Chapter 41: The Black Coffin is Buried

At this time, Lin Feng naturally didn't know about the Incense Temple. He was looking at a wooden bed he had just made and nodding incessantly.

This wooden bed was not large, just a single bed.

After all, his wooden house couldn't fit a bed that was too big. The size of a single bed was quite suitable, and it was comfortable to sleep on.

"Kid, your craftsmanship can make you a craftsman!"

Old Quezi on the side was amazed. When Lin Feng made tables and chairs a few days ago, he felt it was incredible. Now that he had made a bed, it was enough to show Lin Feng's craftsmanship.

"Just playing around, just playing around."

Lin Feng checked this single bed and moved it into the house, then moved the old short couch out.

"It's a pity there's no mattress. If there were a mattress, it would definitely be comfortable to sleep on!"

"But in this day and age, ordinary families use straw to make beds. Mattresses and the like are still too luxurious."

The only thing on the bed on the original short couch was a thick blanket, and there was also a thin quilt. As the weather got colder and colder, this little bit of stuff would definitely not be enough.

After tidying up the bed, Lin Feng pondered when to go to the city to get two more quilts. Although his body could handle it, there was no reason to freeze when he had the conditions, right?

"Brother Lin! Brother Lin!"

Just as Lin Feng was tidying up the wooden house, the voices of Li Erniu and Zhang Dazhuang, the brothers, came from outside the courtyard.

Lin Feng went out to look and found that the brothers had smiles on their faces, clearly something good had happened.

"Yo, you two are in a good mood today. Looks like there's some good news?"

"Hahaha, I knew I couldn't hide it from you. There's work in the city again!"

Li Erniu's pole-like body trembled, and then a smile appeared on his face, looking extremely happy.

In fact, it was true. Every time Lin Feng had work to do, there was no shortage of benefits for them, and this time it was work for the Ghost Suppression Division, so the benefits were even greater!

"Hmm, good, I'll go right away!"

Lin Feng didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, it was digging holes and burying people; he didn't need any preparation.

"Alright, Brother Lin, it's ready!"

Zhang Dazhuang pointed to the empty space on the donkey cart. After Lin Feng sat on it, he directly swung the whip and hit the donkey's butt lightly. The donkey cart immediately ran toward Luohe City in a trot.

This was the first time Lin Feng had entered the city since the refugee disaster. The outside of the city was much more deserted than before; many houses had been completely abandoned after being smashed, smashed, robbed, and burned by the refugees.

The situation in the city was much better. Many places had returned to the situation of the past. People were coming and going on the streets, and shops and stalls on both sides of the street were still hawking their wares.

The commotion caused by the refugees a few days ago was not small, but how many people really cared about how many people died that night?

Apathy that had become a habit was the true portrayal here. Lin Feng sat on the donkey cart, listening to the brothers bragging and talking nonsense, feeling somewhat distracted.

The donkey cart turned a few times and soon arrived at the place where the Ghost Suppression Division specifically buried special corpses.

Outside the gate, the black-clothed catchers of the Ghost Suppression Division were already guarding it. Because they had met once before, this time Bai Yuanlong didn't ask much when he saw Lin Feng coming and let him pass directly.

Entering the gate, the situation in the cemetery remained the same, with gloomy winds and a stench of decay permeating the air.

In the wooden house in the middle of the cemetery, a black coffin was parked. It was just that unlike in the past, this time, besides a few grave diggers, there were also several people wearing red and black clothes.

At this time, they were offering incense, burning paper, and paying respects in front of the black coffin.

After Lin Feng arrived, the grave diggers who were familiar with him waved to him directly, signaling him not to disturb those people.

"How have you been lately, little brother?"

As Lin Feng walked closer, an old man with one blind eye asked him.

"Still okay, still okay, thanks for your concern."

Lin Feng then cupped his hands. He was not familiar with this old man, but anyone who could drive ghosts was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Hehe, we who do this line of work are also making a side living. Being able to live comfortably is what matters!"

This blind old man was easy to talk to, so Lin Feng simply squatted in the corner with him and chatted idly.

The other one-armed man and the person with a face full of wrinkles were waiting on the other side and didn't speak. Lin Feng naturally wouldn't ask for trouble by going to them.

"How is the work this time?"

After chatting for a few sentences, Lin Feng pointed to the black coffin in the wooden house and asked the blind old man casually.

"About the same as last time. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to take action, little brother, when the time comes!"

The blind old man grinned, revealing his big yellow teeth, and flattered Lin Feng.

"Where, where, I just have a harder life, you still have to be the one in charge!"

Lin Feng didn't take his flattery. This was someone else's job to eat. If he took all the credit for himself, what would happen?

Lin Feng didn't have the idea of offending others at will, and even less did he have the idea of being a sucker.

"Hahaha, little brother is polite. Then I have to say a few more words."

"See those people? They are experts who rushed over from the capital. If the work this time is done beautifully, maybe we can get more rewards."

The blind old man smiled, and only then did he explain his intention. Lin Feng secretly said "as expected" in his heart.

These were all people who were old and sophisticated, and they wouldn't be idle and find someone to chat with. Asking him to come over was probably for this.

"Oh, I see!"

Lin Feng nodded slightly, then set his gaze on those people wearing red clothes, and then discovered that one of them actually carried a golden waist token.

Seeing this thing, Lin Feng understood instantly that this should be the support from the capital's Ghost Suppression Division. After all, with just the few small fish and shrimp in the Luohe City Ghost Suppression Division now, there was no telling if the entire Luohe City would be gone in the next ghost disaster.

However, what surprised Lin Feng was that he didn't see Su Xiao show up, and he didn't know what the reason was.

Soon, those Divine Catchers from the capital finished paying their respects, and the auspicious time for burial had arrived. It was time for them to work.

The blind old man and the other two went to the mourning hall with Lin Feng, then cupped their hands to the people around them and began to lift the coffin.

"Cackle~"

However, this time, as they used the hemp rope to trap the coffin, it made a tooth-aching friction sound, and even the thick wooden pole used to lift the coffin bent.

But no matter how much strength the people lifting the coffin used, the black coffin in the mourning hall remained motionless, as if it had taken root on the ground.

"Everyone, the old master in the coffin refuses to go on the road. Don't hide anything, use your housekeeping skills!"

"Don't mess up the work this time!"

Then, the blind old man suddenly opened his mouth and said to Lin Feng and the others, and at the same time, he also began to use his own ghostly power to erode the black coffin.

A tattooed evil ghost appeared quietly on the one-armed man, and then this evil ghost began to peel off from his skin and flesh and crawl toward the black coffin with bared fangs and brandished claws.

Another old man with a face full of wrinkles took out a white bone hammer and a piece of leather drum and beat them hard.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This small drum was not big, but every sound produced was unusually heavy, and even that coffin began to tremble accordingly.

"On the road~"

"Rise!"

Then everyone exerted force at the same time, and the originally unusually heavy black coffin was forcibly lifted up bit by bit.

The four people were like having a mountain pressing on their shoulders, and every step they took was unusually difficult, leaving deep footprints on the ground. ===== CHAPTER 42 =====