Surprised, he stepped on the thick paper money, walked to the mourning hall and took a look, but it was not the place, there was a square plaque standing on the top of the mourning hall, and the word "white" was written on it.

"That's how it was when I died at the funeral?" I muttered a word and slowly walked over to the white coffins.

The coffin was white and transparent, and it looked very round, with a halo of cold and clear.

What kind of material is this, it looks really rare!

I tried to reach out and touch the coffin lid, but it was soft and slippery when I touched my hand, and it was elastic with a slight press!

When I was wondering how I could press it to see what it could do, I swept it to the head of the coffin at a glance.

A small cloth man who can be about three feet long made of white cloth, divided into five elements, with concave and convex facial features on his face, and a clear face, you can recognize who this cloth man is tied at a glance!

My heart was stirred, because I saw six white cloth figures, each hanging on the head of the six white coffins.

It turned out that they were all from our Bai family, including grandpa, dad and me, as well as Guchan, Ghost Niang and Xiao Nianzu.

It's fair to say that I saw what it was like when I went out of the funeral myself.

But now I see my whole family dying here?

No matter how much, he directly reached out and lifted the lid of the coffin, only to find that it was empty and empty.

It's a dog! I scolded hatefully, reached out and lifted all the coffin lids one after another, and there was a ghostly look, without a single empty hair.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was going to drag down a white cloth man to take a closer look, but this pull, suddenly this hand felt a pinprick-like stinging pain!

hurriedly retracted his hand and looked at it, his hand was densely pierced with many small eyes, and blood beads came out one by one!

Annoyed in his heart, he directly used the Yin sword in his hand to cut down the cloth man, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and the figures of old men kept shaking in front of him!

The ancestor of the Bai family? I know that these old men are the ancestors of the Bai family who gave me a lot of energy.

He knelt on the ground in a panic and shouted loudly: "Ancestors of the Bai family, can you tell me what's going on here, what should I do?" ”

No one answered me, but on a white coffin, lines of red blood appeared, swimming rapidly.

I stood up in confusion, and when I got closer, I saw a bright red snow line looming on the coffin with a big word: "Go!" ”

Walk! I looked around, scratching my head.

Is this going for me to get out of here, or is it going to leave it alone and move on?

If I quit, I'm going to turn around and go back.

If I were to go any further, I would have to pass through the middle of this hall.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a "buzz!" in my ears. Hearing this sound, it really reminds me of the yin spoon.

smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking that he hadn't seen the yin key for more than 20 years, and he might have already returned to the yin-yang mirror.

"Buzz!" The sound came from the mourning hall, and I looked fixedly at the door of the mourning hall to see what it was, and why the sound of calling was so similar to my yin key.

When that "Buzz! "The moment the screaming thing appeared from the mourning hall, I almost didn't kneel on the ground!

It's my yin key, the little black coffin, bubbling with blue ghost fire, flying to my side quickly, circling around me like a coquette!

I panicked and followed the rotation of the spoon, and also turned my body.

I'm really afraid that in the blink of an eye, this thing will run away from me again!

I burst into tears, and I didn't know what to say!

After a few turns, the spoon rested slightly on my shoulder and flew towards the mourning hall.

When I entered the mourning hall, my eyes suddenly lit up, and my eyes were full of gold, golden ceilings, golden walls, golden carpets, and everything in the room was golden anyway.

In the room, the yin key did not stop, and led me directly through the middle hall, and ran through a gate in the backyard.

When I got out of the gate, there was still a big road in front of me, which was an extension of the big road just now.

At this time, the yin spoon stopped, reined in the ghost fire, and returned to my neck.

Excitedly touching the flesh formed by the spoon on the neck, this heart feels much more steady!

Needless to say now, the word "go" written by the ancestor of the Bai family in blood on the white coffin is for me to continue to go down.

Walking forward in great strides, just after walking a short distance, another white mourning hall straddled the road.

It's the same as the mourning hall just now, but the difference is that there is a word "money" written on the top of this mourning hall.

At the door of the mourning hall, only a white coffin was placed.

There is no need to ask, I saw the funeral of the Qian family after their death, and I knew that it was all a no-brainer, so I didn't bother to look at it, so I walked directly through the mourning hall and walked along the road.

I remembered what the frost-headed ghost mother had said to me, she said the four major families that did ghost things in the yang world.

So now that I've seen two of them, should the next one be the monkey or the frost-headed ghost mother?

Just as he was thinking about it, a mourning hall like the first two soon appeared.

I walked up to the front and looked up, and the mourning hall was capitalized with this "Monkey!" There is also a white coffin at the door of the mourning hall.

Needless to say, this is the funeral hall where the tail monkey died after his death!

I still feel very speechless in my heart, you said that the old ghost and Xiaoxiao don't know what's going on, it's good now, my mother is visiting the funeral in this grave bag!

I wasn't in the mood to see what was there, so I walked directly through the mourning hall and ran to the road, thinking about the next one, and it was the mourning hall of the frost-headed ghost mother.

Sure enough, I didn't go far, and I saw a world full of white eyes.

I walked up to me and looked at the big word "frost" written on the top of the mourning hall, and I knew that this was the last one.

I didn't care about anything else, but in order to verify my idea, I first went into the mourning hall and took a look.

It's really like that, this mourning hall is closed, and there is no back door.

I turned around and walked out, looking at the white coffin parked at the door of the mourning hall, I squatted down and looked at the cloth man who looked like an old lady hanging on the head of the coffin in a daze!

Three silver needles, as thick as little fingers, passed through the chest of the little cloth man and nailed to the coffin.

With the lesson of being pierced just now, I used the Yin Sword in my hand to tentatively cut a hole in the little cloth man's drooping hand.

It may be that the Yin Sword was too sharp, and as the cloth was cut, it was followed by a piece of silver-white thin stuff scattered down.

The one that fell to the ground couldn't be found, but fortunately, it absorbed some on the Yin Sword.

I was puzzled and looked at it, and it turned out to be a severed steel needle.

I reached out and probed into the opening, no wonder I had just pierced my hand like that, and the inside of this cloth was densely packed with steel needles with needle tips.

What are you tossing! Looking at the silver needle on the cloth man's chest, he directly reached out and grabbed one of them, and pulled it out with a lot of effort.

This pull, I was confused, and as the silver needle was pulled out, a stream of liquid came out, and I was made a big deal.

This liquid is a bit strange, black, with a sour smell, and very sticky!

Whatever he is! I strained my hands, "Poooo He pulled out the remaining two silver needles!

The cloth man fell from the coffin, fell to the ground, and let out a "quack!" "Bang!

There was a sound inside, and I sensed that there was a ghost trapped inside, so I thought that the ghost of the old woman must be.

But listen to this "Ga! It couldn't have been an old woman's voice.

To be honest, I've never encountered this kind of thing, and my grandfather hasn't taught me, so what should I do, this is really not a score!

You have to get this cloth figure out of the way to know what's inside!

Thinking of this, he raised the Yin Sword to the left, and the right was messily slashed.

As the cloth man was scratched open, I was also a little dumbfounded!

It seemed that there was a person wrapped in that white cloth, because I saw a pile of intestines coming out of the white cloth that I had cut open!

The color of the intestines is black, and it should be a dead man.

No way! There's still a dead man wrapped up in it.

I pulled the pile of intestines aside, and it was densely packed with tiny steel needles...