Gradually, night fell.

The mourning hall arranged in the community is brilliantly lit and full of people.

"Jiang Fan, why hasn't this ghost appeared yet? Do you have procrastination? ”

Luo Fatzi, who was squatting on the side of the road, looked at the shed built in front of the mourning hall, which was full of people eating at the table, and complained a little unhappily.

Jiang Fan said seriously: "What's the hurry, this family only sent the old man to be cremated in the afternoon, and from the crematorium here, there is no need to hurry!" ”

Poof!

Su Qingxi couldn't help but cover her mouth and snickered, feeling that Jiang Fan and the others were talking serious nonsense, which was very interesting.

Luo Fatzi said boredly: "Does it take time for the ghost to hurry?" Not to mention traveling thousands of miles at night, at least 800 miles. Is there 800 miles from the crematorium here? It's only a matter of minutes! ”

"I think this ghost must be suffering from procrastination!"

"Please, procrastination is exclusive to humans, and ghosts have always been resolute!" Jiang Fan cooperated and went back.

"Who said that ghosts don't have procrastination, I think..."

"Stop, it looks like a ghost is coming!"

When Luo Fatzi was arguing, suddenly Su Qingxi's expression tightened, and he stood up, staring at a dark area on his right hand with some vigilance.

There, a breeze blew, blowing and swaying the branches of the trees on the roadside.

"It's finally here! I'm about to fall asleep when I wait for the fat man! Luo Fatzi decisively abandoned the bickering, and also stood up all of a sudden, and said with great interest.

"Fatty, this ghost is in your hands!"

However, Jiang Fan had already sensed the arrival of the ghost, and sat on the street ladder very casually, smiling.

Luo Fatzi was surprised: "Give it to me?" Hasn't it always been your main attack? ”

"What? I'm scared! Jiang Fan deliberately provoked.

To be honest, Jiang Fan has always advocated quick battles, if it weren't for the two more masters on the side staring. In the afternoon, before the old man was sent away, he had already taken the ghost away.

I won't entangle so much with the other party's family at all.

After all, to do a task is to judge by the number of ghost nails, not to look at the process.

But with the appearance of two uncles with unknown purposes, Jiang Fan decided to take his time.

Not only to find out the purpose of the two masters, but also to worry that the way he was used to catching ghosts would be seen as flawed.

"Who's afraid!"

Luo Fatzi glared and said, "It's just a ghost, look at how the fat man catches her!" ”

When the sound fell, he walked towards the location of the mourning hall.

Ahhh

At this moment, the lights of the mourning hall flickered incessantly, the wind gusted, and the people who were eating were so frightened that they screamed again and again, and the chaotic crowd rushed out of the shed.

Walking outside the shed, Luo Fatzi held a peachwood sword and said majestically: "Don't panic, everyone, there is a fat man here, any demons and monsters... Holy, what the hell! ”

As he was talking, Luo Fatzi suddenly saw a black shadow flying out of the heads of the chaotic crowd, heading straight for him, startled, and almost instinctively flashed to the side.

Poof!

In the next second, the black shadow fell heavily on the position where Luo Fatzi was standing, and a groan sounded.

Luo Fatzi was stunned, stepped forward in two steps, looked down, and recognized that the black shadow was the young man who was carrying a bench to smash himself during the day, and said with some schadenfreude: "Dude, now believe the fat man's words!" If only it had been earlier..."

"Master, help. Help, Master! The young man who was moaning on the ground saw Luo Fatzi as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw during the rolling, and suddenly hugged Luo Fatman's thigh and said hurriedly.

Luo Fatzi was in high spirits all of a sudden, brandished the peachwood sword twice, and said confidently: "Don't worry, there is a fat man..."

"Be careful..."

At this moment, Jiang Fan's voice just sounded, and he immediately appeared in front of Luo Fatzi, and stretched out his hand to stop a figure smashed out. Casually unloaded the momentum, put the figure on the ground and held it, turned around and said angrily: "Dead fat, pretend to be better than whether you can divide the time." You're going to die, you know? ”

"Ahem... Go now, go now! ”

Luo Fatzi looked at the figure holding Jiang Fan's hand, which was also a middle-aged man who let him go in the afternoon, and realized the seriousness of the problem. With a sneer, he gently kicked the young man holding his thighs away, writhing his fat body coquettishly, and rushed into the crowd that ran out.

