"Say, what are you talking about?"

The uncle was a little dazed. Liu Tianqi looked at the uncle and said, "Of course, why am I considered the messenger of hell? Are there any features of mine that are similar?"

Liu Tianqi looked at the old man and asked, Liu Tianqi wants to understand this matter. Only by understanding the matter can Liu Tianqi make a plan accordingly. If Liu Tianqi himself is similar to these hell messengers and Xiangxi historians, okay?

Keep it up, and even use this characteristic to blend into the historians of western Hunan.

At this time the old man said: "Nothing looks alike, you are nothing alike. You are two different types of people. Hell messengers always wear loose robes and hold a mourning stick in their hands. They look a bit like black and white. You see.

You look like a messenger from hell in your Chinese tunic suit. If it weren't for the special situation in Mrs. Cass's family, you would never be regarded as a messenger from hell."

"Forehead……"

After hearing the old man's words, Liu Tianqi had a dark look on his face, "What is a Chinese tunic suit? This is a suit, a Versace suit, tens of thousands of dollars worth of clothes!"

Liu Tianqi looked at the old man but thought for a moment about how to compete with an old man. Thinking of this, Liu Tianqi looked at the old man and said, "Uncle, you just said that the old lady has special circumstances in her family. What special circumstances are they?"

The old man looked at Liu Tianqi and said: "Old Mrs. Cass's wife died suddenly this morning. Logically speaking, the messenger from hell should come to collect the body tomorrow, but I didn't expect that I would be bumped into by you tonight. You were gesticulating with the old lady.

Next, you didn't answer the old lady's words and prepared to rush into the old lady's house. All these offended the old lady's sensitive nerves, just like those unreasonable people attacking the sand, so the old lady thought you were a

Allah attacks the sand!”

The old man looked at Liu Tianqi and said slowly. Liu Tianqi laughed after listening to the old man's words: "It seems that this so-called Ara sand attack has done a lot of harm to you. Do you have a bad impression of them?"

The old man nodded and said: "Of course it's not good. Don't talk about us. The whole of Xiangxi hates Ala Gongsha and these bastards who snatched the corpses. You must know that we people in Xiangxi have the same customs as the Han people in the Central Plains. They are very particular.

They are buried in peace, but since the advent of Allah's attack on the sand, everyone's relatives have been taken away. No one knows whether they were sliced ​​up or made into sausages. Who do you think doesn't hate them?"

Liu Tianqi nodded gently after hearing the old man's words and said, "It's quite hateful. Since it's so hateful, haven't you ever resisted?"

"Why didn't I resist? But what's the use? There used to be a wealthy village in western Hunan called Bala Village. The reason why that village was called the richest village in western Hunan was entirely due to their village chief. As a result, the village chief was overworked.

After the death, the village chief’s son did not come back from the field, so the villagers discussed keeping the body and waiting for the village chief’s son to come back.”

"But the next day Ala Gongsha came, and he was about to take away the village chief. The villagers tried to stop him, but Ala Gongsha ignored them and prepared to rob him. The villagers were capable, so they picked up their farm tools and followed Ala Gongsha.

There was a conflict in the village, and as a result, all of the more than 400 people in the village were killed by Ala Gongsha. Their bodies were all pulled away in rows by Ala Gongsha. From then on, almost no one dared to challenge Ala Gongsha.

."

The old man looked at Liu Tianqi and said, Liu Tianqi asked doubtfully after hearing this: "No, since the power of Allah's attack on sand is so powerful, why do you still dare to besiege me today? Am I not Allah's attack on sand?"

The old man laughed after listening to Liu Tianqi's words and said: "Don't be stupid. In fact, the villagers will know that you are not Ala Gongsha as soon as they see you. Firstly, Ala Gongsha usually comes at noon the next day. Secondly, Ala Gongsha's clothes are different from yours."

The Chinese tunic suits don’t match, and in the end Ala’s attack on the sand usually involves two people appearing at the same time.”

The old man looked at Liu Tianqi and said, Liu Tianqi had a black line after hearing this, hey, he was being played by a fellow countryman.

Liu Tianqi took a sip of water thinking of this, but he was still happy in his heart, because Liu Tianqi got two important pieces of information from the old man. First, Ala Gongsha was a historian of Xiangxi, and secondly, Ala Gongsha would happen after death.

Tianqian came to collect the body, and the old man from the old lady's family happened to die today, which means that at noon tomorrow, when Ala attacks the sand, people from the Xiangxi Historian will come to collect the body. This is an excellent opportunity to sneak into the Xiangxi Historian.

Liu Tianqi was very satisfied when he thought of this. Yes, he had gained a lot this time, and he would really have a chance to show off tomorrow.

When Liu Tianqi thought of this, the old man stood up and said: "It's getting late. The kang in my house is empty. You can just stay here for the night. Leave as soon as possible tomorrow morning. Don't stay in the village. These people are attacking the sand."

Strangers are very unfriendly, and it is said that several strangers who entered this place by mistake were all killed by these Alas."

After hearing what the old man said, Liu Tianqi quickly thanked him: "Oh, thank you very much, sir. By the way, I want to ask you something!"

"Ask me for something? First of all, let me declare that I can't give my house to you. As I get older, the fire in my house is too hot, and I still need to have my waist heated. It's no big deal for a young man like you to sleep on a cool kang.

"

The old man said, Liu Tianqi was embarrassed, was he the kind of person who competed with the old man for the hot bed?

Liu Tianqi smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle, you misunderstood. I don't want to compete with you for the bed, but I want you to do me another favor."

"What are you doing? Tell me, don't be so secretive."

When the old man heard that he refused to fight for the hot bed, he immediately relaxed and looked at Liu Tianqi asking Liu Tianqi what he thought. Liu Tianqi looked at the old man and said: "I want you to tell the old lady for me, can you lend me the coffin?"

!”

"WTF?"

After listening to Liu Tianqi's words, the old man lost all his sleep and looked at Liu Tianqi with wide eyes.

Liu Tianqi looked at the old man and smiled and said: "I said, can you discuss with the old lady and take her old man's coffin for me to use?"

The old man heard Liu Tianqi's words clearly, and his face was filled with various complex expressions, but the main expression should be: This guy is not a fool, is he?

The old man was very heartbroken. He had seen people borrowing coffins before. This was the first time he saw someone borrowing a coffin.

The old man looked at Liu Tianqi with a puzzled face and said: "Young man, I know that young people like you nowadays like to play non-mainstream things, but you can't play with coffins, and why are you borrowing coffins?"

After hearing what the old man said, Liu Tianqi scratched his head and said, "Go to sleep!"

"I……"

The old man was confused after listening to Liu Tianqi's words. At this moment, the old man even wondered if Liu Tianqi was a patient who escaped from a mental hospital and ran into a coffin to sleep. What are you doing? Prove that you are brave. You still dislike my fire bed.

Is it harder than a coffin board?

The old man was in a mess.
Chapter completed!