At night, Ning Chuan and Wang Xiao, who were on the other side, were sitting at home, and the two were holding a map and watching helplessly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Not long ago, their death design had ended, and the other party had not been able to escape from the design.

Therefore, a map appeared on the table of Ning Chuan and the others, and it was very likely that the ghost building had already known the information brought to them by the black cat, so this time the information reward was directly given to the map to prevent them from analyzing more things.

"Chuanchuan, it seems useless for us to hold this."

"It's useless, and we happen to be in the middle of our area, so even if we run around, we won't get out of bounds.

But there's nothing you can do if you get a map, just assume that you know where the border is, and you don't have to worry about accidentally stepping out. ”

The two of them can only comfort themselves like this, who lets get what clues is an irresistible thing.

Putting the map away, the two of them simply heated up some food, ate a few bites, and then returned to their room to rest.

According to the time, they should be pulled into the death design again during the day tomorrow, and now they need to recuperate.

The night passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was noon the next day, and after Ning Chuan and the others had lunch outside, they walked down the street.

But as they walked, they felt that their surroundings suddenly became deserted, and the houses were constantly changing.

It didn't take long for the two to find themselves walking on the village path, and the sound of suona could be heard in the distance.

At this time, a woman wearing a sackcloth filial piety robe appeared in front of the two of them and held Wang Xiao's hand.

"Xiaoxiao, you're finally back, and now I'm going to send you to the spirit.

Your grandfather is in a hurry this time, and he only has one daughter, your mother, who died early, so you can only let your uncle and your uncle go to the mourning hall together to thank those who came to mourn. ”

"It's okay, this is what Kawakawa and I should do."

Wang Xiao followed the woman's words, this has obviously entered the death design.

The woman led Ning Chuan and Wang Xiao to a remote path with a spiritual shed in the middle of the road, and paper people and paper horses on the left and right sides.

Seeing the coffin placed in the spirit shed, Wang Xiao and Ning Chuan both ran over and knelt on the ground crying bitterly.

"Grandpa, why are you in such a hurry, I haven't had time to honor you, and now I don't have that chance.

Grandpa......."

Wang Xiao knelt on the ground and cried very sadly, and the woman who led the two of them quickly helped her up.

"Xiaoxiao, don't cry, people can't be resurrected after death, you have to mourn."

Wang Xiao stood up and wiped his tears, and then made four kowtows to the coffin, and the people inside immediately took out two filial piety clothes.

Ning Chuan and Wang Xiao put their school uniforms on their bodies, and they each knelt on both sides of the coffin, waiting for the other people who came to mourn, so they could go out and kowtow to each other.

This inexplicably wonderful has become a filial son, so that both of them are dull, this is this kind of death design that has nothing to do, and he must be made after he gets out alive.

But fortunately, the people who came to mourn were not continuous, taking advantage of the time gap, Ning Chuan and Wang Xiao were observing everything in and around this spirit shed.

Lying on the left side of the coffin, Ning Chuan looked outside.

When he first came in, he noticed that all the paper figures and paper horses strangely did not have eyes, and it seemed that he had ignored this when making them.

The second is that Ning Chuan found that the paper man's hands were clasped together, and he didn't stretch out his hands like a normal paper man.

These two points made Ning Chuan feel suspicious, and it was very likely that he would use these two clues later.

Ning Chuan withdrew his gaze from the outside, he and Wang Xiao glanced at each other, and then turned their heads outward, signaling the situation outside Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao watched Ning Chuan's movements, she nodded slightly, and told Ning Chuan that she had also discovered the situation, but she nodded and glanced towards the coffin again, letting Ning Chuan take a look at the situation there.

Ning Chuan followed Wang Xiao's gaze, and he found that Wang Xiao meant the old man's last photo.

However, what puzzled Ning Chuan was that although he was indeed an old man in the posthumous photo, his expression was not smiling, but pouting uncharacteristically, looking very unhappy!

Ning Chuan turned his head to look at Wang Xiao, both of them knew that it was definitely not someone else who had misplaced the photo, but that the photo had changed by itself.

After the two looked at each other for a while, they also noticed that the incense in front of the photo had burned out.

Ning Chuan and Wang Xiao stood up from the ground, and the two walked to the photo together, they wanted to take the opportunity of incense to talk to each other.

Wang Xiao took out three incense sticks, and she talked to Ning Chuan while lighting incense.

"Chuanchuan, you should have also discovered the problem of the paper figure outside just now, and I also found that behind the coffin on my side, there are clothes corners peeking out from the inside, it seems that it should be the old man's mourning clothes."

"Sister Wang, I also found a problem.

All the people who came to pay their respects, when they kowtowed, they always held their right hands, and I happened to see it on the left. ”

As Ning Chuan spoke, he also picked up the paper money from the ground, wanting to burn a little for the old man, and it was very likely that the things that existed on the ground would have a hidden effect.

However, before Ning Chuan could light the paper money, Wang Xiao patted him gently.

Ning Chuan raised his head and found that the incense that had been ignited by Wang Xiao was burning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It only took less than a minute for the three sticks of incense to burn out, and only the increased ash proved that everything just now was not an illusion.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a look at the paper money when I light it."

Ning Chuan lit the paper money at this time, and looking at the way the paper money burned, there seemed to be nothing special.

However, after burning for a while, the two still noticed an anomaly.

With the continuous burning of paper money, the old man's pouting posthumous photo kept curling the corners of his mouth and gradually became happy.

Ning Chuan hurriedly put the paper money back on the ground, he didn't dare to add paper money to it, who knew if the two of them would cry after the old man laughed thoroughly.

But after the burning paper on the ground burned out, there was a sudden shrill sound of scratching the coffin in the coffin!

This made the two of them startled, but they looked at the people around them, and they didn't notice anything abnormal.

As the sound inside the coffin slowly became quieter, the face on the old man's posthumous photo pursed again.

Ning Chuan and Wang Xiao hurriedly knelt back to their positions at this time, they were all thinking about all the clues they had just found in place, and their eyebrows were tightly locked together.

In such a short period of time, there are too many clues.