When we heard this, we hurriedly looked in the direction that Situ Cao was pointing.

"What is she doing?" Du Deming looked at the middle-aged woman squatting in the middle of the intersection and frowned slightly.

"Hey, it looks like it's burning paper money!! Look! Zhang Qiang looked at it and immediately reacted.

"That's right, but why would she burn paper money in the middle of the road?" I looked at the middle-aged woman's back suspiciously, a little puzzled.

"Forget it, let's go back!" Wang Yi took a step back uncharacteristically and said.

"No, I feel that things are a little strange, let's go over and take a look!" I immediately shook my head.

With that, I took the lead towards the center of the intersection.

The others glanced at each other and followed.

Wang Yi sighed a little ugly, and finally walked over.

As soon as I walked behind the middle-aged woman, I noticed a brazier with paper money burning in front of her, and all kinds of mourning objects next to her.

The middle-aged woman didn't seem to notice our presence at all, just muttered something over and over again, and then added paper money to the basin one after another.

I listened intently for a long time before I finally heard a sentence clearly.

"Dust to dust, soil to earth, once you enter the Yellow Spring, you don't look back, the past is all clouds, let's go, let's go! Don't come back!! ”

Hearing the meaning of her words, we all turned pale.

I glanced at Zhao Qiqi, and then cautiously reached out and patted the middle-aged woman's shoulder.

"Well, who are you worshipping at night?"

As if she didn't expect someone to suddenly appear, the woman was startled.

"Ahh She screamed and turned her head.

When I saw that it was the six of us, I patted my heart with palpitations.

"Who tapped me on the shoulder? Don't you know if you can't pat someone on the shoulder on the big night? It's unlucky!! The middle-aged woman glared at us.

"Hehe, I'm sorry! We're just curious...... "I'm sorry to smile and step forward, just about to ask something."

However, before I could speak, I was stopped by a middle-aged woman.

"Don't move!! In the future!! Don't step on the ground in front of you!! ”

We all looked at each other strangely, looking at her secretive look, but the doubts in our hearts were getting deeper and deeper.

"How...... What's wrong? I asked, but took a few steps back.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiang and the others also moved back.

Seeing that the attitude of the six of us is not bad, the middle-aged woman's face is better, she didn't stop moving, but just glanced at me lightly: "That's where the dead walk, you guys, don't block the way of the dead!" ”

After that, she stopped looking at me and continued to add paper money to the brazier.

"What? Die...... The path of the dead? What do you mean!! When Zhang Qiang heard this, his face became even more ugly, and he nervously turned his head to look at the silent and uninhabited street: "This, why don't I understand this?" ”

Seeing that the woman ignored us, I also followed Zhang Qiang's gaze.

"Tonight, it's a little strange, but it's only ten o'clock, why is there no one on the street???"

Except, of course, for this woman who burned paper money in the middle of the road.

At this point, there were only six of us on the street and this strange-looking middle-aged woman who burned paper money.

Dimly lit streets.

Flickering streetlights.

And...... Inexplicable cold wind.

No matter how you look at it, it's not normal?!

"Hey, Gao Wei, forget it, let's not ask, I think this place really seems a little weird, let's go back first!" Just when I was surprised, Zhang Qiang walked up to me, he pulled my sleeve and whispered.

"Well, that's fine." I nodded, then looked at the others: "Then, let's ...... today."

However, I am not done yet.

Call~~~

Another cold gust of wind swept softly.

Then, a string of regular copper bells rang.

It was faint at first, but later on, I felt the sound come closer to us.

Several people subconsciously looked towards the entrance of the street on the left where the voice came.

However, at just one glance, everyone's faces were pale.

We looked at each other in disbelief and read fear in each other's eyes!!

Yes.

Fear!!

Because at this moment, from the left corner of the street, more than a dozen people in white mourning clothes, with their heads down, slowly walked towards the place where we were standing just now.

Not only that, but eight of them were carrying a huge coffin made of crimson lacquer!

My eyes widened and I couldn't believe my eyes.

I tried to see the faces of the people who were closest to me, but no matter how closely I looked, I couldn't see the faces of those people.

"I ......" Zhang Qiang saw this situation, and opened his mouth to shout.

I turned my head and quickly reached out to cover his mouth.

Everyone understood what I meant, and they all subconsciously covered their mouths, for fear of accidentally screaming.

In this way, the strange group of people in white silently walked past us and walked towards the other end of the crossroads.

And it's as if they don't see us at all.

Every few steps they took, the brass bells hanging from the four corners of the coffin would ring softly.

In such a quiet late-night street, it looks particularly infiltrating.

We watched quietly as the group left until they reached the entrance to the street at the other end.

At this time, I finally let go of the hand covering Zhang Qiang's mouth.

"Oops, almost suffocated me!" Zhang Qiang breathed in his mouth.

But at this moment, another chaotic wind blew.

The dust was scattered, and a few of us only felt a flower in front of us.

I subconsciously blocked my eyes.

After a few seconds, the wind inexplicably stopped again.

I looked over there again, only to see where else there were?!

"I'll go, what about people? Gone so soon? I whispered in surprise.

"yes, what about people?" Zhang Qiang also looked in the direction where the group of people had just walked.

Nothing!

It's as if they just disappeared out of thin air.

Zhao Qiqi glared at Zhang Qiang: "It's all your fault, suffocate you!" ”

"Hey, you ......" As soon as Zhang Qiang heard it, he wanted to come forward and theorize.

"Okay, let's stop arguing, I'll ask her what's going on." I glanced at the middle-aged woman who had been squatting on the ground and burning paper money, and interrupted Zhang Qiang's words.

I adjusted my mood and coughed lightly: "That, this Ah ...... Sister, I want to ask, who are the group of people who walked by carrying the coffin just now? You should live in this neighborhood, right? Do you know? ”

Who knows, as soon as I said this, the woman's face changed.

She stared at me like a madman.

"You...... You're sick! Where did you come from just now, some person carrying the coffin walked by?! I've been burning paper money here, and I haven't seen anything except a few of you! ”