Chapter 20 Iron Coffin
I was afraid that the coffin would be broken open by the things inside, so I rushed forward with the engineering shovel.
But Zhang Sanfen reached out to stop me. His face was ferocious, and there was unspeakable anger in his voice: "Old He! Let's work hard to get the coffin out tonight!" "
I want to know who dares to do it. Such a heartless thing!"
Only then did I realize that the boss was not afraid, but angry.
Anger caused his face to twist and his body to tremble slightly! Even Xiao He was called Lao He!
But what on earth is this coffin that can make the boss so furious!
I have never seen my boss get so angry, and I was a little scared for a moment.
Zhang Sanfen took a deep breath and said: "Okay, cut off the rope of the two elder sisters hanging on the tree and bury them in the pit!" "
Their grievances are gone, so don't let them suffer hanging on the tree. "
I nodded hastily. The two poor women were tortured to death by their husbands' family during their lifetimes. They thought they would be able to get rid of them after death, but in the end, their bodies were still hung on the tree like a swing, being shaken by the mountain wind.
They are two poor people.
I climbed up the tree in three strokes and cut off the hanging rope with an engineer shovel.
In fact, the rope had long since rotted, and after I cut it casually a few times, it suddenly snapped into two pieces.
I put on my gloves, put the two rotting corpses where the coffins were buried before, and said, "Boss, just bury them like this?"
"Don't you need a coffin or something?"
Zhang Sanfen said angrily: "Alive When you were young, you were confused, but when you died
, you pursued refinement?" "Old He, let me tell you, the reason why people are alive is because they have souls and thoughts. After the soul dies, it is nothing! It is just a body. Don't take it too seriously, you bastard!"
Seeing that the boss was a little angry, I hurriedly picked up the engineering shovel and started burying the soil.
While burying the soil, I was still thinking about what my boss said.
It seems to make sense.
The reason why people are alive is because they have souls and thoughts.
If even the soul and thoughts are gone, it is actually no different from a dead person.
He's already dead, why do he care about what happens after his death?
It's a pity that people in the world have always regarded things after death as more important than life, especially the ancient emperors, who didn't even know how many civilians were used to build their own tombs.
It's really ridiculous.
While I was talking, I had already buried both female corpses.
When he looked at Zhang Sanfen again, his mood had recovered a lot.
Only then did I dare to ask, what is the origin of this iron coffin? Why are there zombies inside?
Zhang Sanfen sneered: "Old He, let me tell you, this coffin is very valuable!"
"Believe it or not, if we get it back tonight, someone will come to your door tomorrow! Then you can offer one million , five million, or even tens of millions, I guarantee that the other party will not counter-offer!"
When I heard that the corpse in the coffin was so valuable, I was really surprised.
But the boss said solemnly: "Then I disagreed! I even sent the coffin to the incinerator to be burned in front of him!" "
I have a professional incinerator that can turn even steel into iron slurry! I don’t believe that this coffin can withstand temperatures of several thousand degrees!”
“I’m going to piss that bastard who put the coffin in the coffin to death!”
At this point, he cursed again and said, “No fucking advice will work. ! I will fall out with anyone who dares to persuade me!"
As he said this, he greeted me and said, "Let's go! Drag the coffin!"
I immediately screamed in agony. You must know that the parking place is not close to the mass graves, and the coffin is nothing to say. It weighs several hundred kilograms. Wouldn't it be exhausting to drag it back? But the boss spoke up, and he was so angry. I had no choice but to hold on to the rope, and then work hard with the boss to drag the coffin along the narrow path.
The coffin is heavy, but the boss is very strong.
So much so that I feel that 80% of the weight is borne by the boss.
But he remained calm and composed, as if he was dragging a straw.
I secretly admired him and didn't know how the boss managed to achieve such a physique.
If I had this strength, I would probably be invincible in a fight.
But they said that it took all our efforts to drag the coffin to the parking spot.
When carrying the coffin into the car, there were scratching sounds inside the coffin again, and there was even a thumping sound, as if the coffin board was being kicked.
This time, the boss didn't tolerate the other party. He took out a bundle of red rope from the modified trunk and tied the coffin tightly.
Not to mention that, he took out a ball of something like ointment and spread it evenly on the coffin.
In an instant, the zombies that were noisy just now calmed down.
The red rope is used to ward off evil spirits. The milky white ointment is also called soft corpse incense. I don’t know what it is made of.
Anyway, if you apply it on the surface of the coffin, the medicinal effect will gradually penetrate into it and it can soften the zombies and make them comatose.
This thing is very expensive. I read in the night shift management manual that it costs about 50,000 yuan to buy half a catty.
The boss probably lost tens of thousands of dollars with this casual touch.
After finishing the work, the boss looked at me and said, "Did you use your strength?"
I nodded.
I was really tired from dragging the coffin just now. Even if the boss bore most of the weight, the rest would be enough for me to drink a bottle.
Zhang Sanfen said: "Don't drive to collect the acid. I will drive." "
By the way, have you got the black resentment?"
I took out the small bottle and said: "Boss, they are all here. It's not as bad as you said. "More."
Zhang Sanfen sneered and said, "Of course not that much. All the resentment has been sucked away by this guy at the back, so it's not a bad thing to have this little left." "
If we were two or three days later, we wouldn't even have this much." You can’t even touch the black resentment soil!”
I glanced back, no wonder there was so little black resentment soil.
The co-authorship was all snatched away by this guy behind me.
Seeing that Zhang Sanfen was in a better mood, I asked carefully: "Boss, what is the origin of this thing? Why are you so angry?"
Zhang Sanfen said: "Angry? This is not just a matter of anger. !"
"Old He, there is an extremely powerful corpse in the coffin. This thing has faked the corpse, and it is extremely powerful, so it was made of steel coffin and welded all around to prevent it from breaking out of the coffin. "
Then the person who raises the corpse will bury the coffin in a place where there is resentment, and specifically use the resentment to nourish the corpse, making the corpse become stronger and stronger." "
If the resentment is not enough, the person who raises the corpse will continue to search." In the new burial ground, bury the coffin in another place."
"Until the corpse inside absorbs enough resentment and has the strength to break open this steel coffin, it will be considered complete!"
I heard my hair stand on end and hurriedly glanced back at the iron coffin.
Who knows how much resentment this corpse has absorbed? Has it reached the standard of breaking out of the coffin?
(End of chapter)