The moment the door opened, Yue Yang was dumbfounded, and the scene in front of him made him creepy!

"Shhh

Behind him, Bai Duo also staggered in at this time, and immediately gasped: "This...... How the hell is this haunted house! ”

That's right!

Now Song Jingnian's residence is a ghost house!

Not to mention the dead leaves and barren grass in the courtyard of the door, the house is full of cobwebs, insects and ants, and the hollowed out wooden beams will make bursts of seeping 'squeak' sounds from time to time, as if they will not be able to bear the weight and collapse in the next second.

And in the center of the living room of the room, there is now a mahogany coffin about one and a half meters long!

The coffin was painted with red lacquer, with an inky black word 'Lay' printed on both ends, and two white candles as thick as small arms, I don't know how long they had been burning, and now only a small half was left, flickering and flickering with the cold wind pouring in from the broken window.

Looking at this posture, this house will be uninhabited for at least decades, but you must know that Song Jingnian just passed away today, how can it be that in just a few hours, this house has experienced as if it has been half a century of vicissitudes and recession?!

"Are we sure we're here right?" Frightened, Yue Yang glanced at Bai Duo a little nervously, kept swallowing saliva, and cold sweat was dripping down the corners of his forehead.

"That's right, I've been to Master's house hundreds of times, it's impossible to go wrong!" Bai Duo was also trembling, his legs were almost unable to stand, and he kept retreating out of the door: "Besides, there are no people in this place for ten miles and eight villages, just one master, even if we close our eyes, it is impossible to go wrong!" ”

As he spoke, Bai Duo turned around and wanted to escape from the door.

Bang dang!

Who knows, at this moment, a muffled sound came, and above their heads, the girder, which was simply crumbling, suddenly snapped, boomed, and smashed directly against the tip of Bai Duo's nose and hit the ground.

Suddenly, the smoke was flying, and the two of them almost couldn't open their eyes.

"It's over!"

With a gasp of cold air in his heart, Yue Yang shivered all over, and the falling beam happened to smash in front of the only exit in the room, blocking the door frame tightly, and neither of them could get out at this moment!

Bai Duo's face turned pale in an instant, and he knelt on the ground without dignity, kowtowing to the red coffin in the living room, and muttering: "Don't blame it, don't blame it." ”

"Get up, unproductive thing!"

Yue Yang was so angry that he kicked Bai Duo's ass, gritted his teeth and shouted, "This is your master's home, how can he harm the two of us?" ”

"This ......" Bai Duo's face stiffened, as if he had figured it out, patted the ash on his knees, got up from the ground tremblingly, and immediately stared nervously at the coffin in the room, and asked in a low voice, "Then what to do now?" ”

"Open the coffin!"

As soon as he gritted his back molars, the ruthlessness in Yue Yang's heart came up: "Lao Tzu, let's see what the hell this old man Song is doing!" ”

In fact, until this time, Yue Yang had a trace of doubt in his heart.

Old man Song is not the kind of person who does not understand the rules of the industry, anyone who eats food in the underworld more or less understands some taboos in this industry, Bai Duo said that he offended the Gu Man Tong he offered, about this, Yue Yang is unwilling to believe it.

The scene in front of him made Yue Yang a little suspicious, this is Song Jingnian's home, yes, but the appearance is very different, and the shrine that was originally enshrined by Old Man Song in the northwest corner of the living room at home, Gu Mantong's trace is gone, only such a mahogany coffin is left, no matter how you look at things, it is a little strange.

No matter what happens, the only way to find out what happened is to pry the coffin open!

"Open the coffin, open the coffin?"

Hearing this, Bai Duo was taken aback, and stepped back tremblingly: "This is not good, as the saying goes, the dead are great, we have already made the deceased unhappy by breaking in so recklessly, in case we ...... after the coffin is opened."

"I'm not going to do it!"

Yue Yang frowned, and glanced at him coldly, it stands to reason that Bai Duo has been with Song Jingnian for so long, and he works in the crematorium, so he shouldn't have any resistance to the corpse, but his current appearance is not like this at all.

