The atmosphere was deadlocked, the fat man was a little embarrassed, and Du Qiang also fell silent, constantly watching Uncle Du frown, his eyes flickering.

I stepped forward, carefully examined the pair of high heels, and finally sighed: "Uncle Du, these shoes are size 37, and Aunt Du's feet must be at least size 39, right?" ”

When Uncle Du heard this, his face sank, he looked at me stubbornly, and said unhappily: "Who said that Xiaofen is thirty-nine yards?" She's thirty-seven yards! ”

No matter what we say, Uncle Du didn't admit it anyway, and Team Zhao privately sent someone to the county seat to investigate Aunt Du Fen.

We continued to visit the villagers and found that Uncle Du was not the only one who saw the zombies, but even the carpenter in the village, Zhang Chunsheng.

Zhang Chunsheng's house is at the end of the village, and his home is also a two-story small building, but on the side of his house, there are two large color steel tile sheds, which are locked on weekdays, and there are two big wolf dogs guarding the door, one of which has a lot of coffins in it, and the other is some tables and chairs that have just been made and have not yet been painted.

Seeing us coming, Zhang Chunsheng, who looked nervous and worried, finally relaxed a little, first led the two dogs, and then greeted us, and was very enthusiastic about us.

"Uncle Zhang, what's the matter? The ingredients in this house are all in tatters, you don't want to sell them for money? ”

The fat man walked around Zhang Chunsheng's house with a big grin, and then shouted in the shed, his tone was very unexpected.

We walked to the shed one after another, and sure enough, there were no less than ten coffins, at least half of them were stained with black dirt, and two coffin lids were violently smashed into fist-sized grooves.

"Village chief, police officer, Xiao Nan, look at it, can these big ingredients still be sold for money? Half of my months of hard work have been ruined! Zhang Chunsheng's face turned pale, and he shouted aggrievedly:

"And the ancestral Nine Dragons Opera Bead Yin Coffin in my house was also stolen! Last month, a wealthy businessman from the provincial capital offered 50,000 yuan, and I didn't buy ......."

Looking at Zhang Chunsheng, a man in his forties, with an expression of wanting to cry, we also had some pain.

This Chunsheng ancestor is also strange enough, it's not good to make something as an heirloom, even if it's a broken urine jar, it can be worth some money now, it's an antique. This family is good, got a coffin as a family heirloom, and it has been passed down from generation to generation for four generations, that thing is actually a genuine Qing Dynasty antique!

"Who stole your coffin?" Team Zhao looked at me with a smile and a smile, and then asked Zhang Chunsheng seriously.

"Needless to say? It must be that rich businessman who can't buy it, and he is in the yin! The fat man pursed his lips with hatred.

"Fatty, don't talk nonsense!"

I scolded, looked at the room full of material, and was distracted.

These things contaminated with big materials are obviously not clean things, and those pits are not something that ordinary fists can smash.

"You're right, it's supposed to be that kind of thing." Mei Liangxin walked behind me in silence and said in a low voice.

"Fat baby, no! It's definitely not that rich businessman, although that person is rich, but his heart is not bad......" Zhang Chunsheng shook his head like a wave drum, rolled his eyes when he saw the fat man, and secretly scolded Zhang Chunsheng in his heart for being stupid, the real bad guy, will he write the words 'I am a bad person' on his face?

"Actually, I saw the guy who stole the coffin...... Be...... It's ......"

Zhang Chunsheng didn't come out for a long time, and the Zhao team was a little impatient when he heard it, and asked directly: "You don't want to say that it was stolen by zombies, right?" ”

"Yes yes yes ......"

Zhang Chunsheng nodded vigorously when he heard this, and almost broke his neck.

"Isn't it? Zombies come to steal too? The fat man was so frightened that his face turned pale, probably remembering the incident of 'kissing' the old zombie in the museum, his face was very unnatural, and he wanted to vomit.

I gave the fat man a white look, and as soon as this guy pouted his ass, I knew that he was going to shit and pee, what was he thinking, how could I not know. The old zombie hadn't absorbed all of his yang energy, he was already very kind, and if he was replaced by an evil spirit and other zombies, he would have died a long time ago.

I'm also a little strange when I think of this, the fat guy's physique doesn't seem to be simple, and he actually becomes the target of those monsters every time, the old zombie is like this, and the same is true of the previous Eight Coffins Soul Gathering Array. Especially the Eight Coffins Gathering Soul Array, which completely got the fat man to act as the person in the yang coffin, is it ......

Pure Yang Physique?

It suddenly dawned on me that even if a fat man is not a real pure yang physique, at least he is relatively pure yang.

"That's right!" Zhang Chunsheng's hurried voice drew my attention.

"It's just an old zombie, not tall, about one meter and six, with a wrinkled face, and smiling at me......" Zhang Chunsheng shivered slightly under the scorching sun, and his vest was cold.

"These coffins were destroyed by the old zombie?" I have some doubts, that old man is not like such a boring guy, these things, let alone destroy, I'm afraid that with his realm, he doesn't even bother to look at it, right?

"No, it was destroyed by a dog, a very large black dog, more than a meter tall!" Zhang Chunsheng's pupils dilated, a little frightened.

"I'll go, do you want to say that those pits are all smashed out by dogs' paws? Are you an idiot for us? A young detective interjected, looking at Zhang Chunsheng suspiciously.

"Yes, yes, it's a dog's paw, but for some reason, it looks like a human fist!" Zhang Chunsheng didn't pay attention to the sarcasm of the criminal police at all.

"It seems that the big dog is also a ghost." Mei Liangxin's face turned bitter, this time he played big, especially the zombie, he was completely unsure of how to deal with it.

On the contrary, I am still calmer, I am more worried about the owner of the high heels and this big dog, as for the old zombie, if he wanted to harm people, he would have harmed it a long time ago, and he couldn't hide.

"Bell bell bell ......"

Team Zhao's mobile phone rang, it was Sun Lei calling, saying that he had found an extremely exquisite coffin, which looked like it had been some years.

"Find out whose house the coffin is!" Team Zhao commanded eagerly.

"Oh, the Fang family ...... in Nanwan in the south of the village"

Hearing Team Zhao repeat on the phone, my face changed, and the fat man and Zhang Chunsheng's family also looked at me strangely.

Your uncle! There is only one family in Nanwan in the south of the village, and that is my home! Pit daddy, that dead old man, you said you would steal the coffin, what are you doing when you steal my house? Are you really your aunt, your young lady's mother-in-law? Come as you want!

"Master Fang? This ......"

Team Zhao was very smart, and when he saw this, he guessed that it was my house, and looked at me with embarrassed eyes, at a loss.

"Let's go, let's take a look! I don't know what the hell that old zombie is up to! "I'm so aggrieved, but fortunately, there is a testimony that proves that I haven't been back to my hometown in Phoenix Village for a long time.

"This ...... I also believe that Xiao Nan will not want Napo's coffin, but I don't know if the old zombie will be bad for Xiao Nan's family......"

Zhang Chunsheng shook his head, his face was also full of suspicion, my family has always had a good evaluation in the village, and he didn't believe that I stole his family's heirlooms with the United Zombies.

Team Zhao had no choice but to walk towards my house with everyone, and before I arrived at my house from a distance, I saw three criminal policemen standing on the dam of my house, looking at the gate of my house in a daze, with a somewhat wrong expression......