Chapter 7 Two-finger Cavern

Chapter 7 Two-finger Cavern

When Qi Tiezui saw Zhang Qishan walked outside the station after speaking, his heart was stunned. Holding a gong to startle the horse. After Zhang's family stretched their fingers into the coffin opening, if the coffin was abnormal, it was often accompanied by corpse poison and infringed on the whole body. Therefore, the Zhang family often used a pipa scissors to jam the opening before performing their stunts. , The pipa is cut with a cable connected to the rein of the horse, and a gong is placed seven minutes behind the horse's ear. As long as there is a difference in the coffin, the gong will be sounded and the horse will run wild. The horse belt motive is enclosed in an instant to gather the pipa shears and cut the arms to save their lives.

Holding the gong is a very important errand. If it sounds wrong or it sounds too late, it is a big response. Zhang Qishan let Qi Tiezui hold the gong. This is to warn him and ask him to think carefully about whether his judgment is correct. Don't make judgments lightly. Qi Tiezui calmed down. I understand that I just said the wrong thing.

"Father, Lord Buddha." He chased after him. Side by side with Zhang Qishan, I became emotional for a while, hoping that the Zhang family would use two-finger cavern kungfu, but many of the familiar hands brought by the Zhang family from the northeast have already died on the battlefield. They are all brothers who were born to death. It is indeed inappropriate for the Zhang family to speak out so frivolously at the risk of breaking their arms and losing their lives.

"Father, Old Ba said something wrong, and he put the Zhang family up without careful consideration in front of the brothers." Qi Tie said. Zhang Qishan turned his head and walked while waving his arms to the adjutant under his hand to make them move, and asked Qi Tie's mouth: "Why? Don't you dare to hold the gong?"

"The old bastard is just relying on a mouth. Buddha, you tore it, lest I say the wrong thing again." Qi Tie's mouth was ashamed and had to admit his mistake.

Zhang Qishan stopped and looked at Qi Tiezui, his eyes were fierce, but he was not angry: "Old Ba, I want you to think about it. What you are talking about is whether there is a spectrum of housework. If you are 60% sure, you will hold the gong. No one in the Zhang family will blame you for anything."

Qi Tiezui nodded: "Father, what I can say is what I think in my heart, and every sentence has a basis."

Zhang Qishan turned to move on, and said to the adjutant: "Have you heard what Ba Ye said? Let's go back to the house." Qi Tiezui followed: "Father, Lord Buddha, but I am nervous. If I am nervous, I will come out and be surprised. What if the horse is tired, brother?"

Adjutant Zhang followed and was happy: "My Lord, we are all war horses. We are not surprised by the sound of the gun. We only listen to the sound of the gong. Your fart moves so much? Then you don't need to hold the gong, just hold the fart, I Go and prepare sweet potatoes for you."

"What do you know, maybe you will be smoked away?" Qi Tiezui was ridiculed and depressed, and he saw a group of people running by carrying various crowbars, hemp rope logs. Surprised in my heart. At this time, the three people had already passed through the waiting room and came to the road. They saw that a military truck had opened the back bucket, and the railway station was surrounded by canvases to set up the curtain, preventing the onlookers from seeing it.

"Father, I said that the coffin can't be moved, it can only be on the train, but you truck, do you mean to move back to the house? The things in it can't be moved." Qi Tie's mouth fell in cold sweat. Zhang Qishan came to the jeep, sighed, and patted Qi Tiezui: "Fortune teller, it has been on the train, what happened to the car, can you not be so superstitious."

"Don't be superstitious, don't be superstitious about what you asked me to do!" Qi Tiezui was pushed into the car and saw Adjutant Zhang not getting in the car, but turning around and taking off his coat. Walk towards the train station. Qi Tiezui pulled down the car window and saw that the adjutant was untying the bandage on his palm. Before seeing what he wanted to do, the car was already moving.

All the way were people who were about to leave. The car drove very slowly. When he arrived at Zhang Qishan's mansion, Qi Tiezui had already gone through his head, from extreme tension to a state of unwillingness. After lunch, I calmed down after drinking some wine. It was not until sunset that the coffin was transported to the yard.

The coffin was placed flat in the courtyard with a rolling log, curtains were immediately raised around, and the courtyard gate was closed tightly. Adjutant Zhang was sweating, and yelled for the guards to step up to the sentry.

Qi Tiezui saw a few blood stains on the coffin, smearing along the cracks of the coffin, not knowing where it came from. Before the curtains were closed, one could see the surface of the cast iron mottled coffin in the setting sun, which looked extremely ugly.

Pipa shears and gongs have long been prepared. Zhang Mansion is where the defense headquarters is located. Zhang Qishan has been living here since he became a defense officer to save the security force. Qi Tiezui carried the gong and came to the horse, very embarrassed. It was the first time that he saw a pipa shears at such a close distance. Before he thought he needed a horse to run for a while to turn the blade. In fact, this clip shears would be stuck immediately as long as the horse ran forward. It was very sensitive.

"Ma'er, we have worked together well and happily." Qi Tiezui touched the horse's neck with a little trembling. The horse was restless, pulling the pipa scissors behind him.

Qi Tiezui immediately let go and looked around. All the Zhang family soldiers looked at him coldly. He finally got nervous again. However, he saw that a soldier of the Zhang family was naked, covering his left hand with soju. Zhang Qishan walked around the coffin a few times, seeming to estimate the size of the coffin inside the coffin.

After the Zhang family soldiers smeared all the shochu evenly, they jumped onto the coffin, came to the coffin hole, and looked at Qi Tiezui.

Qi Tiezui turned his back to him, the soldiers took a look at Zhang Qishan, and Adjutant Zhang stepped forward: "Ba Ye, on the contrary, you have to watch."

"Oh, let me see, let me see." Qi Tiezui turned around and looked at the soldier. With awe, the child was very young, estimated to be only sixteen or seventeen, and Zhang's family was indeed withered. Lord Buddha, if you don't give birth to twenty or thirty, to whom will you pass on this skill in the future?

Zhang Qishan went over, stretched out his hand, the soldier stretched his head over and touched Zhang Qishan.

"Don't be afraid, be careful." Zhang Qishan said. After he sat down where the child was just sitting, he took off his coat, exposed an arm, and poured the soju. Qi Tiezui knew that this was telling everyone that if the kid failed, Zhang Qishan would do it himself. The scalp exploded, and the sweat on his hands dripped onto the gong.

The child looked at Zhang Qishan, his eyes became very firm, he took a deep breath, and slowly put his hand into the hole above the coffin.