When he heard this, he frowned, and didn't speak, but stopped the tall guy, grabbed his arms with both hands, and didn't let him enter the hall.

The rest of the eight immortals, seeing this situation, chattered and made a fuss, and even the women on the side also coaxed, all saying that something was wrong, and seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, I shouted, "Don't make any noise, do you think I look like a person who does things out of proportion?" ”

As soon as this voice came out, those people were stunned for a moment, the scene was a little quieter, and the senior guy opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, I stopped at him and continued: "Senior boss, we have done a lot of funerals together, and even you don't believe me?" ”

He glanced at me and said, "Chen Baxian... I... You... Mugwort! Well, I hope you pay attention to safety, don't forget that our Eight Immortals in Dongxing Town can't do without you! ”

I nodded, motioning for him to close the hall door and leave a gap. He shook his head, sighed deeply, and did as I wanted.

As the door of the hall closed, the hall was a little dim, except for the faint light of the immortal lamp under the coffin, which allowed me to see the coffin faintly, and I thought about lighting a candle to make the light stronger.

However, remembering that in the dark, both the senses and the sense of touch become extraordinarily acute, I dispelled this thought, and tried to lift my steps, as before, and it was a luxury to take a step.

To be honest, I'm a little scared in my heart, and it's completely helpless to kick out the stutterers and high-ranking guys, even if I leave them here, it won't help much, and it will add to the chaos.

It's not that they don't have the ability, but the old guy told the truth before, closing the door of the hall, staying in the same room with the coffin of the living will be entangled with the soul of the deceased, at least a serious illness, or at worst become a fool.

Of course, this is not to say that I am not afraid of death, on the contrary, I am quite afraid of death, but I am responsible for the deceased to the end, which is the bottom line for people.

Thinking about it, thinking about it, I don't know what's going on, the atmosphere in the hall has become a little weird, first a gust of wind blew over, which made me shiver, and then the light of the immortal lamp became weaker and weaker, and there was a faint tendency to go out.

I'm a little anxious, during the funeral, the most taboo is to go out the immortal lamp. However, the more I tried to take a step, the heavier my feet became, I pinched my thighs with all my might, and there was a feeling of crispy numbness, Made, I don't know when, a pair of feet were numb.

Fuck, I couldn't help but curse, could it be that I couldn't take a step under my feet just now because of my numb feet?

After a short period of thought, I didn't think about it so much, I slapped it the thigh a few times, and I didn't know what was going on, every time I beat it, my feet would be lighter, about seventeen or eighteen times, and finally there was a burst of pain.

I was overjoyed, and I ran towards the position of the immortal lamp, because I was numb for a while, my legs and feet were a little inconvenient, so I ran less than three steps, and I took a wrong step under my feet, and my whole body fell towards the coffin, and I fell into a posture of eating.

Speaking of which, some things are also very strange, as soon as my body touched the coffin, the hall was darkened, I dare not say that the black hand can not see the five fingers, at least the vision is greatly blocked, the visibility is only ten centimeters, and further away can only see a cloud of black.

As soon as I saw this situation, I secretly said that it was not good, and quickly got up, squatted down and saw that it was dark under the coffin, and the immortal lamp had been extinguished. Made, this is not a good sign, it is rumored that this lamp of eternal life is the guiding light of the deceased in the underworld, and it is also rumored that the lamp of immortality is the eyes of the deceased in the next life, if the lamp is extinguished, it means that the deceased will be blind in the next life.

I fumbled around my body, took out the lighter, slid it a few times, and through the light from the lighter, I could vaguely see the immortal lamp directly under the coffin, leaning over, trying to light the immortal lantern.

At this moment, something happened that I couldn't understand, as soon as the lighter arrived at the position of the immortal lamp, there was a biting cold air, and then, the lighter immediately went out, and then slid a few more times, and in less than two seconds, it went out.

Made, what's going on? I skated a few times in a row and it was still like that. At this time, I was a little angry, stood up, took out the lighter and looked at it, slid a few times, and immediately lit up, the flame was beating normally, and there was no tendency to extinguish.

Reaching under the coffin again, as soon as I reached the position of the immortal lamp, the lighter would go out, which made me almost crazy, took a few deep breaths, adjusted my mentality, slid the lighter to ignite, and looked in the direction of the immortal lamp, and saw that the position was a little wrong with other positions, and I couldn't say what was wrong, so I felt that the position was abnormal.

I touched the place sideways, and it felt very cold, as if it was not an immortal lamp but an ice cube in that position, and when I touched the immortal lamp, it was even colder than the ground.

Now, I'm a little puzzled, it is said that the immortal lamp should be hot, after all, there is a wick burning on it, how can it be so cold?

Suppressing his doubts, he was about to withdraw his hand and come back. Suddenly, my hand was cold, the cold was very weird, I had an indescribable feeling, I felt as if my arm was frozen, and I struggled to shrink my hand, but I couldn't move, as if someone was holding my arm.

I was a little frightened, and when I looked at my arm with a lighter, I saw five finger prints on my arm, which were faintly blackened, and pressed the skin on my arm slightly, as if someone had really grabbed my arm.

Seeing this, my scalp tingled and I got goosebumps all over my body, and I exhaled a few hard breaths, forced my composure, and slowly stretched out my right hand.

As soon as I got there, I waved my right hand a few times, but there was nothing else except some coldness, and I shrank my left hand, and it was still like that, and I couldn't retract it. What the hell, how can this be?

After being a Eight Immortals for such a long time, he naturally had a lot of courage, and after thinking about it for a while, an idea came to his mind.

After making up my mind, I was ruthless, with a straight face, a low voice, and scolded with swear words: "The daughter-in-law of the draft uncle, if she dies, she will die, and she will not be able to be a ghost and harm people, Lao Tzu will come to do the funeral for you, you don't know how to do it and still want to harm me, be careful that I ask someone to turn over your coffin, and pour a few buckets of urine into it." ”

After scolding, I retracted my hand, but still didn't move, Made, look at the posture, I'm going to have a dose of strong medicine.

So, I simply learned the way Widow Liu scolded, first touched the crotch of his pants, then clenched his fist, smashed his fist on the ground, and scolded: "You stinky and shameless, no wonder you died so early, you deserve to die so early, you did evil before you died, and you didn't think about it after death, but hurt me, you should have died ten years ago, Lao Tzu counted one, two, three, if you don't let go, Lao Tzu is going to scream!" ”