Jiang Rong has always been worried about the sloppy old man brought back by Luo Xiaoming. She felt that the old man looked familiar, but she could never remember that she had seen it there. When the chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down, the memories in her mind were like a book page. She flipped pages one by one, and her fingers slashed water waves. In the same environment, the water vapor rendered the heat and the memories of a page suddenly flashed out. By the way, he was just chasing his old man in his dream. So should that wax ball be eaten for him?

Xiao Ming went upstairs and saw no dementia. The empty room must have been tidied up for a long time. It was messy inside, with pants and socks everywhere on the floor. A large wooden cabinet was open, revealing a piece of thing that looked like a ghost skeleton mask. Jing Zhou reached out to take it out and saw a very light but clearly sent into his eardrums, which was transmitted in from the open door.

This kind of sound should be the sound made by the wooden building. It seems that the person who went upstairs deliberately walked carefully to make such a sound that was not light or heavy. Since the other party chose to be on guard, it must be that the person who came was not good...

Xiao Ming gently pulled the door of the room and covered it as silently as possible, and then prepared to hide behind the door. From the gap in the door, he peeked at who was the person coming upstairs... In other words, he took a casual step back and hit the wall at the edge of the wooden cabinet. His body could not control himself as the wall was moving, and he entered another strange space.

What rhythm is this? In an instant, he was shocked, but he did not dare to make a big noise. He had to turn the wall and press his body against the rotating wall. It was not an exaggeration to describe him as a Babi gecko. His body was the green leaves of the Babi gecko, and his hands and feet were the vines and roots of the Babi gecko, which were deeply rooted on the wall.

When entering, hurry to find a place to hide and hide.

The rustling sound approached, "Da" something was pulling, followed by a heavy breathing sound. Xiao Ming was so nervous that he felt like he was doing something shameful, and he was actually hidden in such a strange place, peeping at others...

The person who came in... No, he should not be considered a human being when he appeared in his sight. He had a loose hair and a hideous and terrifying face... When he saw this ghost appearance, he would scream in fear. But who is Xiao Ming? He is no longer the timid young man back then, but he is already a dignified Feng Shui master. He is even more of a disciple of the ghost hunter Zhong Kui. How could he be afraid?

If you are afraid, you should witness it with your own eyes that the moment when the ghost shed his skin, what surprised and shocked him was the true face that the person who came in showed off when he took off the ghost's coat...

There were shrill cats coming from afar. It is said that the cat was fed by the old house for several years. Because the old lady's corpse had not been buried yet, she was afraid that the cat would jump into the corpse and frighten the body, so she was tied to a small house by the chef for a long time.

Jiang Rong held the strange wax ball in her hand, thinking about finding an opportunity to test the weird old man. If he was really his own, the nemesis of his fate, then he would have to think of taking this wax ball for him no matter what.

Will the wax ball be a poison? She frowned slightly. If the wax ball is a poison, wouldn’t she become a murderer? Now Han Bin’s whereabouts are unknown, and he cannot alarm his parents. Such all kinds of disadvantages can’t cause any other troubles.

After a lot of random thoughts, the old wall clock in the room was beating one after another, and every time it was beating it seemed to be hitting her heart. For some reason, after hearing the sound of the wall clock, Jiang Rong became a little impatient. Calculate the time. Junjun and the others have been out for a while, why haven't they come back yet?

A fresh wind blew outside the window, cheering up and walking out of the room. Just as half of his body was poking out, he caught a glimpse of Xiaoxin at a glance. Xiaoxin also saw her and was dancing to gesture to her.

"Is there anything wrong?" asked in a muffled voice. Xiaoxin seemed to have not heard it, and kept pointing at the door and gesturing something." What? You won't say it!" She said impatiently.

"That weird old man slipped away."

"Slide away? When did it happen?"

"Just just a few minutes, I didn't see you, and I couldn't find Master Luo either."

"Did you see it with your own eyes?" Jiang Rong was a little disbelief and ran into the room where the old man was placed to see it. Sure enough, she disappeared. She turned around and looked at Xiaoxin, and said with an anxious expression: "Why didn't you hold him..."

"...He's gone, why are you in a hurry? A dirty beggar, is that? "Xiao Xin turned around and left in anger, too lazy to pay attention to Jiang Rong.

Zhong Kui quietly left the old house. Where did he go?

On a not-so-spacious mechanized farming road, a vast funeral procession came from the west of the county town. Black sand wrapped in coffins and white elegy couplets. Strangely, none of the relatives who accompanied them burst into mourning.

There were many funerals along the way, watching strange men and women, young and old. They pointed and were curious about the funeral procession that did not send the crying gods, so why did no relatives cry?

The so-called "Sending the God of Crying" here is a saying, that is, there is a funeral at home (dead people) before the funeral, after the Yin and Yang finish the work, when the house is out, the daughter-in-law of the master family will open a bucket of rice and sweep the ash under the bricks out. It must be swept three times, meaning to make money for the living. At this time, the old man is carried out, and the wife then cries and follows, which is called "Sending the God of Crying" to the funeral.

Just as people pointed and talked, suddenly, a crazy old man rushed out from the crowded crowd. He didn't go there, but he just spanned the center of the coffin. He was hard and fell down and couldn't get up.

What is this for? Everyone knows that there is a hidden evil spirit in the coffin containing dead people. If ordinary people encounter this evil spirit, it will be a matter of life and death. What does this old man who doesn’t know how to do?

Just as the onlookers were extremely surprised and accusing the old man of his strange behavior, a woman dressed in mourning came out of the funeral ranks.

The woman's face is covered by the filial cloth and cannot be seen in reality. The old man who fell to the ground can see clearly from the bottom and close up. Similarly, the woman is also staring at the old man.

"Old man, what are you doing?" The woman tried her best to hold back her anger. She said: "If you miss the auspicious time for burial, it is not a joke. To say that it is a small one, it is a disaster for future generations and descendants, and to say that it is a big one; if the souls of the deceased are not at peace, terrible events such as corpses will occur.

Just like the old lady in the old house, because of a word from the police station, in a short period of time, the old lady's corpse was still stored in the coffin and had to wait for the police station to notify her before she could be buried.

Fortunately, it is autumn and winter now, and the temperature is not high. In addition, the body of the deceased is already a bone with no muscles, so there is no flowing corpse water. It can be stored in the coffin for ten or half a month. However, the deceased is the greatest and the soil is safe, which is a must.
Chapter completed!