Who is the heroine of Lu Jiu, the coffin maker?

I. Introduction

The Coffin Craftsman is an online novel created by Baili Luo Cha and published on the starting point website.

Second, the content

On a silent night, when I mentioned the word "coffin maker" again, I inadvertently thought of the Liu family, a family that made coffins for generations. Many people will ask what kind of industry "coffin maker" is.

In fact, this industry has long since disappeared in the years. If I don't tell you, you may never know. Yes, they have mastered the exquisite coffin carving skills, combined with the unique feng shui secrets and burial methods, and have been respected and admired by the local people.

Wait, but what I want to say is that the owner is a "coffin maker". He is as bad as everyone else. It is also possible that he is the last person in the coffin manufacturing industry.

There are many supernatural things in him. If you are brave enough, please close your eyes and say three words in your heart. Maybe he can hear your phone.

Third, the text.

My name is Chen. I am 20 years old this year. My parents died young. I grew up with my grandfather.

My grandfather is a coffin manufacturer. He is the only coffin maker in dozens of miles in Fiona Fang, Fiona Fang, and his business is passable, which is enough for our daily necessities. The coffin maker and his party have many unknown taboos. Generally speaking, a newly made coffin needs three incense sticks, which is called coffin worship. Otherwise, cracks will appear in the coffin, which is extremely ominous and unlucky.

We are in the countryside, or the traditional Millennium burial. After death, the family of the deceased stayed in the ancestral temple for three days and three nights, and then buried the body in the coffin to rest in peace. On the way to the wake, relatives of the deceased should avoid touching the bodies of the deceased, such as black cats and mice, so as to avoid paradox and ominous corpse change.

On this day, I was drying clothes in the yard, and there was a slight footsteps behind me, and a thin, cold palm suddenly rested on my shoulder. When I was touched by this cold big hand, I suddenly felt a surprise. The whole person is like an electric shock, with numbness in his back and trembling with fear.