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Seeing this, Yunsong sneered and said: "It's ridiculous to pretend to be a ghost! You monster, you can tell from the door in the alley that you are not a human being! If you want to come in, just open the door and come in. If you dare to come in, the alley will reveal your true colors!"

The knocking on the door finally stopped and was replaced by a dry old voice:

"Yazi, I also heard you through the door. Come and open the door. Open the door. They have all gone in. Let us go in too."

"I'm looking for my money. Have you seen the money I lost?"

Hearing this, Yun Song couldn't help but raise his anus.

Are they all in?

Shall we go in too?

Who?

He held his sword and looked at the yard intently.

The courtyard was as dead and peaceful as ever.

But it seems to be lively again.

Yunsong asked in a deep voice: "You said 'they' all came in, who came in?"

The voice outside the door did not answer him, but kept ringing one after another:

"Yazi, come here and open the door. Open the door wider, open it wider..."

"Yazi, come and open the door. I know you are in the house. I have something to ask you. I have something to ask you..."

"Yazi, I lost my money. Have you seen my money?"

The old and gentle voice spoke one sentence after another, with no ups and downs in the tone and no emotion in the tone.

Extremely weird.

Yun Song's mind changed and he asked: "Did you lose money? Did you lose money, silver coins or copper coins?"

The old and gentle voice said: "What I lost was paper money, did you pick it up?"

Yun Song didn't answer, but asked again: "Did you lose the yellow-paper money, the aluminum-foil paper money, or the gold-foil paper money?"

"What I lost - what I lost, yes, what kind of paper money did I lose?"

The old and gentle tone finally had a slight ups and downs.

While it was confused, Yunsong immediately asked again: "You just said they went in, who are they? Why did they come in?"

The voice outside the door subconsciously sounded: "It's the funeral, the hanging, the water drifter, the money-minded person inside..."

The words stopped abruptly, and then the broken wooden door shook vigorously, and the ghost outside the door began to roar:

"Yazi, you are so cunning. You plotted against me, you teased me, I want your life! I want your life! Give me back my money! Give me my money back! Give me back!"

The tattered wooden door that Wang Youde could remove with just one blow during the day now became full of resilience.

It vibrated violently, as if a mad cow was ramming outside.

But it only shook and vibrated, and the two door panels were always blocking the door.

Seeing that the ghost couldn't open the door, Yun Song gradually became bolder. He stretched out his hand and gestured at the door and shouted:

"You want my life? How brave you are! Xiao Daosheng is a Taoist. If you die, you won't die!"

"You want my life? Okay, come in, come in if you want, come in and see how I can kill you! If I can't kill you, I will be your father!"

At this time, the environment is gloomy and a ghost comes to the door.

Although he was armed with teeth and assholes, he was still panicking, so the other party used words to scare him, and he responded with verbal abuse.

This is also a way to encourage yourself.

Besides, if it’s just a chat through the door, then he won’t be afraid of whoever comes:

Yun Mou has been a talker all his life and is no weaker than anyone else!

Just when his fighting spirit was high, a familiar laughter came from the nave next door:

"Hey, you're bragging. The money-sucking ghost is already dead. How can you kill it?"

Then the voice pinched its throat and pretended to smile like a spy:

"Hehe, you know what a fool. This young man is very cunning. He knows that he can't kill the money-slinging man, so he said, 'I will be your father if he doesn't kill you'."

The familiar voice sounded again, full of exaggeration:

"Ah, he is so cunning. He is determined to be the father of the Scrooge, but isn't the Scrooge's father already dead?"

"Oh, I see. It turns out he is a dead ghost. Then isn't our trip in vain?"

This voice is very familiar to Yunsong, it is the voice of Wang Youde who left earlier!

Something had obviously gotten into the nave!

He knew that there was no point in hiding in this bedroom, so he simply rushed out with a mahogany sword in one hand and a whisk with a copper handle in the other.

After leaving the house, he turned left directly to the middle hall and said sternly: "Where are the monsters and ghosts who dare to touch me?"

The originally empty nave became crowded.

The statue of Lord Dao was gone in front of the room, replaced by a black and white curtain.

There is a black character hanging high on the curtain, which says "Hate until the end", and a large word "mourning" is pasted below.

Extending outward, there is an offering table with a memorial tablet, an incense burner, candles, and three animals and refreshments as offerings.

In front of the altar table is a blood-red coffin. The lid of the coffin is opened and placed aside. There is a faint chirping sound inside, as if the voice that just appeared in the nave came from inside it.

There were wreaths, paper figures, paper carriages and horses placed on the walls on both sides of the room. The most eye-catching thing was a big car with a long nose made of white paper. The logo was Stypunk.

After seeing this scene, Yun Song was so frightened that he turned into Ju Song.

What’s even scarier is what lies behind.

When he appeared at the door of the nave, a sudden sound of "guest" came from the coffin, and the paper figures placed against the wall immediately moved.

Some paper figurines, wearing sackcloth and mourning, knelt on the head of the coffin, and some paper figurines carried a white phonograph from nowhere and placed it on the altar table.

The paper disc on the gramophone was rotating, and there was actually the sound of mournful music!

As the mournful music started, a paper man standing in front of the coffin stood up, stretched his arm into the coffin, took out a black and white portrait and hung it on the curtain.

Yunsong took a closer look.

This portrait clearly shows Wang Youde’s fat face!

So what does this mean?

The peacock flies southeast, and I return the central hall.

When I return to see Lao Wang, Lao Wang will sit in the mourning hall?

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