There were quite a lot of people brought over from the courtyard this time, including twelve security guards, six old gentlemen from the library, and six young people. Yuan Xue was among them. In addition,

In addition, Mr. Bao also contacted his classmates to come and help. These classmates were divided into groups and arranged to be taken by the old gentleman in the library.

Those students were very excited. This was a rare internship opportunity. Moreover, it was a direct contact with a private collection like the Ren family.

The onlookers thought it was because the old man of the Ren family had such a good reputation that so many mourners came. But they didn't know that it was not an old man who was being buried today, but the twelve coffins belonging to the ancestors of the Ren family.

Ren Qiancang walked in the front, wearing a black formal suit and a black coat. A smile appeared on his lips and he said, "Dad, what are you doing? Open the door."

The hunchbacked father didn't say anything. He took a step forward and raised his hoe towards Ren Qiancang.

"What's going on? I let Qian Cang bury my own ancestors, and you want to block the way?"

Among the crowd of onlookers, an old man in his nineties, who was said to be retired from the collection hall, said, "Ah, what are you doing?"

Then the father spoke: "Where is Wu Guang? If Wu Guang doesn't come, no one is allowed to carry the coffin out today."

"Wu Guang has been fired by me." Ren Qiancang said, "He should go back to his hometown with so much money now. Dad, do you still insist on waiting for him to come? My dad's body is still parked inside, you

Aren’t you afraid of bugs?”

After saying this, everyone onlookers started talking, saying that the father was unreasonable. The father suddenly knelt down in tears and threw the hoe aside. He cried and shouted something, but I didn't

I understood, but Ren Qiancang still smiled so heartlessly, asked the security guard next to him to carry the old man aside, and said to me: "According to the security guards working in the big yard, those with more than fifty years of service

Let’s calculate, give him three months’ salary.”

This meant resigning. I nodded and accepted.

Ren Qiancang opened the door of the mansion with the key. Just like last time, Master Bao asked Ren Qiancang to take a handful of lit incense and lead a group of people behind him to walk in. After passing a door, he put an incense stick.

As long as there is a coffin in the room, it will be carried out and put on the hearse. Before, when the Ren family ordered twelve hearses, the funeral parlor was still very confused and shouted, but after the Ren family spent money, the matter was still done.

arrive.

There are fewer and fewer people following behind, but the voices of discussion are getting louder and louder. There are twelve coffins, some of which are high-quality ancient coffins.

When I opened the room where the crutches were, I followed Ren Qiancang and looked at the crutches lying on the ground with unspeakable pain in my heart.

One by one, coffins were carried out from beside us, and the old house went deeper and deeper. Finally, the coffin that had locked me inside was carried out.

After walking around for a while, we also followed him out.

Ren Qiancang stood in front of the gate of the Ren family's old house, looked at the twelve coffins that had been loaded into the car and said: "Cremate them all, and cremate them with the coffins. No one of the twelve coffins is allowed to be opened. This matter,

Mr. Bao is responsible."

I stood one step behind Ren Qiancang, and my heart sank. On the other side of the main courtyard of the Ren family, two security guards were dead, Aunt Xiao, the old man, Wu Guang, and Xu Xin. On the other side of the old house of the Ren family, twelve others were dead.

The coffins that had been there for hundreds of years were all carried out one by one today

, they will be sent to the furnace one by one and burned in coffins in a while. The living ones of the Ren family were forced to death by Ren Qiancang, and the dead ones were burned by Ren Qiancang. I suddenly laughed,

If we really die in the tomb when we go to the tomb, we can go to hell together.

After hearing these words, the hunchbacked father had already sat aside, panting and crying secretly. But now he rushed to Ren Qiancang and shouted: "You are here to force your ancestors to death! You are not

Human! I know everything! I know everything! You are not human! You are already dead! You are already dead! You were already dead when you were a teenager! I saw your ghost next to Wu Guang! You are

What a ghost!"

Ren Qiancang didn't move and was already looking at him with a smile. The hunchbacked father's words shocked everyone present. The two reporters present kept taking pictures. I walked over slowly and stood beside them.

In front of him, he said: "If you want to survive, don't take pictures. These are not gossips. You may write them casually."

The two reporters were affected by the fearful atmosphere at the scene and quickly put down their cameras. I smiled at them and said, "Don't let me see any news on the news. Otherwise, the Ren family can make you disappear.

"

After I finished speaking, when I turned around, the hunchbacked old man had cursed until his voice became hoarse. The last mouthful of blood spurted out on Ren Qiancang's feet, and he fell down. "Are your family members there? Send him to the hospital. Forget it.

