Xiaoshui Township is a bit far away from Fulong Township, one is on the east side of the county town and the other is on the west side of the county town.

You don’t need to ride a horse from Fulong Township to Xiaoshui Township, you can take a boat. The Fulong River can reach Xiaoshui Township by going upstream.

As the name shows, there are small rivers crisscrossing everywhere in this village, which gather into tributaries of the Fulong River.

However, the Fulong River is just a tributary and eventually merges into the Qinjiang River.

The Qinjiang River is still just a tributary, and it eventually merges into the Yellow River.

The group got on the boat, and the boatman rowed the oar and sang a fisherman's song: "The fisherman in the hutch bay, the grasshopper is home to the west and the east..."

Wang Qilin stood happily at the stern of the boat and sang: "Snow on the river, wind by the pu border, laughing and not sighing about poverty..."

The reason why he had to stand at the stern of the boat was that he could face the east and enjoy the grand scenery of the rising sun.

The weather is hot, and farmers and fishermen come to work while the sun has just risen in the morning, so that they can go home to rest and escape the summer heat until the first half of the day.

There were soybean farmland on the shore, and the pods were ripe. When Xu Da saw a guy who made a fire on the boat, he asked him to go to the shore by the boat and carry a bag to pick up other people's green bean pods.

The owner rushed over and saw them wearing official uniforms and dared not speak out.

Chen Yi stretched out his hand and said, "Don't panic, watch me perform."

He showed off the scar on his head, swung the steel gun on his hand into a magic wand, and then walked up to salute the old farmer: "Amitabha, this donor has invited you. The little monk Chen Yi, he was a little hungry when he passed by the treasure land. He wanted to make a fame with you..."

The old farmer swallowed his anger and said, "This is the day, you guys are adults, right?"

He didn't dare to use the word "steal".

Xu Da laughed loudly, and he handed over a few copper coins and said, "Don't worry, fellow villager, we are not thieves."

After receiving the money, Lao Nong grinned and enthusiastically pulled him to the side: "Sir, my family has planted watermelons, but it's so sweet. How about it? Two of them?"

After a while, Chen Yi came back with a bag of mung bean pods and said to Wang Qilin: "Master Qi, I've transformed it."

Xu Da hugged two big watermelons and shouted: "You're just a fool, I bought it!"

Chen Yi ignored him. He went to cook beans. When he was looking for salt, he found a carp. His eyes lit up: "Amitabha, there are still fish? Then today the monk will turn into a fish with the donor."

The boatman smiled bitterly and said, "Master is really a waste of meat and vegetables. It will be transformed into you, and it will be transformed into you."

Xu Da asked the boatman to cut watermelons, and he came to row the oars himself.

He likes to ride a boat very much, and said while rocking the boat, "You must not guess my ideal when I was a child."

Wang Qilin said: "Are you a fisherman on a boat?"

"Look, I just said you can't guess that my ideal when I was a child was to open a brothel!"

Ma Ming squirted out a mouthful of watermelon: "This ideal is very good at Master Xu."

The mung beans were cooked quickly, and they sat together to eat mung beans and blew the morning breeze, but they were also happy.

The villages in the small water town all live by the water. The family that had the accident lived not far from the river. After they arrived at the place, Ma Ming took them straight to their destination.

This family is easy to find. There are white lanterns hanging at the door. The neighbors on both sides are pointing at their house while they are enjoying the cool air.

Ma Ming said: "The old man who died in this family is Zheng Paoji. His wife died early. He only has two sons and two daughters in the family. These four children were raised by him, so they are still filial. This family lived a good life in the village. The funeral was originally to be held in a grand manner, but now it has happened to a strange thing and has become a laughing stock in the village."

Wang Qilin asked, "Zheng Paoji? This name is a bit strange."

Ma Ming said: "Oh, this is because the old man of the Zheng family lived by raising chickens during his lifetime. He raised chickens freely, and drove them around like raising sheep. So he got the nickname "Old Chicken Running Man". After a long time, everyone called him Zheng Pao Chicken."

Xu Da frowned, showing a bitter thoughtful expression.

Ma Ming thought he had discovered something, so he asked, "Master Xu, what are you thinking?"

"Don't ask." Wang Qilin and Xie Hama said in unison.

But it's too late.

After hearing his inquiry, Xu Da said seriously: "I'm thinking, fortunately, this old man gave up chickens. If he killed chickens, what would you say he would be named?"

"Zheng kills the chicken?" Chen asked.

Xu Da shook his head: "No, I think it's Zheng who makes a chicken!"

Wang Qilin asked him to go to the village to inquire about the family, and he said: "I once heard that if the old man suffered a grievance before his life, his soul would not leave his body after his death, so that the coffin would be difficult to lift."

Xie Hata nodded and said, "There is such a thing, which is to turn into a spirit-binding in the earth. Another thing is that he promised someone else's business during his lifetime, and then he did not do it. In this way, his coffin cannot be moved, and he must fulfill this promise. Also, if the old man has a very powerful obsession and his soul refuses to leave, he will not be able to move the coffin..."

This kind of thing is so common that Xie Hata said more than a dozen guesses in one breath.

Wang Qilin nodded and walked into the door. Two cats sat up and stared at them in the shadows of the corner of the wall.

There were also some paper men and horses placed in the corner of the wall. When the two cats suddenly opened their eyes and looked like they looked scared, Chen Yi was frightened, and he shouted with his wand, "Amitabha! The demon will die!"

When the people in the room heard the sound, Wang Qilin pulled Shen Yi and said, "Okay, don't embarrass you. The sun is so big and the sun is so hot, what are you afraid of?"

