"Xiaoxue likes it very much, so I gave it to her."

I curled up my neck, pursed my mouth, lowered my head slightly, and stared nervously at Qing Ming. Qing Ming was very fond of this string of Buddhist beads. Zeng Jin told me never to leave my body, and now I am giving it away.

It might have touched Qing Ming's bottom line, causing him to get angry. Qing Ming was angry and frightened, and I didn't dare to provoke him. I could only pretend to be pitiful and gain sympathy.

"you……"

Qingming had bulging veins on his forehead and pointed at me "you" for a long time. He was so angry that he couldn't speak. But he looked at my wound again and then hurriedly took out medicine from his bag until he applied it to me.

After taking the medicine, he remembered the exorcist Chen Tao who had come with him. When Chen Tao saw Qing Ming staring at him, Chen Tao shrugged helplessly.

Although Chen Tao had not gotten along with Qing Ming for a short time, he knew Qing Ming's character and knew that Qing Ming was such a face-conscious person who acted like nothing happened on the surface but was worried to death in his heart.

"You go back by yourself. All you need to do is grab a handful of sand and bow to the big tree respectively. Then sprinkle the sand behind the door panel, and the three corpses will naturally reveal themselves."

After Qing Ming finished speaking, he turned his head and began to explore the surrounding terrain. It seemed that he had no intention of paying attention to Chen Tao anymore.

"Thank you. If you hadn't led the way, Qing Ming wouldn't have found this place so easily. If I hadn't arrived in time, I might have been sucked into a mummy."

I walked up to Chen Tao and thanked him from the bottom of my heart.

"It's okay, as long as you're okay, you don't know that you were kidnapped by this vixen. How worried is this little brother? Forget it, I won't say more. I'll see you again in the future."

Chen Tao smiled slightly. Although he looked ferocious, he didn't look so scared at the moment.

Qing Ming and I wandered around in the mountains and soon found a small road. After walking along the road for a long time, we finally arrived at a place with gentle terrain, surrounded by mountains, and there was a wide, straight road.

Moving forward, the sound of sorrow and joy can be heard in the distance, and it seems that our destination is not far away.

Qing Ming's family is very big. Each family forms a village. There are hundreds of people in this family, and the patriarch is Qing Ming's grandfather.

We entered the stockade, which was surrounded by tall wooden piles. There were many earthen buildings inside, which were very alien-style. When we first entered, the people walking around looked at us with strange eyes, especially now that it is extremely

I was embarrassed, because one side of my face was swollen and my body was covered with mud. I lowered my head as much as possible and followed Qing Ming closely. Occasionally, someone greeted Qing Ming, but Qing Ming turned a blind eye and took me directly to Qing's house.

Go where you are.

Soon we came to a large wooden house with many long white ribbons tied around it. There were also many people, mostly men and women in their forties or fifties, all wearing ethnic minority costumes.

All of them had solemn expressions.

We walked into the house and saw a large, dark coffin. This coffin was very elegant. It actually had carvings on it. I had never seen this kind of carvings before. I just thought it was very mysterious. At one end of the coffin was a sleeping lamp.

There is a pair of cloth shoes mixed with mud next to the sleeping lamp.

There is a photo of a charitable old man hanging on the wall in the house. The photo is black and white. The old man smiles very happily. It seems that this is Qing Ming's grandfather. Although Qing Ming picked it up, the relationship between the two is far away.

Better than the ordinary grandfather-grandson relationship.

There is an offering table under the portrait, with a pair of long white candles placed on it, as well as many melon and fruit offerings and some half-cooked fish and meat offerings.

Qing Ming walked under the portrait, knelt down, and kowtowed three times respectfully. Then he stood up, walked to the coffin, and said in a cold voice: "Open the coffin."

When I heard Qing Ming's words, I gasped. These words were too disrespectful. Once the deceased was buried, it was extremely disrespectful to open the coffin. Qing Ming's uncles would definitely come out to stop it.

"Qing Ming, what are you doing? The old man is already buried."

A middle-aged man suddenly stood up and spoke sternly. This middle-aged man was quite handsome. He was somewhat similar to the old man on the portrait. He was Qing Ming's uncle, Qing Mu.

"Open the coffin!"

Qing Ming's face was gloomy, and his eyes were about to spit out fire.

I didn't feel the slightest discomfort in this mourning hall. If his grandfather died, he would definitely return to his soul, but I didn't see it. Even if the ghost is powerful and knows how to avoid strangers, it will never escape the tracking of the yin and yang eyes.

No matter what is beyond reality, the yin and yang eyes can get a glimpse of it.

"Qing Ming, stop making trouble. Grandpa will have a funeral tomorrow. You can take Wuchang and have a good rest first."

Sister Qing Ling walked up to Qing Ming, patted her shoulder, and persuaded her. Qing Ling was graceful and pale, and kept winking at Qing Ming, but Qing Ming insisted on opening the coffin.

"With his level of health, there is no problem even if he lives for ten years. Apart from an accident, I can't think of any other reason why his soul is not even there?"

Qing Ming gently pushed Qing Ling away and spoke loudly. Qing Ming's uncle was so angry that he couldn't speak. However, a thin man next to him stood up and said: "Qing Ming, don't blame you.

Uncle, my father’s body is really a bit...that’s why I won’t let you see it.”

The speaker was Qing Ming's second uncle, Qing Xuan, who was kind to Qing Ming, so he reminded her.

"No matter what, I must watch it. I'll see if any of you dare to stop me."

Qing Ming snorted coldly, not paying attention to everyone present at all, then handed me the package on his body, came to the coffin, took a deep breath, pushed his palm forward hard, clicked, and heard a slight sound.

There was a sound, and the coffin lid was forcefully pushed open by Qing Ming's palm, revealing the dark inside.

I looked along the coffin, and felt a chill in my heart. Qing Ming pushed the coffin lid open again, and his expression suddenly froze, and the surrounding area became quiet for a moment.

I saw Qing Ming motionless, as if dumbfounded, so I wanted to walk forward and take a look, but Qing Ling held me tightly, but I broke free. I ran to the coffin and looked inside.

All of a sudden, I felt my skin was tingling and my hairs were standing on end.

To be precise, there are people inside the coffin, but they don't look like humans at all. Grandpa Qingming looks like a skull with a layer of human skin on its head. The eye sockets are deeply sunken, the eyes are protruding, and the mouth is slightly swollen.

When it was opened, the press bed was exposed, and the skin showed a dark yellow color. Although he was wearing a thick black birthday suit, he looked extremely awkward.
Chapter completed!