We are all still immersed in what the demons have just said about raising the dead.

Xu Jialin stood up suddenly, "If you think you can still save Xin'er, then without further ado, let's go to Xin'er's mourning hall now." "Seeing how excited he looked, he believed in ghosts.

"When we came back from the mourning hall, the bride was ready to be buried, but fortunately, we were one step ahead." An Chen shook his phone proudly.

"By the way, Mr. Xu, I want to ask if the bride's family allowed her face to be buried like that?" I remember the horrible bridal makeup that I remember vividly.

"Makeup? Have you seen Xin'er's appearance? A hint of surprise flashed in Xu Jialin's eyes, and he soon regained his composure, "Xin'er's parents thought her death was weird, so they called the goddess, and the goddess said that it was best not to touch her casually, so as not to cause a bloody disaster in the family." ”

"Goddess? Interesting, I want to prove it soon. With that, the ghost walked into my room with the written Soul Code.

A few of us also followed, Xu Jialin didn't ask anything, and stood at the door quietly looking at the ghost.

The ghost took a lighter and lit the soul code, then circled Xu Jiawei's feet three times clockwise, and then three times clockwise directly above his head. Then he took out the second Soul Code and lit it, and circled it counterclockwise three times on his feet, and then three times counterclockwise on his head. Finally, he took out the third Soul Code and lit it, circling it clockwise around him three times.

After three laps, a few of us had already been dizzy by her, and I was just about to ask, but I was suffocated by a silent movement from the ghost.

Looking at the person lying on the bed, although he was in a coma, his breathing was even, not like the dry cough from time to time when he first came.

The last time Li Ming was there, the red rope arranged in the house had not been removed. The ghost waved her hand, and we all stepped back, and she gently closed the door, which was already dry with blood, and the word "hidden" was still on it. She reconnected the red rope, and I knew that meant the soul had stopped.

After everything was arranged for the ghosts, Xu Jialin drove us to the funeral home.

"An Chen, Ji Yue, and you, the three of you go and help me prepare, I need items tonight." The ghost pointed at the three of them.

"So what am I going to do?" Without my share, I don't know what medicine she sells in her gourd.

"Brother, you stay, I'll tell you something to do later." She said to me, then turned her head and continued to say to the three of them, "An Chen, Ji Yue, I need a papier-mâché eight-lift sedan chair, which belongs to the kind of sedan chair in ancient times, you go to the shroud shop now and let the boss rush to work, and it must be done before one o'clock in the morning today." ”

"It's already eight o'clock now, and there are still a few shroud shops that can meet your requirements, but what do you want a papier-mâché eight-lift sedan chair?" An Chen asked the ghost spirit puzzled, and Ji Yue was also confused.

"What about me? What do you need me to do? Compared with An Chen's impatience, Xu Jialin seemed much more stable.

The ghost spirit looked at him with a complicated expression, "This matter is a bit difficult, I'm afraid that some people don't like to do it." ”

"It doesn't matter, as long as you say it, I will do my best." Look at that gentle look, it's almost like it's going to melt people.

The ghost spirit pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "I need eight people to carry the sedan chair, and someone to play the prelude with a single drum, a single horn, and a single suona, and start walking from the mountain road of your villa at three o'clock in the morning." I need you to find someone like this to work with me. ”

Xu Jialin nodded, "Don't worry!" I'll take care of that! ”

"Cut, you will say something nice and please women." An Chen glared at Xu Jialin angrily, "I'm a person who does practical things. After speaking, An Chen pulled Ji Yue and turned around to leave.

"Ling'er, are you going to come to 'build bones'!" Ji Yue seemed to think of something, and turned back to ask the ghost.

"It's still a bit early to say 'build the bones', when you make that sedan chair, try to make it according to the size of one to one, it's best to ......" The ghost hesitated for a moment, stared at me a few times, and said with a grin, "It's better to sit on it alone and not break." ”

After listening to her last sentence, I looked at her vigilantly, "Ling'er, do you want to gamble with your life again?" I absolutely disagree with you doing this. ”

The ghost took a step forward, took my arm, flattened his mouth, and said coquettishly: "Brother, I can't bear the child to trap the wolf, not to mention that I still have your protection?" I believe in you, and you can do it. ”

"You believe me, I don't believe in myself." Indeed, take the woods last time I was at school! I didn't fight with Wang San, I fainted, this faint is seven days, how can I protect me?

While I wasn't paying attention, the ghosts let them all leave, and I didn't have a good seizure in the funeral home where people came and went.

The ghost, like a kitten, looked like a kitten and tugged at my sleeve. I gave her a hard look and turned my head away. She leaned up to me with a dead face, whispered a few words in my ear, and then strode away.

Looking at the back of her leaving, I was so angry and funny, who told me to stand up for such a scoundrel sister.

I deliberately stood outside for a while, looking at my watch, ten minutes had passed, and she must have met with everyone inside, and it was time for me to appear.

I walked in and saw that it was not just a funeral, people were coming and going, and I was looking for ghosts.

Yes, there it is. Little by little, I slowed down, and five paces away from the ghost, pretended to be limp and fell to the ground with my whole body against the wall. I closed my eyes tightly and didn't move.

"Come and see, why did this man fall to the ground?"

"yes!"

I don't know who was afraid to hit me in the face, so I held back and tried to keep my tears from falling.

"Shoot him so hard, why is he still not awake, shouldn't he?"

A man put his hand in front of my nose and tested my snort. I'm trying to keep myself breathing evenly, damn ghosts, how can I not get over.

Just as I was cursing in my heart, I don't know who pinched my person hard with his nails, and the nails were almost embedded in my flesh, and I howled in pain.

"He's evil, let me take a look." Finally, the dead girl spoke, and if she didn't show up again, maybe I would really be tossed to death by these people.

I felt someone gently lift me up, gently stroke my hand on my back a few times, and then hit me the back of the neck three times.