Work-related injury." Ren Qiancang said. Several people walked out of the crowd of onlookers and carried the hunchbacked father away.

Mr. Bao followed the hearse to the funeral parlor, but Ren Qiancang, a descendant of the Ren family, did not go. He told the people and security guards from the funeral parlor beside him: "The old house is also part of my Ren family. My grandma used to

Living here, there is still one person left here

There are some ancient items from my great-grandfather’s house. Everyone went in, counted them, and moved everything to the collection hall for storage. Yuan Xue, make a plan to find a good day during the Chinese New Year to collect the collections in the old house.

The money raised from the auction will be used to build a primary school in the countryside."

"Okay!" Yuan Xue responded, but I could tell that she was very nervous now. She definitely didn't expect that those who came here today would see such a scene.

The twelve people in the library, plus Mr. Bao's classmates, all put on professional white gloves, took notebooks, and began to count. The ancient pieces here are all on display, unlike in the tomb.

, I still have to slowly sweep away the soil. After all, the museum has professional personnel and professional vehicles. It was busy from the morning to five o'clock in the afternoon.

Everyone's lunch consisted of sitting on the steps of the front door with their lunch boxes in hand, watching the antiques being packed up one by one and sent to the car.

Yuan Xue sat next to me while eating. She seemed to want to say something to me but she never spoke. It was not until the lunch was finished that she said: "Shang Shang, have you been here before?

"

"Um."

"You...don't think what happened today...what should I say..."

"Have you seen a ghost in the big house?" I asked.

She shook her head: "I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but I know that some of them cannot be explained by science. However, there are twelve coffins, and some of them are... coffins from almost a hundred years ago. Just burn them like this... You and I

Let me tell you the truth, is there a corpse that does not rot?"

One of Baoye's classmates also came to my side and said, "Aunt Shang?"

"Why do you call me auntie?" I glared at her.

The boy looked very tall, and he hadn't cleaned up his beard yet. He looked older than me. He laughed and said, "I'm also curious why those coffins were burned. If those coffins really existed

If the corpse is not put to decay, it would be good to take it out for viewing or for scientific research."

I breathed out secretly and then said: "Stop talking about this. I asked you to come to help, not to talk about the master's family." I really have to remind them of these words. If they go to talk to Ren Qiancang directly, Ren Qiancang will

Cang will definitely be angry.

After all, Mr. Bao's classmate didn't know me very well. After hearing what I said, he immediately returned to the old gentleman who took him with his lunch box in hand.

Yuan Xue finally said: "I feel more and more that the Ren family has too many sins."

In the afternoon, news came from the hospital that the hunchbacked father passed away in the hospital. The person who came to report the news must be a relative of the father. We don’t know who he is. After listening to what he said, Ren Qiancang

He said: "When the Ren family is buried, let's bury them next to the pile of ancestors in my house. Dad has guarded them all his life. Let him continue to guard them after he dies."

"Okay, okay." The man responded. He also saw what happened just now in the crowd of onlookers. Ren Qiancang never hit his father or hurt him. It was his father who couldn't bear the blow and fell down. Now.

Ren Qiancang can still be considered as a work-related injury and has funeral expenses covered, which is already a great gift to their family.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lao Zhang came over and told us that the inventory of ancient items in the old house had been completed. It was just an empty house. However, Lao Zhang still said: "Actually, if this house is repaired, it can still be used as a warehouse.

And it also retains a lot of the style and craftsmanship of the previous buildings. The house itself is an antique. Mr. Ren, what I mean is..."

"It's too late." Ren Qiancang said, looking at the sky above the mansion.

Lao Zhang also looked in the direction Ren Qiancang was looking at and said, "Why is it too late?"

"It's burning over there. It seems that some ancestors are helpless but unwilling to give in. Let's burn it. Anyway, I don't care about this place! Who cares about a tomb?" When Ren Qiancang said that, the back of the old house had begun to appear.

Black smoke.

The college students over there who were preparing to leave were the first to notice the black smoke and started shouting. Then they noticed it one by one and started shouting.

Someone shouted: "Call 119! Can the fire truck come in here?"

"Go put out the fire!"

"Oh my god, these are houses made of wood. These are antiques!"

"The Ren family has suffered heavy losses."

"I think those ancestors are being burned now. We might as well burn down the old house."

"Don't sound so scary, okay?"

Some college students wanted to rush in, but Ren Qiancang had already closed the door of the mansion, locked the door knocker with a lock, and said: "Burn it. After seven days, this will be a standard haunted house. Who of you wants to play the game of finding ghosts?"
Chapter completed!