Chen Yi was very proud of his face and raised his head and said, "Who is afraid? Amitabha, I see these two cats look like evil spirits. Look, ordinary cats are very timid. They should run away when they see us, so why would they sit there and stare at us?"

"Because this is a domestic cat," said Ma Ming.

Two middle-aged men came out of the room. When they saw the group, they quickly knelt down and saluted: "Caomin Zheng Dapeng, Caomin Zheng Dahu greeted the Lord."

Ma Ming became familiar with them and went up to wave and said, "Get up, this is the Lord Dayin King of the County. I don't know what happened to you, so I asked Lord Wang to come and see. He is a master and will definitely help you."

Zheng Dapeng almost burst into tears when he heard this. He kowtowed and said, "Please make the decision for the people."

"What's wrong?"

"It's just that my father's coffin cannot be lifted. This matter has spread all over the countryside now. It is said that we are unfilial to our children and have wronged my father during our lifetime, so my father refused to leave after he died."

"Yes, Caomin is wronged. Although Caomin and Caomin are not filial sons worthy of praise from the world, they serve their father in a very polite manner. They have never eaten or dressed for their father during their lifetime. You can ask the neighbors around us, we have never scolded him or made him look. Why is he unwilling to be at peace after his death?"

Listening to the words of the two brothers, Wang Qilin's face was as deep as water, and he didn't say anything.

When he entered the house, he was a mourning hall. A well-made coffin was parked on the ground. There was a platform behind it, with melons and fruits, three animals, a row of standing cigarettes, and two white candles and flames were lit up, and everything seemed to be as usual.

The coffin has been in mortal space for five days. It is said that the corpse has smelled off during this hot day, but Wang Qilin sniffed, without any odor.

He signaled Ma Ming to open the coffin, and there was a fat old man in a mourning dress lying inside. From his body shape, it could be seen that he had a good life during his lifetime.

The old man put a lot of ice cubes around him. The Zheng brothers bought the corpse to suppress the corpse at a high price. Otherwise, the corpse would rot quickly that day and would not be able to keep the soul.

The corpse is not abnormal.

Wang Qilin and Ma Ming worked together to carry the coffin, and the coffin was unusual and extremely heavy.

He can lift it, but this is the result of Wang Qilin trying his best. You must know that he is a master of Tongji Realm and has the power of the two bulls!

Chen came up to help, and he inserted his magic wand to the ground, and came up to stance to use the energy of the Dantian: "Get up for me!"

The coffin was finally lifted up.

Seeing this, the Zheng brothers' faces turned red with excitement: "Oh, my god's power!" "I finally lifted up. Lord Wang is so powerful. You have solved the problem by now. It's true that you are the big seal in charge!"

"Boom".

With a dull sound, the coffin fell to the ground again.

Wang Qilin said in a deep voice: "The matter has not been resolved, there is a problem in this coffin."

Zheng Dapeng said in surprise: "Didn't it be lifted up?"

Wang Qilin said: "We can lift it up, but this master and I have an extraordinary force of ten people. We can only lift it up barely, so it is naturally a problem."

Zheng Dahu was unwilling to give up, so he went to call the Eight Immortals to try again.

The gossip in the countryside these days has defeated him. In addition, the coffin is docked at home every day, which puts a lot of pressure on people. Now he just wants to bury his father quickly.

When the Eight Immortals arrived, they were all men with big arms and round waists, but when they got started, the coffin did not move.

Wang Qilin looked at Xie Hama, and Xie Hama shook his head: "I didn't find any evil spirits, but why hasn't this person been rotten? It's strange."

The incense in the incense burning was not burning in a neat way. Wang Qilin knew what this should indicate. Unfortunately, the pilgrim Sun Miaoyuan was in Paifang Township, and the far water could not relieve his near thirst.

Li Zheng, the youngest sister of the Zheng family, greeted: "It's already noon. Please have dinner first. There is no delicious food in the farmyard, but I have been raising chickens for many years. We brothers and sisters will stew chickens with one hand. Please ask you to taste if they are suitable for the taste."

Zheng Dahu looked at Chen Yi, and Chen Yi said first: "Amitabha, if you spray monks, you love to eat chicken."

The Zheng family not only prepared a pot of stewed chicken, but also had dried side dishes such as fried eggs with scallions and fried eggs with Chinese toon. The main food was egg cakes, which were golden and fragrant. They sank half a piece of cake.

Xu Dafeng rushed back: "I smelled the scent of stewed chicken and guessed that you were carrying me on my back. Master Qi, you are too unprotective. Let me go out and ask for news, and you can eat chicken secretly by yourself?"

"Didn't this be left for you?"

"What have you left?"

"A chicken leg, huh, where is the chicken leg?"

Ba Miao dragged a chicken leg and climbed up to the coffin with difficulty. After sitting down, it bowed to the chicken leg, opened its mouth and started to tear it happily.

Wang Qilin quickly dragged it down, and it was taboo to put the cat on the coffin in the village.

Xu Da drank chicken soup in a depressed mood. When the guy had enough food and drink, he coughed and took out a wooden box from his arms.

The wooden box is very tight, and when opened, it is full of braised lamb.

The egg pancake and braised lamb were eaten happily with his mouth.

Wang Qilin knew that he was deliberately greedy for his group, so he said with a funny look: "Okay, have you heard of any news?"

Xu Dadao: "The old man likes to worship gods, and he worships all kinds of gods. I guess he worships the evil gods, and now the evil gods are causing trouble?"
To be continued...