From the very beginning, Li Changqing sensed that something was wrong.

After Shirakawa rescued himself from the female ghost, he walked on the dead leaves without hesitation.

But I didn't think much about it at the time, and just now I saw him lift the cobwebs with his hands.

Now that he had slapped a handful of dust on his body, he was already on the verge of death and was frantically tempting, but he had not yet reacted.

The problem is already obvious.

With Shirakawa's perverted cleanliness habit, he did it himself, and I'm afraid he could kill himself.

Li Changqing's face was gloomy, and he slowly retreated, staring at Bai Chuan with his eyes: "Who are you?" ”

Bai Chuan stood in place, a smile appeared on his face, and then he suddenly rushed towards Li Changqing.

The sharp knife in his hand stabbed straight into Li Changqing's chest.

Bang......

With a loud bang, Bai Chuan rushed in from outside the ancestral hall, kicked the disguised 'Bai Chuan' to the ground, and stabbed the sharp short sword in his hand in its chest.

'Shirakawa' let out a strange cry, turned into a puff of black smoke, and disappeared into the ancestral hall.

"Are you alright?"

Bai Chuan slowly put away the short sword and turned to look at Li Changqing.

Li Changqing took a deep breath and grew wise.

He stepped forward slowly, his dusty hand on Shirakawa's shoulder.

"You're looking for death!"

Bai Chuan's face changed drastically, and he pinched Li Changqing's wrist with great strength.

"It hurts ......," Li Changqing said, "I just want to test whether you are true or not." ”

"Next time, chop off your hand."

Bai Chuan felt some scalp tingling, and the dust on his shoulders made him a little restless and uncomfortable.

I want to pat it off with my hands, but I don't want to touch the dust.

"I'll take it for you." Li Changqing said.

"With the other hand!"

When he was shooting the dust, Li Changqing asked, "Where did you run just now?" ”

Bai Chuan said calmly: "Follow you and see if you can find yourself blinded, although it was a little late to find out, but it was barely qualified, at least it was discovered." ”

This guy ......

"This is actually a very low-level obstacle, although you are only a preparatory member, you can't even use the aura, and you have very little experience in facing evil spirits, you need to go through this."

"With me with you, you won't have an accident, but I won't be by your side all the time."

Li Changqing understood, Bai Chuan was helping himself accumulate experience?

"What should I do if I encounter this evil thing and I can't deal with it if I find it?"

Bai Chuan thought seriously for a while: "Such a low-level evil thing can't be dealt with, so you can only wait for death." ”

"Don't bother, let's search here first and see if we can find anything useful."

It's full of dust, and Shirakawa doesn't want to look for it himself.

Li Changqing searched in the ancestral hall, before Peng Cun moved out, he should have sorted out this place, and basically everything had been taken away.

However, in a black wooden box behind the ancestral hall, under a pile of useless debris, a family history was found.

The pages of this chronicle have been yellowed and covered with dust, and Li Changqing patted the dust of the chronicles and opened them to look at it.

On this, most of them record their ancestors, genealogy, and some heroes and great men who have produced their ancestors in ancient times, or record some things in the village, so that the younger generations can know.

Li Changqing looked directly at it from the rear.

This is a record from fifty years ago, and many of them are trivial trifles.

"Peng Piyi gave a dowry of 500 lang coins to marry Jiang Zhen'er."

"The village chief's father was ninety years old, and the banquet was held for three days and three nights."

"The man in the village who participated in the federal army has not returned so far, and there is no news."

Looking at this book, which records all kinds of trivial matters in Peng Village, it is a bit like a gossip tabloid.

After all, the village is so big, if you want to record major events in the ethnography, I am afraid that you have to have a blank piece of paper, so it is a bit like a diary, such as today's pig cubs, a dinner treat, tomorrow's 80th birthday of a certain birthday star, and so on.

"No clues." Li Changqing shook his head, but he still put this family chronicle away and put it away: "Look around the neighborhood and see if you can find Hu Xiong and Li Minghao." ”

The two searched the village, and everything in every household here was almost empty.

Later, the two searched near the village, and finally, in a cemetery not far away, they found a clue.

There was a grave that had been dug up, and dirt was scattered in front of it, along with moldy rotten flesh, bones, and blackened blood.

There is also a huge stench here.

Bai Chuan frowned, looked at the scene, and covered his nose: "This is the evil modus operandi of the A-class incident." ”

Li Changqing's eyes looked at this coffin, which was sealed underneath, and the coffin was nailed to the top.

It doesn't look like it's been opened.

Suddenly, there was a knock.

Inside the coffin, there was a noise.

"Is there someone talking outside? Save Lao Tzu! ”

Inside the coffin, Hu Xiong's voice came, Li Changqing and Bai Chuan glanced at each other, hurriedly stepped forward, opened the nail of the coffin, and pushed open the coffin lid.

Hu Xiong sat up from the inside, he gasped for breath, the sunlight outside was slightly dazzling, he closed his eyes, and gradually got used to it.

"Lao Hu, why are you in the coffin?" Shirakawa opened his mouth and asked, "What happened last night?" ”

Li Changqing stretched out his hand and pulled Hu Xiong out of the coffin, Hu Xiong scolded and said: "Damn, I fell for that evil thing, yesterday Li Minghao and I followed her and found that she walked into this Peng Village." ”

"The two of us followed her up, and when we came to the yellow horn tree, we were suddenly attacked by her, and when we woke up, I was here."

Hu Xiong's face was a little pale, he glanced at a skeleton in the coffin, and said, "Damn, if you come late, I will accompany this guy to death." ”

Inside the coffin, there is also a white skeleton.

Li Changqing walked quickly to the coffin board.

The coffin board is full of scratches, which is a common scene for people who are buried alive.

"These scratches were scratched by people who were buried alive when they were desperate."

However, Li Changqing got up strangely and looked at the coffin, this coffin was much wider than the regular one, and could lie down for two people.

There are two names written on the tombstone, Peng Piyi, the tomb of Jiang Zhen'er and his wife.

"This is a husband and wife burial?" Li Changqing frowned.

It is common for husband and wife to die together and be buried together, but the fact that one of them was buried alive means differently.

"The problem is clear, one of them was buried alive, and after his death, he turned into evil because of his resentment, and then these damned tomb robbers released it." Shirakawa covered his nose and said in a deep voice.

Jiang Zhen'er? Peng Piyi?

Isn't this a couple written about in the ethnography just now?

Why would one of them be buried alive?

"Where's Lee Myung-ho?" Hu Xiong patted the dust on his body and asked.