.

The firecrackers went off for a while, and every house lit up their lights.

"Who the hell is so wicked?"

"Whoever wants to eat ghosts has the ability to come out."

"Xue Bin, you little brat, don't run away..."

There were waves of angry curses coming from the forest farm, and many people chased him out with shovels and brooms.

Not long after, Xue Bin ran into the auditorium panting, his body covered in sticky stains, and the entire auditorium was filled with a stench.

"Binzi, you fell into a manure pit, why does it stink so much?"

At this time, the forest farm workers chased him in groups, and each one of them was anxious and wanted to beat someone.

"Master Sang, I tried my best! Most of the people in the forest farm are probably up, and even those who haven't are probably choked up enough to sleep tonight."

Everyone was confused, but I somewhat understood.

"Xue Changqing, how did you teach your son to run under the window of my house and blow up a excrement bucket in the middle of the night?"

"That's right, not long after I lay down, I heard the crackling sound of firecrackers.

The curtains I just bought were all ruined by this guy."

"Just be satisfied! I didn't even close the damn curtains in my house... Bah."

Now the entire forest farm is shrouded in a stench that makes people's heads hurt.

As Xue Bin said, even if I didn't get up, the smell would be so strong that I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

"Captain Xue, can you please take care of your son? If you blow up the dung bucket today, you won't be able to blow up the house tomorrow."

Xue Changqing looked embarrassed and had to apologize to everyone one by one.

At present, this method is a bit awkward, but the purpose has basically been achieved.

At this moment, I felt a chill coming from my surroundings, and I couldn't help but shudder.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Sang asked me.

I was stunned, looking towards the coffin in the auditorium, and there seemed to be a deep voice coming from it.

"Quiet, everyone, stop talking."

I turned around and shouted at the excited crowd, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

Shh!

Mr. Sang raised his fingers towards everyone, making a gesture of silence.

There was a sudden silence in the auditorium.

Instigated, instigated...

A low and delicate voice came from the coffin and echoed in the auditorium.

I pulled out the talisman from my cuff with my backhand and looked into the coffin step by step.

The coffin was half open. Wang Chuan's body looked a little swollen, and his scarlet eyes were wide and round.

But I remember that I helped him close his eyes that day?

There was a banging sound inside the coffin, and everyone in the auditorium shrank involuntarily.

boom!

Wang Chuan's body suddenly sat up, with two lines of blood and tears flowing out of his scarlet eyes, as if he was looking directly at everyone.
Chapter completed!
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