Relying on his wide body and fat body, he was brute force and forced to squeeze in.

"Master, he... Is he doing it alone? The young man lying on the ground, enduring the pain, supported his waist with his hands, stood up, looked in the direction of the mourning hall, and said worriedly.

Jiang Fan glanced at him, casually handed over the middle-aged man he was holding to him, and said lightly: "Don't worry!" That ghost is just a demon, and the fat man alone is enough to deal with! ”

When the sound fell, he turned around and stood with Su Qingxi, chatting a few words from time to time, or looking at the movement in the direction of the mourning hall, or glancing at the snack bar and paying attention to the movements of the heavenly master inside.

The young man and the middle-aged man looked at each other, and a trace of remorse and fear flashed in their eyes, but they didn't expect that the three neuropaths they found during the day were actually true.

The old man who died in the family really turned into a ghost.

And there is no kind appearance before death, only eerie and terrifying, and he began to target his relatives when he appeared, without any reason.

No matter how you ask or say it, it's as if you don't know each other, which is extremely terrifying and chilling.

After waiting for a while, the young man saw the yin wind gusting in the mourning hall, sometimes lightning and thunder, and ghosts crying wolves. I was extremely scared in my heart, and I couldn't help but grab the middle-aged man's arm and retreat to Jiang Fan's side.

His voice trembled a little and said, "Master, are you really okay?" ”

"Don't worry! It's okay! Su Qingxi was also a little worried in her heart, but she still had a gentle smile on her face.

However, although Jiang Fan didn't pay much attention to Luo Fatzi and the ghost, he inadvertently sniffed with his nose, and he could still feel that Luo Fatzi had the upper hand and had been suppressing the evil ghosts in the Lingtang.

It's only a matter of time before you win.

The middle-aged man hesitated a little, and then said, "That... Why, master, my father..."

Su Qingxi's face was slightly red, a little embarrassed, she couldn't answer this question, and looked at Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Don't think about it, the old man turned into a demon, and it was related to his death before his death, and he was unwilling." Second, it is also related to the environment. ”

"As for the environment, you don't have to worry about it!"

The young man and the middle-aged man were at a loss, they didn't understand what Jiang Fan meant, they just felt very tall. I wanted to ask a few more questions, but I saw that Jiang Fan had already twisted his head to the side and ignored himself and the others.

Thinking about their attitude towards them during the day, the two endured it.

However, Su Qingxi's eyes were shining, and she approached Jiang Fan quietly, and said in a low voice: "Jiang Fan, you are too powerful." How do you know why the old man turned into a demon! ”

"Blow!" Jiang Fan blinked with a bad taste.

In fact, Jiang Fan did not say nonsense, but speculated.

When the family sent the old man's body to the crematorium in the afternoon, he could already smell the lesions on the old man's body, as well as the unwilling resentment and ghosts lurking in the corpse.

Moreover, when he used his nose to search for ghosts all over Rongcheng, he had already found that after the blood rain, the chance of people turning into evil ghosts after death greatly increased.

Even if it is a normal death, there is a high chance that it will turn into an evil ghost.

So it was easy for him to deduce the reason why the old man had turned into a demon.

Poof!

Su Qingxi believed it, glanced at Jiang Fan with all kinds of amorous feelings, covered her mouth and snickered.

Jiang Fan smiled, put his eyes on the mourning hall, felt the fighting method inside, it was nearing the end, and said with a smile: "Fatty, it's coming out!" ”

Su Qingxi and the three of them looked in the direction of the mourning hall almost immediately.

"Jiang Fan, you're done!"

At this moment, Luo Fatzi walked out of the shed of the mourning hall with a blue nose and swollen face, and patted his shoulder bag proudly.

Jiang Fan smiled, and when he was about to speak, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he said hurriedly: "Fatty, be careful!" ”

"What!" Luo Fatzi looked dazed.

Jiang Fan's expression was uncertain, and he scolded secretly: "What's the matter, do you really want to play so big? Am I going to be able to make a move?