The village is small, run-down, and of course not very populated. Judging from the behavior of the villagers on the street, this deserted tomb village seems to be no different from a normal village, some people are selling cooking cakes, some people are selling fruits and vegetables, and some craftsmen are setting up stalls on the street to sell some handmade knick-knacks

But after carefully looking at the things sold by these villagers, Bai Xiaoqiu couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine - those cooking cakes, pasta, and zuò were all made in the style of Qingming Festival tributes; Fruits and vegetables are placed in a pagoda-like pile, and there is an incense burner next to it; Look at what kind of gadgets the craftsman sells, but lifelike paper figures

The most varied shops on the street are not vegetable shops, butcher shops, or blacksmith shops, but rows of coffin shops. The sky above the village was always dark, and even when they were selling their wares, the voices of the villagers were not loud, on the contrary, the whole village was immersed in a lifeless, gloomy atmosphere.

Occasionally, a breeze blew, and instead of dust, it was paper money all over the floor. The whole deserted grave village is like a steamed bun in a steamer, dull, dead, and weird, silently eroding the hearts of visitors.

The only smart sound comes from the troupe that sets up a tent to sing on the street. At this time, what they staged was the classic drama in Peking Opera - "The Legend of Wu Pen", but this righteous drama that originally told Bao Gong for skillfully breaking the Wu Pen unjust case, when it came to their mouths, the singing tone became sharp and harsh, and they were full of resentment.

Look at the audience of those actors. Although one party is singing and the other is watching the play, both sides are expressionless, with empty eyes, like a person with three points and seven points like a ghost.

In such an environment, even the well-informed Bai Xiaoqiu was a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, Luo Hetu was already accustomed to such a scene, and pulled Bai Xiaoqiu into a coffin shop.

"Bring me two coffins for zombies." After Luo Hetu entered the coffin shop, he slapped the table directly.

The owner of this shop is a skinny little old man. He didn't get annoyed when he saw Luo Hetu slapping the table, and turned around and walked back to the house with a weird smile. After a while, he walked back with two paper coffins.

Luo Hetu didn't give any money, and took Bai Xiaoqiu with the coffin and turned his head and left.

After walking for a while, the two of them have come to a dilapidated temple at the entrance of the village, and there is a dilapidated plaque hanging on the temple, on which the two big characters of "Yizhuang" are written crookedly with a brush, in fact, there are two words "temporary" in front of the word "Yizhuang", but then it was very hastily crossed out.

Although Bai Xiaoqiu was a little confused by the atmosphere, he understood what was going on after reading the ghost sleepless memory.

The coffin shop that Luo Hetu took him into, including the "coffin for raising zombies" that he later said, was a specific contact code. That's right, the boss will give you this kind of paper coffin.

After that, the two of them only need to put the coffin in this righteous village and lie in it for a night, and then they can reach the [Hall of Resentful Spirits].

Of course, it's easy to say, in fact, the night in the coffin is thrilling enough, because this is a special Yizhuang!!

You still expect it not to be haunted in the middle of the night?!!

The sun had just set outside, and the Yizhuang was immediately lively, all the demons and monsters jumped out, and one or two were excited like the bear children who went to the Internet café for the first time.

Luohetu didn't react at all. Lying in the coffin, the cry shook the sky, and before going to bed, he also said to Bai Xiaoqiu that he could dig a hole in the coffin and look outside, this kind of scene of demons dancing is usually difficult to see.

Who wants to see this kind of thing!!

Even if you know that these demons and monsters will not threaten yourself lying in the coffin. Or even if they want to threaten, they may not be able to beat Bai Xiaoqiu, but normal people lying in this kind of place, this kind of environment, and facing this kind of scene should have psychological barriers!!

If you're interested in this kind of thing, it's even more curious than King Billy in a maid's costume!!

So this night. Luo Hetu's snoring overshadowed the flirting sound of the two zombies next to him, when Bai Xiaoqiu crawled out of the coffin the next day. The dark circles under my eyes are like hanging two vinyl records on my eyes.

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Before they knew it, Bai Xiaoqiu and Luo Hetu had already been teleported to the Hall of Resentful Spirits.

Opening the lid of the coffin for them were two Assassins with red spirits. clearly understands that Xiaoqiu is playing their top boss at this time. However, the two Assassins kept a poker face, and after opening the lid of the coffin, they did not even say hello.

This is also normal, except for a few leaders, most of the assassins of the Red Dragons are ruthless and unsympathetic, even if they open the lid of the coffin one day and find that their one, two, three, four, four leaders are all lying in a coffin with bare butts, they will not have any surprise, probably

"Three leaders." A little brother wrapped in a black robe finally had a normal reaction, he bowed slightly to Bai Xiaoqiu, and then said, "The big leader is already waiting for you inside." ”

"Lead the way." Bai Xiaoqiu recalled the ghost's sleepless style, and replied in a hoarse and deep voice.

The main body of the Hall of Resentful Spirits is the central hall, and although there are some houses in the surrounding open space, they are all for the miscellaneous fish to sleep, and they are not used for eggs.

And the big boss in the mouth of the black-robed little brother is naturally the boss of the Red Dragon-Resentment Thirteen.

This is also the consistent style of the red dragon after returning from the task, no matter how tired he is, as long as there is no injury that must be treated, he must report to the resentment thirteen as soon as possible, even if the ghost Wumian played by Bai Xiaoqiu is also one of the shareholders, he must abide by this rule.

After passing through the corridors with extremely curious styles, Bai Luo and the two finally arrived at the final destination of their trip-Necromantic Hall! (To be continued......)