The coffin master looked helpless, and looked at the chopstick box in his hand with a smile: "You are still angry, you are not small, and you dare to be angry with the great god, but fortunately, the great god is good-tempered, hum." The coffin man smiled, took the chopstick box into his arms, put his hands behind his back, and slowly paced towards the exit with his back on his back.

Lian Youyou walked out of the picture scroll, but saw everyone standing in a row in front of her in a sluggish manner, just in front of her.

"What are you doing, standing here and being a human wall?" Lian Youyou pushed everyone away, and suddenly saw that the picture of He Shiqi standing next to the corpse of the giant insect happily eating barbecue came into her eyes.

She was stunned for a while, and slowly, she grinned and showed an unbearable look.

"Is that the resentful soul of this painting?" Rin Tingjun, who was calmly playing chess on the side, stopped his hand and looked at Lu Jingting, who was standing next to the fat Buddha and also looked shocked.

Lian Youyou blinked, came back to her senses from the picture of He Shiqi eating barbecue, and looked at Rin Tingjun: "Yes, the other one is enchanted and sealed in the painting." ”

Rin Tingjun turned his face back to look at Lianyou, his eyes showing a hint of strangeness.

Lian Youyou raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "What do you see?"

Rin Tingjun blinked, turned his face back to look at the chessboard: "Naturally, I look good at you." ”

The corners of Lianyou's mouth couldn't help but rise, her skirt fluttered, and she leaned next to Rin Tingjun: "Talking nonsense, the look in your eyes just now didn't look good at me." ”

"Hmph......" Rin Tingjun pursed his lips and smiled, "I was wondering when you were so merciful that you didn't wipe out the painting." ”

"It's boring. Lian Youyou turned around and sat opposite Rin Tingjun, looking at the chessboard with her hands on her cheeks boringly, "Again, what's the fun of crushing an ant to death?" With that, she raised her hand to take the piece and put down the chessboard.

Rin Tingjun raised his eyes to look at her quietly for a moment, and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

It was almost dawn, and it was the coldest time, and the figures in the Yi house were busy.

The old mansion of the Huang family is huge, and there are not enough people to pay for the eight doors alone, and Fu Mingrui can't bring all the eight doors to the world, which will alarm the entire capital. The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is coming, and the people above like harmony, so Fu Mingrui still has to keep a low profile.

Fortunately, there is also the family brought by Yi Jixuan. The whole house went out to search for the "secrets" hidden in this old mansion.

Fu Mingsu, Fu Mingrui and Yi Jixuan were waiting for news in the study, and they also stayed awake all night. And the expressions on the faces of the three of them are also different.

Fu Mingsu was a little worried about searching for the bones, Fu Mingrui was serious, and waited for the results.

And Yi Jixuan is a little excited, there are bones, which shows that there is a story. Because the Yi family often buys the Yin House, the Yi family is not only not afraid of these things, but is more interested in the story behind the Yin House.

The Yin House is a house with a story.

The three of them sat in the study, and the maid changed them with hot tea, which was hot in the cool of the autumn night. Fu Mingrui and the three of them only looked in one direction, that is, the dark night outside the door, waiting for someone to come and report the news.

Black Flame had already walked around Yi Mansion this night, and his eyes that emitted green light at night could see through the walls and floors, whether it was the secret room in the wall or the coffin underground, he could see it clearly.

He followed Zhao Cheng and them to the backyard, where a small courtyard was locked, and there was a sealed dry well in the courtyard, and the black flame narrowed his blue eyes, and his eyes turned into needletips. He glanced at it, and then he felt bored lying on the beam, the cat's tail hanging down, swaying leisurely.

"Master, this place is locked!" The servants of the Yi family who joined the search team immediately called Zhao Cheng and them, who were not far away.

It is said that this servant of the Yi family was really trained by the Yi family to be not afraid of ghosts and gods, and instead of being afraid of looking for corpses in the middle of the night, he was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

It turned out that because of the Yi family's habit of buying a yin house, a special custom gradually arose in the Yi family. In fact, suspecting that there was an accident in the Yin Mansion is not a new thing for the Yi family.

In the past, every time I bought a yin house, I first asked Zhang Tianshi to come and take a look, if Zhang Tianshi said that there were bones buried in this yin house, the Yi family would launch a family to find it, and the family found would also have a lucky bag reward! The lucky bag not only had Zhang Tianshi's talisman to find the bones to be defiled, but also an objective bonus.

This custom has been inherited in the Yi family like this, and everyone will be so energetic when they find the bones.

Zhao Cheng and the others immediately stepped forward and pulled out the machete on their waists to split the small courtyard.

“dua

g" kicked, the courtyard door was kicked open, and there was only a round, sealed well inside.

"Let's pry it open!" The house slaves of the Yi family have experience in finding corpses, and they have a premonition when they see this kind of sealed well.

Everyone picked up the guy and pried open the plank at the mouth of the well, looked inside, and reached out in the dark without seeing his fingers. Only a gust of wind blew up from below.

"Rope!" shouted as a bundle of rope fell.

Zhao Cheng turned over and entered, grabbed the rope with one hand, and began to go down carefully with the torch in the other.

This dry well has been dry for decades, withered grass has grown on the side, and the walls are no longer damp. This well is not shallow, Zhao Cheng climbed for a while, and the light of the torch in his hand shone out of the bottom.

"How's it going—Lao Zhao!" Wang Quan shouted from above, and everyone gathered nervously around the well.

Zhao Cheng took a torch in his hand and shone it down, and found that there was a thick pile of black and yellow things that could not be seen clearly, like soil. He jumped down and stepped into the pile of dirt, which he found to be soft. Suspiciously, he grabbed a handful and sniffed it on the tip of his nose, and the smell of exploded in his eyes.

"Vomit!" he quickly threw away the pile in his hand, retching.

"Is there any—" Wang Quan shouted above.

Zhao Cheng shouted up depressedly: "It's all———— it's too old, and it's dried into powder——"

When the people above heard this, their faces immediately turned green. The people who couldn't smell it before always felt as if the smell of the toilet was beginning to fill the air.

When he didn't know it was at first, Zhao Cheng didn't feel anything. Because decades have passed, the smell has dissipated, and if he doesn't turn it, he can't smell. But now that I know it, I just feel sick in my heart.

However, Zhao Cheng felt strange. How could this dry well become a pit of? is a filthy thing, left at home to destroy feng shui, how can such a big family fall to the ground and be diligent, how can it fall here?

Zhao Cheng took a step forward, his whole foot fell into the soft powder, and suddenly, "click!", he seemed to have stepped on something.

He kicked the pile of powder away in confusion, and a white thigh bone appeared in front of him!

He was stunned and didn't dare to move again!

Bones are the last clues left in this world before death.

And Zhao Cheng accidentally stepped on a leg bone......

This can wreak havoc on the clues left on the bones. So he didn't dare to move again, and, going up later, this scolding was necessary.