No matter what Yue Yang said, Bai Duo just refused to come forward to help, his head swayed as fast as a rattle, and in the end he even moved an old Huanghuali circle chair and simply sat at the door.

Seeing him like this, Yue Yang didn't want to say anything more, the cat bent his waist and walked towards the coffin, but he didn't see it, and the moment he turned around, the corner of Bai Duo's mouth hooked up an evil smile.

"Whew-"

After blowing three breaths in a row and dusting off the ash on the coffin lid, Yue Yang found that the coffin was not sealed, that is, with his own strength, it was enough to lift the coffin.

Thinking of this, he didn't stop doing anything, his two hands were tightly buckled on the edge of the coffin, the green tendons on his forehead were bursting out, his arms were forced, and with a low roar, he directly lifted the coffin lid.

Call!

At this moment, a strange yin wind blew in the room, and the whistling cold wind was like a knife, rolling up the broken leaves on the ground, and separating Yue Yang's body at once.

"Shhh Yue Yang gasped in pain, but he still looked into the coffin with his eyes wide.

A finely crafted Kuman Tong is now lying quietly in the coffin.

Kuman Tong's whole body is dark red, his two eyes are dyed blue with dye, he has a yellow ribbon tied on his head, and his body is covered with a layer of satin silk, and his two hands are pressed against the silk, just like a living person, without any breath of death.

"What the hell is here!"

Yue Yang's eyes froze, and against the increasingly thick yin wind, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Gu Man Tong.

For this thing, he is not too afraid, although Kuman Tong said that he is very spiritual, but it is also relative to the owner of his breeding, to others, this thing is just a dead baby wrapped in clay, although it looks a little bluffing, but it is not threatening.

Seeing that his hand was about to grab Kuman Tong's head, he didn't expect that at this time, a piercing cat meow suddenly sounded outside the door.

Meow!

In this environment, coupled with the already fearful heart, Yue Yang was taken aback in an instant, the strength in his hands was unstable, and his heart was distracted, and he was directly crooked.

"Grass!"

Immediately after, Yue Yang screamed, and hurriedly pulled his right hand back from the coffin, his face turned pale in an instant.

"What's wrong?" When Bai Duo heard the voice, he also hurriedly pushed away the circle chair and ran over, and under the moonlight, a sharp scratch appeared on Yue Yang's right hand.

The red blood spread all the way to his wrists, and a lot of it was already dripping into the coffin.

The yin wind that was blowing gradually stopped at this time, and the room was finally able to open its eyes, Yue Yang's hands trembled, and he kicked the coffin over.

Thundered!

The coffin fell to the ground, but nothing rolled out inside, which made Yue Yang's face even more ugly.

"Where's Kuman Thong?!" Grabbing Bai Duo's collar, Yue Yang's eyes were full of blood red, and he roared angrily: "Gu Man Tong! ”

"What are you talking about?" Bai Duo struggled to look at him, his face full of confusion: "I don't know, what Kuman Tong, this coffin just contained Gu Man Tong?" ”

"Don't fucking play stupid with me!" Yue Yang gritted his teeth, and a fierce light appeared on his face.

"I really don't know, Angkor, you see I was sitting there just now, and I haven't been here!" Bai Duo explained, and at the same time, his eyes flicked, and he was full of wit: "There!" ”

Following the direction of his finger, Yue Yang really saw that just under the shrine in the northwest corner of the living room, a small black shadow was hidden in the darkness, and the pestle was there.

"Grass!"

Although Yue Yang was puzzled, he still shook off Bai Duo and walked over quickly, but as soon as he got closer, he was dumbfounded.

What kind of Kuman Thong is under this shrine, it is clearly a paper piercing man who is not one meter high!

The golden boy among the golden boys and girls!

The paper man was wearing blush, his two eyes were not as big as mung beans, and the corners of his mouth were raised, looking at the two people in the room as if he was mocking.

"!" Puzzled, Yue Yang grabbed the paper and tore it up in three or two clicks: "Look, Gu Man Tong must still be here, look for it!" ”

No one agreed.

"Bai Duo?"

When he turned his head suddenly, there was no one behind him!