The fat man nodded hurriedly, got up and groped around on Uncle Mao's shelves, and found a lot of things.

Cinnabar pen, yellow rune paper, edict sigil, peach wood sword, Sanqing bell, cinnabar, ink fountain, red thread, copper coin, gossip mirror, mugwort leaf, incense candle.

He put all these things into his backpack and grinned, "Let's go!" ”

The corners of Ye Feng and Ma Yue's mouths twitched, and then they got up and went out together. Ma Jump also went back to Fushoutang to get some guys, but it was much less than the fat man, and he only brought nine small flags.

Ye Feng himself had red rope and copper coins, as well as some rune paper, plus the fat man had brought so many things, so he didn't plan to bring anything more.

The address on the note was Happiness Road, which was only a few blocks away from them. A few people quickened their pace, and it took more than ten minutes to walk.

It was already seven o'clock, and it was already dark. When I arrived at Xingfu Road, I followed the house number and arrived outside a small villa.

At this moment, there were also several people standing outside the villa, a middle-aged couple and a young man and woman.

The fat man stepped forward to ask, knowing that this middle-aged man was Qiu Chusheng! Qiu Chusheng obviously didn't expect three young people to come, so he couldn't help asking, "What about Master Mao?" Why didn't he come? ”

The fat man said: "Mr. Qiu, don't worry, just leave this matter to us." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Feng and the others, nodded and said, "That's okay, young people can do it, anyway, it's good to stay all night." I'll leave it to you here, my daughter will be funeral tomorrow, so don't have any accidents tonight! ”

While speaking, he took Ye Feng and the others to the door of the villa.

"Don't worry, with the three of us, it will be absolutely peaceful overnight, and we will have a good funeral tomorrow." The fat man patted his chest and reassured.

Qiu Chusheng nodded and said, "The money has been paid to Master Mao, this time it is done well, I will give another 20,000 yuan tomorrow, as long as I ensure that my daughter leaves well~"

"By the way, there is a table of wine and food in it, which is prepared for you, and I will leave it to you this night." After Qiu Chusheng asked again, a few people left.

Only then did Ye Feng and the three of them push open the door of the villa and enter, and suddenly a cold air came out, and the temperature in the house was very low. It should be turned on the air conditioner to ensure that the corpse does not decompose.

"It stands to reason that this corpse usually stays at home for three days, why doesn't this Mr. Qiu wait for the first seven days before going out for the funeral?" Ma Jump said.

The fat man said: "Uncle Mao said that Qiu Chusheng was just this one daughter, maybe he was reluctant, so he didn't go out for the funeral until the first seven days." ”

The hall in this villa has been converted into a mourning hall, and a coffin is parked in the middle. This coffin should have been specially prepared by Qiu Chusheng for his daughter, because a coffin is not needed for cremation. It can be seen that he really loves this daughter.

In front of the coffin there was an offering table on which a black-and-white posthumous photograph of the deceased was placed. On the posthumous photo, a girl who looks quite innocent and beautiful, with a hint of a smile.

There is a bowl of specially prepared rice in front of the posthumous photo, as well as a few pillars of incense, and an everlasting lamp! There was a brazier on the ground in front of it, and paper money was still burning inside. There are some wreaths around and some white silk arranged.

"Don't say, it's a pity that this girl died, she looks pretty good." The fat man said, staring at the statue.

Ma Jump glared at him and said, "The dead are great, don't make these jokes!" ”

The fat man shut his mouth stupidly, and suddenly saw a room door open at the edge of the living room, and there was a table of wine and food inside. Then he said, "I didn't eat enough just now, why don't you eat more?" ”

Ye Feng and Ma Jump glanced at each other, but they didn't have any opinions. After all, this night may not be peaceful, how can you have the strength if you don't eat enough?

Anyway, it's still early, and there won't be any moths, so a few people just went to open a beer to eat and drink.

While eating slowly and chatting, the time passed quite quickly, more than two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and it was already ten o'clock. The three of them all had a round stomach and leaned back in their chairs and chatted.

Seeing that there was no paper money in the brazier in the hall, Ma Yue walked to the brazier with a little drunkenness and burned some paper money inside.

When he was about to get up, his eyes happened to see the portrait. Suddenly, his whole body trembled, rubbed his eyes and looked at it, and suddenly exclaimed.

Ye Feng and the fat man in the room hurriedly ran out and asked what was going on. Ma Yue's face was a little pale, he got up and took a few steps back, pointed to the photo and said, "Look! ”

Ye Feng and the others looked at it and were taken aback! The head of the innocent girl on the posthumous photo is like a piece of glass that was put together after it was broken, and there is still blood in the splicing place.

This is clearly a piece of broken head, not only that, but the girl also has a strange smile on her face, and the more you look at it, the more it penetrates.

"This ...... Her soul is back? The fat man was surprised.

Ye Feng looked up, shook his head and said, "No ......"

He was equally surprised in his heart, because before this, he didn't feel any yin qi and ghost qi at all, but what happened to this releature?

"Something isn't right, we'll have to be extra careful tonight!"

Ye Feng said, opened the backpack of the fat man on the side, and took out the peachwood sword from it. Placing the peachwood sword on the offering table, Ye Feng took out three more copper coins and put them on the offering table.

"Use copper coins to suppress the soul, and the peach wood sword to suppress the corpse, hoping to suppress her ghost to change, it's better not to change the corpse!"

As he spoke, Ye Feng said to the fat man again: "Burn paper money, don't stop." ”

The fat man snorted, sat down in front of the brazier and slowly burned the paper money, and said as he burned it:

"I said Brother Feng, she died so miserably, it should be very easy to become a ghost, right? Even if we are so guarded, it will be difficult to stop it? ”

Ye Feng sighed and said, "It's hard to stop it, and even if it does, it's not so difficult to deal with." If you're afraid, you're afraid of corpses, and that's troublesome. ”

The fat man's face trembled, and he said, "I haven't encountered a corpse transformation yet, don't encounter it, I can't stand the toss." ”

Ma jumped at him and said, "I don't want her corpse to change, so I will serve her well." Don't keep talking about how people died, isn't this revealing scars? If you don't have any evil spirit, you will make it evil. ”

When the fat man heard this, he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, I can't mention this, I have to say something nice." ”

So the fat man sat on the ground, and while burning the paper, he babbled:

"Sister, the fat brother will give you more paper money, and you will live well when you get there. Actually, the underworld is very good, I heard my master say that the quality of life in the underworld is similar to that in the yang.

You see how good your father is to you, he will definitely choose a good yin house for you. There is so much paper money, and you are also a rich lady in the underworld. The days may be more chic and moisturized. So don't make a fuss tonight, let's live in peace, we'll wait for you to go......"

Ye Feng and Ma Jump watched helplessly as the fat man pulled at the terrifying statue, and they also admired it in their hearts. This fat man, there is no one left!