Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 47: Dark clouds press the situation, and the funeral changes in strange ways!

Wang Hai nodded and shook his head: "It's not entirely true. I think someone is deliberately showing that An Pingjie is not an ordinary person. From cleaning this Taoist temple to covering up with these flowers that are not in the flower season but are blooming, let We believe that An Pingjie is not an ordinary person."

Then, Wang Hai chuckled: "But he calculated everything wrong, and we have already completed the investigation of An Pingjie's identity! The old man is just an ordinary person, and it is useless no matter how hard he tries to hide it."

Zhao Haizhu scratched his head, frowned, and was very puzzled: "But what is the purpose of this person doing this?"

Wang Hai clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes at Zhao Haizhu: "You are stupid. We went to the village yesterday to inquire about the situation. Why is there a funeral today? We are here today and there are flowers at the entrance of this Taoist temple?"

"Then Orion said they didn't bloom a few days ago. Why are they blooming here today, when there is a funeral in Anping? Someone must have done it on purpose!"

"You did it on purpose? What do you mean? Why am I getting more and more confused the more I listen to it." Zhao Haizhu looked confused.

Wang Hai looked at Zhao Haizhu deeply for a long time and sighed helplessly: "Someone wants to confuse us. They first borrowed the words of people in the village to tell us that An Pingjie is just an ordinary person, an absolute ordinary person."

"Well, that's right, this is the result of our investigation." Zhao Haizhu was willing to be a compliment.

Wang Hai said again: "Then what? The Taoist temple has changed today. No one admits it, and it can't be done by the villagers. Some people say that An Pingjie may be able to do magic. What do you think? Do you think that , Might An Pingjie really be an outsider? He has been hiding his identity before, is there something wrong with our investigation results? "

Hearing this, Zhao Haizhu nodded in confusion.

That seems to be the case.

"In other words, someone now wants to completely confuse us so that we can't get the correct answers and can't continue the investigation."

Wang Hai sneered: "But now, I know all the tricks this person used."

"Just watch, this person is definitely doing something to create a mysterious image for An Pingjie. The purpose is to completely confuse us and make it impossible to tell what the truth of the investigation is!" Wang Hai said in a determined tone. , his face is full of confidence.

Just when the two of them made a lot of strategic discussions about the funeral of the old man Anpingjie.

in the crowd.

The village chief rested for a moment, then stepped forward with a cane.

Arriving in front of the Changsheng Temple, the village chief stopped for a long time and sighed: "Let's get started, let Shunzi rest in peace as soon as possible, and we will go back early."

"Yes, village chief." The funeral host, An Pinggui, nodded.

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at the same time.

Diagonally opposite the top of the mountain where the Temple of Immortality is located, on the top of a higher mountain.

Zhang Ye was dragging a black umbrella in one hand and holding a telescope in the other. He was still wearing a black windbreaker as usual, and his whole body was full of mystery.

Looking through the telescope, the villagers who came to hold the funeral for Mr. An Pingjie were all standing in front of and behind the Changsheng Temple Gate.

Zhang Ye put down the telescope and looked up at the sky.

The weather is very good today, the sky is clear, and the silk clouds are slowly drifting into the distance under the breeze, just like the old man An Pingjie, he is also slowly leaving this world in another way. .

"The auspicious time has come, let's begin."

Zhang Ye murmured, and then looked at the gate of Changsheng Temple not far away, only separated by a mountain.

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"The auspicious time has come! Prepare for burial!"

In front of the Changsheng Temple, An Pinggui stood in front of everyone and shouted in a deep voice.

With his loud shout.

The four men carrying the coffin took a deep breath, then each grabbed a corner of the coffin and lifted it with force.

And behind the coffin, among the crowd following.

The few people who had been muttering secretly looked up at the big sun hanging high in the sky and the hot smell emanating from everywhere.

"Hurry up and end it. It's too hot. If this was in the back mountain, we would all have eaten by now." A middle-aged man raised his hand to cover his eyes and said with a grin.

One person was making a cattail leaf fan by hand and said while fanning it: "Yes, I have to work in the fields in the afternoon. If you get heatstroke, it's not worth it."

"Let me tell you, let's just put Mr. Shunzi's coffin directly in the Immortality Temple, and then we can just go through a simple process and it's over."

"That's right, if he's not a relative or a friend, it's already great that we can come over and hold a funeral for him. Hurry up and get it over with, I'm about to have a heat stroke."

"No, I am almost dying. There is no wind in the mountains and there is no shelter."

While several people were complaining.

The back of the line.

Wang Hai held up his mobile phone and hid behind Zhao Haizhu, secretly looking at the phone screen: "Mr. Fang, the funeral has already begun."

On the phone screen, it was Fang Zheng's face.

Fang Zheng was sitting in the office, with a solemn and solemn expression, looking directly at him: "Yes."

Then, he stopped talking.

Then, in a low voice, Wang Hai told Fang Zheng the idea he had just had, that someone wanted to portray An Pingjie as an outsider, in order to delay their investigation.

After listening, Fang Zheng nodded: "Let's take a look first and then talk about it after watching the funeral."

After that, he stopped talking.

Wang Hai and Zhao Haizhu also watched everything at the funeral without saying a word.

And at this time.

The two people scattering paper money in front stepped into the Temple of Immortality while scattering paper money.

Then, the four men carrying the coffin swayed left and right, carrying the coffin with the Anping knot, and then stepped into the Temple of Immortality.

At the moment when the coffin entered the view of immortality.

call--

The wind rises and the clouds move away.

The leaves on the surrounding trees rustled as they were blown.

"Why is the sky over there so cloudy?"

At this time, someone exclaimed, his tone full of horror.

For a time, the large swaths of sunlight shining on the earth receded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the sky is far away.

I saw a large cloud appear, with a pressing force, dispersing the clear sky, and drifting towards the top of the mountain at an extremely fast speed.

In just less than a minute, the sky above the mountain top, which was originally clear and clear, became densely covered with fog, not allowing any sunlight to penetrate, and it was extremely oppressive.

The hot breath also seemed to have encountered a nemesis, and the temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees.

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