A little young is a little young, full of youthful vitality, and nothing is a matter in their eyes. The departure of the cook did not cause them panic, but a sense of relief.

After the cheers, there was an unusual silence that drowned out their cheers. After Jun Jun's gaze calmed down a little, he suddenly remembered what happened to Han Bin and Xiao Xi, and sighed that they were so weak and powerless in the face of the limit of life and death. Deep down, a sense of desolation has increased dramatically.

The wind swept through Junjun's face, some of which even blew deep into her ears, and she felt that the environment here was too peaceful. There seems to be something unforeseen latent in the dark, thinking that if they can't find Han Bin and Jiang Rong, then they will also end up like Xiaoxi? Thinking of this, Junjun suddenly felt an unusual sadness and fear welling up in his heart.

Turning her eyes to the naughty He Pengfei, her apricot eyes were round, and she suddenly roared loudly: "Enough, don't you think it's strange here?" ”

"Uh, what's so strange?"

"Don't you think it's strange that Xiaoxi is dead?" Junjun lost control of his emotions and said angrily.

"Didn't you say that Xiaoxi gave Han Bin a leg, Xiaoxi thought that Han Bin was missing, so he was desperate, and he just wanted to die."

"How is it possible, did Xiao Xi show a look of despair before he died? Not at all! She didn't say anything strange to me and Rong Rong, how could she commit suicide? ”

"But who killed her? It can't be that old lady looking for a stand-in to find Xiaoxi, right? One of the boys deliberately squeezed his eyebrows and pretended to be very frightened.

"Please, scare me! Hmmmm...... Rong Rong, Han Bin, where are you? Junjun was directly scared to cry by several boys.

Boys are most afraid of girls' tears, and it can be said that girls' tears are a killer feature from emotional invincibility. Get! When several boys saw Junjun's tearful eyes and moving appearance, they all kept their heads silent.

The bold He Pengfei, listening to Junjun's sobbing, said impatiently: "Okay, don't cry." If crying solves the problem, it's much easier. ”

Junjun really didn't continue to cry, and wiped away his tears with a silk handkerchief. Looking at He Pengfei quietly, looking at this girl's behavior, she must have thought of something bad again.

Everyone accompanied Jiang Rong here to find some bullshit inspiration, but they never thought that so many strange things would happen. After Han Bin disappeared, Xiaoxi had an accident, and Jiang Rong disappeared indirectly. The rest regard He Pengfei as the core. His ideal is to be a great detective in the future. He's quirky and has a good brain. In every gesture, there is a bold spirit, which is very convincing.

He Pengfei enjoyed the feeling of being in the spotlight and the stars holding the moon, and let out a loud shout to stop Junjun's crying. After secretly snorting to himself, he looked around, cleared his throat with a pretended gesture, and said: "Junjun's words are also very reasonable, Xiaoxi's death is very suspicious. As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the old lady's mourning hall, which was sealed, and continued: "We don't know much about the customs here, but the strange thing is that for Mao they will keep the dead at home. For Mao was not buried in time? ”

“…… Yes......" The others agreed.

"What do you want?" Jun Jun said worriedly.

"Let's go and see, what secrets are in the mourning hall, don't you know."

"Don't, if you let Auntie know, it's not good!"

"Hey, you go to the door and watch. If there's movement, yell and we'll know. ”

"This ......" Junjun hesitated and didn't want to go.

"Go, it's not that you said that you doubted the cause of Xiaoxi's death, and I wouldn't have thought of this stubble." He Pengfei said in an accentuated tone.

Under his coercion, Junjun reluctantly walked to the door. Take a few steps and look back at them. The brothers all ran to the front of the mourning hall, doused the seal with water, and stretched out their hands to slowly tear it off.

The double doors of the mourning hall creaked heavily under their push, and a cold wind rushed in without warning when the crack opened the door. He Pengfei, who was at the forefront, shook off a cold war and scolded himself; Damn, it won't really be evil!

For a second, he wanted to back down. But just put the big words aside, this is a matter of face, if you can really find clues in the mourning hall, then you can win the appreciation and worship of your partners.

Entering the mourning hall, the suffocating feeling of depression is everywhere. The coffin is still placed in place, and the portrait of the old lady hangs in the center of the coffin, and if you don't look at the portrait, the black and white photos of the old lady are really fucking scary.

I can think of it, a weak and skinny skeleton. On the pale face, there are a pair of deep-set eye sockets and a pair of small eyeballs, staring directly at them. You've been looking at it for a long time, those tiny eyes. It was as if they were alive, moving with their movements......

The feeling of Han Sensen is very bad when I see the stitches. He Pengfei wanted to retreat more than once, but he couldn't stand the vanity, so he stubbornly stayed again and again.

The shadow encircled by white powder is the exact location of Nozomi at the time of her death. When they entered the mourning hall, they were actually afraid, just for the sake of the so-called face and dignity, and no one squeaked and said the words of fear. It's so hard to get three tendons, look at the east, touch it in the west, don't talk about the clues, not even a speck of dust has been touched.

Wait a minute! This house has been sealed for a few days, to say the least! No dust for the hair? He Pengfei's thoughts moved, and his brain flashed, and he hurriedly said what he thought in his heart.

"I think there's a problem, why is there no dust in the house? It stands to reason that within a day of the seal being applied, there should be dust. Look at ......," he said, pointing to the coffin and pointing to his companions.

The partners looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you. "Could it be that you want to tell us to pry open the lid of the coffin?" I don't know if it was their reckless actions that alarmed the dead people sleeping in the coffins, or if it was something else. Anyway, just when the brothers were discussing to open the coffin to see, there was a dull movement in the coffin......

"Scared! Corpse fraud? He Pengfei jumped nervously, and his hair exploded. His heart was beating wildly, and he took a few steps back one after another. The rest of the people, shocked when they saw this, and after a commotion, they also hurriedly retreated...... When I retreated to the door, I subconsciously looked back and saw that the coffin had not moved.

'Whirring' nervous rough sounds, clanging heartbeats, they stood in the doorway. Glancing at each other, not knowing whether to continue checking or quickly slip away.

At this moment, Junjun's cough came from the door. Her voice is an alarm. He Pengfei didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, pulled the door and closed it with a very fast movement, picked up the seal that was shelving by the door, smeared it with saliva for a while, and pasted it as it was.