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073 Ice Coffin Warmth

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    I feel that the criterion for judging the door god's divine power just now should be Yang Qi.  If it wasn't for the rise of yang energy in my body, then I would definitely be judged on the spot as a filthy and evil thing, and the result could only be completely purified by the divine light.  It's just that what makes me feel strange is why I haven't felt the scanning of the divine power before, but now I feel it clearly?  At that time, I really hated the lost body.  Otherwise, I would definitely ask the people who carried me, did they feel the same sweep of divine power as I did?  If they can't feel it, then my current situation is a bit bad.

    Although I am somewhat worried, I firmly believe that I have not really died.  Otherwise, how could my consciousness be so clear?

    I could feel myself being lifted out of the pram.  Based on the softness and hardness of my body, I can probably guess that I have been placed on the door panel.  Of course, I thought I was lying on the door panel.  The ears are full of noisy voices, and there are many familiar voices.  They are mostly talking about themselves.  Some are unbelievable, some are extremely regretful, some are full of sadness, and some are deeply cherished Anyway, no matter who they are, they all regard me as a dead person without exception.  Listening to the conversation of the people, I feel very funny.  I really want to say loudly to them: "Okay, okaydon't be like this, everyone, I'm really not dead yet!"

    Suddenly, the sound of "chug" from far to near gradually covered up all the noise.  I could tell it was the sound of a farm tractor.  Soon, the laborers who had helped carry the cart just now walked out.  The "chug" sound disappeared, replaced by the "chants" of carrying heavy objects.

    After the sound of the trumpets penetrated into the main room, the surrounding noises slowly recovered.  It's just that now I'm tired of hearing those words of regret, sadness, remembrance, etc., so I began to listen and track the strange voice directing the labor to carry the heavy objects.

    "Put it in the middle, it must be in the middle!" The unfamiliar voice was full of firmness and indisputability.

    "It's not easy to put it in the middle, just go to the middle of the gate and you'll know it with your eyes!" said a laborer from Murakami as he walked towards the gate.

    "Use your eyes to aim, are your eyes so accurate? Can you find the middle of the gate at a glance?" Another labor force retorted angrily.

    "Close a door, and then look at the sideline of this door, you will definitely be able to find the center line of the entire main room!" Another labor force kindly put forward a suggestion based on the question of the person just now.

    The person who walked to the gate thought it made sense, so he really closed the gate on one side, and began to carefully search for the center line of the main room with his eyes.

    In fact, this method is also feasible.  Because, the gates of the main hall are generally placed in the middle, so the joint of the two gates is actually the central axis of the entire hall.  However, just by looking at it with the eyes, there will inevitably be some errors.  In addition, after a long time, the wooden door deformed, so the position of the door gap may not be exactly in the middle.

    After only listening for a while, I have roughly judged that the owner of the strange voice is the owner of the heavy object carried by the laborers, and that heavy object is the "ice coffin".  In other words, this person is specially renting out "ice coffins".  Since he specializes in this kind of business, he is naturally very experienced.

    "Okay, okay, no matter how accurate your eyes are, it won't be as accurate as my ruler, right?" The renter of the ice coffin took out a tape measure from his body while talking, and then placed it on the head and tail of the ice coffin.  Use a tape measure to measure the midpoint and mark it.

    People speak with scientific data, so the laborers naturally have nothing to say.  Under the command of the rented ice coffin, the ice coffin was finally placed in the middle.

    Next, the person who rented out the ice coffin is to find the power supply.  This ice coffin is not cooled with ice cubes, but needs electricity like a refrigerator.  The person who rented out the ice coffin first asked his son where the outlets are easy to use, preferably those that can handle high-power electrical appliances.  Firstly, the son was in the midst of extreme grief, and it was estimated that he hadn't recovered much at that time; secondly, the son was really not very familiar with the wiring arrangement in the house, so he hesitated and couldn't say anything.  a fit.  At that time, I was anxious.  I can't wait to jump up immediately and solve the problem of electrifying the ice coffin by myself.  Because I am a plumber, of course I am very familiar with the wiring in my home.

    Just when I was in a hurry to get angry, my son seemed to think of something, so he asked suddenly: "Is it okay to plug in the outlet of the air conditioner?"

    When the renter of the ice coffin heard about it, he immediately replied excitedly: "Yes, of course! Where is the socket?"

    After his son pointed out, the person who rented out the ice coffin started to get busy.  Because, the air conditioner plug?Pressed in the room, so the renter of the ice coffin must first remove the flip window at the top of the door of that room, so that the power can be successfully drawn out.  After working for a long time, I finally turned on the power to the ice coffin.

    Next, what they have to do is to hang the ice coffin in the air.  Of course, the benches for the ice coffins and even the wooden coffins can only use the benches for the door panels just now.  Therefore, first of all, two laborers should be assigned to lift the door panel by hand. At the same time, most of the laborers must work together to lift the ice coffin, and then quickly move the bench under the door panel to the ice coffin.  After parking the ice coffin securely, transfer me on the door panel into the ice coffin.  During the whole process, since the door panel and the ice coffin need to be lifted at the same time, a lot of labor is required.  Fortunately, my wife and I are usually pretty good people, so there were quite a few enthusiastic folks who came to help spontaneously at that time.

    ?Because there was no need to worry about the shortage of manpower, so I was quite complacent about it at that time.  However, the moment I felt the door panel I was lying on was really lifted, I began to realize that something was wrong.  Because, at this moment, I am not the person in charge, let alone a spectator, but the one who will be transferred into the ice coffin.

    Ice, ice coffin?  God!  After I was placed in it, wouldn't I soon be frozen to death?  Thinking of this, the scene of frozen meat in the refrigerator appeared in my mind.  The solid ones are like stones.  Even if it is placed under the scorching sun, it will definitely not melt away in a short period of time.  don't want!  I don't want to become frozen meat!  If I was really frozen solid, then even if I regained control of my body, what's the point?  Could it be that I am going to be completely frozen to death?  Thinking of this, I couldn't help shivering deeply.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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