Chapter 270: Empty House Coffin, Strange Puppet

"Crunch!"

The pull of the brown wooden door rose again.

Even if he didn't dare or didn't want to, Li Hu still had to obey Duan Zhen's orders and open the door.

After seeing the real scene around him, he had already regarded this ghost fairy child he met halfway as the only lifeline.

No matter how scared you are, you can only open the door honestly.

Besides, with the help of the other party, there seems to be a glimmer of life.

However, as soon as the door opened, Li Hu saw Li Qing's face.

This playmate, who grew up with him, seems to be sticking to the door, as if he has been outside the door for a long time.

"Brother Huzi! Are you okay? I heard you yelling in the house just now, and I just happened to be here to take a look. ”

Li Qing saw the door suddenly open without warning, and a look of surprise seemed to flash in his eyes, but he almost didn't hesitate to ask.

There was still a strong sense of concern in his eyes, as if he was a little worried.

But for some reason, after getting a glimpse of the real scene, Li Hu only felt the concern in the other party's eyes, which turned into an indescribable weirdness.

This feeling came inexplicably, as if in an instant, this friend of the same generation had become another person.

"Talk to him, it's business as usual."

And at this moment, Duan Zhen's voice suddenly sounded above his head.

Li Hu subconsciously wanted to raise his head, but he was blocked by an invisible force, and in a trance, he finally adjusted his mind, looked at Li Qing and said:

"Qingzi, I'm fine, I just knocked over the bowl just now, but fortunately I didn't break my hand."

Li Hu gave up a position, allowing Li Qing to see the broken dishes in the house that had not yet been cleaned up.

"That's right..."

Li Qing really took a very close look, and his neck stretched very long.

When he finally saw the broken bowl, he finally smiled and said, "Brother Huzi, if you have anything in the future, you must come and call me." I have nothing but strength. ”

He bared his white teeth and smiled sincerely.

"Okay, let's go back."

When Li Hu saw this scene, he also nodded, and watched Li Qing leave.

The figure of the other party, in this twilight that was about to completely darken, looked a little thin.

And it's a little weird.

"Keep walking."

And at this moment, Duan Zhen spoke up again and pointed in a direction.

It was the south-east of the village, and it was the only house facing north-south.

Li Hu heard Duan Zhen's point, and a ball of brilliance appeared inexplicably in front of him, and he realized the place he was going to in his heart.

It was the village chief's house.

The village chief is very old, almost eighty years old.

I see everyone very kindly on weekdays, but at this time, I don't know if I slept or not.

The old people usually go to bed very early and get up very early, and every morning before the chickens crow, Li Hu can hear the coughing sound of the old village chief at the entrance of the village.

"The village chief's house..."

Li Hu suddenly seemed to remember something, and his face turned pale in an instant.

It seems that he has not heard the old village chief's cough again in this month.

"Watch your step."

And just as he moved forward, Duan Zhen's voice rose at the right time.

Li Hu suddenly trembled when he heard the sound, as if he had played a clever game, and suddenly raised his left foot that was about to fall.

I saw that it was only two inches away from my feet, and at some point, a white strange thing appeared.

This one is a pillow.

Whew!

Suddenly, there seemed to be some kind of cold wind around him, lingering along his 48,000 pores.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the pillow under his feet looked particularly white.

Li Hu stared at it and saw several big red plum blossoms tattooed on the pillow, and the word "Ancheng" was embroidered on it.

Seeing this scene, his face trembled, and dripping cold sweat penetrated from his back to his chest.

An Cheng, Li An Cheng, this is the name of that old village chief!

"The village chief's pillow, why is it here?"

At this moment, Rao could still feel the peace brought by Duan Zhen, but Li Hu was still scared into a cold sweat.

Coupled with where they were going now, he suddenly seemed to have figured out something, and a trace of fear filled the depths of his eyes.

The old village chief, I'm afraid he's dead!

"Keep walking."

Duan Zhen spoke up again, and also glanced at the pillow that suddenly appeared in front of him.

He naturally saw more than Li Hu.

Above the pillow, there was a thick black fog, which was constantly swirling and changing.

And judging from this special power that can affect the divine soul, if Li Hu stepped on this pillow, he was afraid that he would fall into a terrifying nightmare when he fell asleep tonight, and he would never wake up again.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Seeing this, Duan Zhen suddenly looked back.

His gaze seemed to pass through many barriers, and he saw Li Qing, who had left a long time ago, and even the wisp of illusory puppet above his head.

The paradoxical aura is very much like spiritual power, but it is different from pure spiritual power.

This is a Taoist technique, and it is a means of locking the soul in the air, controlling the human body.

The Yang God World is really extremely strong, and in such a small village, you will meet a person who knows Taoism.

The look of anticipation in his eyes became more and more intense.

…….

Tuk-tuk.

Stepping on the lime ground under his feet, Li Hu avoided the pillow that suddenly appeared and left in a hurry.

He walked very fast, and it didn't take long for him to reach the southeast of the village.

This is also an earthen house made of loess bricks, almost the same as the surrounding houses, only slightly larger.

However, his orientation is completely different from all the houses in the village, and it runs north-south.

This is the home of the old village chief of Fengmen Village, Li Ancheng.

"To... It's here..."

When Li Hu walked here, his whole body trembled involuntarily.

He felt as if there were some ghosts and demons in this room that chose people to devour, and as soon as he opened the door, he was about to pounce on him and devour blood and flesh.

"The door is not closed, just go in."

But Duan Zhen didn't care about his fear at all, but continued to speak calmly and indifferently.

Li Hu couldn't resist it after all, so he just waited to step forward.

The door really didn't close, it was just a little hidden, and it was almost impossible to spot if you didn't look closely.

He kept his breathing steady, suddenly closed his eyes, raised his only right arm, and pushed hard.

"Bang dang!"

This force seems to have been pushed too much, and this heavy wooden door was directly pushed to the limit.

Suddenly, the scene in the whole house came into view.

A long dark coffin was placed vertically in the main hall.

The long coffin was tightly covered, and nails were nailed to the four corners, and three green cigarettes were burning on the incense candlestick in the hall, as if someone had just worshipped.

When the door was opened, it seemed to bring a cold wind that rushed up in the room.

"This..."

Li Hu stared blankly at the scene of the coffin in the empty house, but his eyes involuntarily looked at the center of the incense candlestick.

A strange puppet that had never been seen before was standing on it, and wisps of incense smoke were inhaled into its nose.

The puppet seemed to be a dead thing, and it seemed to be a living creature, with seven orifices, extremely strange.

And at the moment when Li Hu looked at it, the puppet stopped smoking the incense smoke in an instant, and its body, which was only seven inches large, stood up on the ground.

"Bang dang!"

Li Hu only felt that his body staggered forward violently, and he was pushed into the house by an inexplicable force.

Then, the wooden door that had just been pushed open suddenly closed.

The light and shadow dissipated, and the subtle light of the incense candlestick reflected on the deep black wooden coffin, as if it was about to enter the silent eternal night.

"Is that all?"

And just as this strange and inexplicable scene was rising, Duan Zhen, who was sitting on top of Li Hu's head, suddenly shook his head.

His eyes froze slightly, bursting with a slight amount of strength.

In the next moment, it seemed to be a bright glow that shone through the heavens and the earth, and suddenly rose!

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