Lang Four is gone.

Yang Shan felt frightened and helpless loneliness, he looked around the crowd, there was no shadow of Langsi, he was really puzzled, he couldn't evaporate from the world.

Maybe I'm looking for it forward, Uncle Lang is looking for me back, and the two of them just happened to find a difference? Yang Yi comforted himself and returned to the end of the line.

Someone noticed that Yang Shirt was abnormal, but no one would care about him, no one wanted to ask him and help him, even if Bazi Hu and Mr. Bai, Yang Shirt had asked them if they had seen him Uncle Lang, but they shook their heads indifferently, and said impatiently that they didn't know, maybe they knew and didn't want to pay attention to this.

Yang Shirt went up the steps again to the open hall of the house, looked around, there was no one, only overgrown with weeds on all sides, he was about to cry, and shouted Uncle Lang, but there was not even an echo.

He thought about everything, Uncle Lang must have gone out, otherwise he couldn't explain it. He hurriedly walked back alone, stepping back on the road that had been trodden by, and a swarm of flying insects circled around him, and he scolded angrily.

Not half gone, Yang Shirt jumped up violently, the hairs on his body stood up, and he said in a lost voice: "What the hell is this?" "He has been cursed intentionally or unintentionally by the Lang Si Sect.

There was an extremely long snake coiled in front of his feet, but this snake was very peculiar, the snake's head was much larger than the body, the snake's skin was wrinkled and drooping down, the snake's eyes were intimidating, the body was curved in countless circles, and the color was dark, at first glance, it could scare a person's soul.

Somehow, Yang Shan remembered a creature that he talked about, the corpse python.

The snake moved, not afraid of humans at all, slowly crawled into the deep bushes, the snake body that was coiled together spread out in a circle, Yang Shirt was shocked and touched, it can be seven or eight meters long, this is worth it, if you take a photo of it and send it to Moments, it will be retweeted.

But the people who are in this scene, where do they still have the leisure to take pictures, and Yang Yi is extremely sad, and there is only one thing in his heart to find Uncle Lang.

He jumped forward in a creepy way, and his heart palpitated, only afraid of stepping on the long snake under his feet, and his mind couldn't stop thinking about the terrible picture of being coiled by the slender snake.

However, at the end, the big iron door like an iron wall, the inner lock was tight, and there was no sign of anyone going out at all, Yang Shan panicked even more angrily, and that dream flashed in his mind, Niu Guangyan wanted to kill everyone's dream, he said in his heart, Niu Guangyan's means of killing are stealing and killing one by one? Won't Uncle Lang be poisoned?

The more Yang Shan thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he began to run towards the mansion again.

Just when Yang Yi retreated to find his Uncle Lang, the others had already gone down the underground hall.

The light below is not very good, the space is quite large, it can accommodate 100 people, and the steps enter the bottom to reach the center of the main room, and the six bodyguards put the coffin firmly under the east wall.

And when the coffin landed, it still let out a heavy "Winter!" ”

The sound of winter sounded, causing a burst of people to complain, some people said, this coffin landing is the most elegant, silent landing is the best, landing sound, is a great disrespect to the deceased, and even more, said that the corpse will scare people.

Niu Guangyan stood up and spoke, first thanked everyone for their kindness, and then exonerated the bodyguards, the coffin was too heavy, they lifted it all the way, it was not easy, she blamed herself for not arranging a few more people, it was her fault.

The monk spoke in a loud voice, and as soon as he spoke, he suppressed the other momentum, and he bowed his head and said: "Amitabha, life is short, eternal reincarnation, since the coffin has not fallen well, it is useless to complain, so many of us come to send the old man, then we will silently spend it for him, ascend to the Elysium as soon as possible, and return to the next reincarnation as soon as possible." ”

Indeed, bad things have already happened, and you can't stop them, so you can just go with the flow and do a good job for the next thing.

The monk took out the wooden fish from his arms to knock, closed his eyes and recited the mantra, some people who did come to the excess, stepped forward to burn incense, burned incense, lit wax, and some people who sang the tune also cleared their throats and sang the tune, singing that there is no one on the road to the underworld, and Meng Po soup should be drunk bitterly......

There are also people who are indispensable, such as Mr. Bai, who came here completely for money, he was bored, looking around at the "underground", but this underground building is a little weird, I don't know who designed it, the whole main room is not square, not round and unlined, it seems to be built at will, indiscriminately, so many cracks on the wall in the air, except for the big hole on the steps, there are many holes on the top, due to the light problem, can not be seen too clearly.

No one knew what was in the two ear chambers, and no one wanted to see it, and they all looked forward to it and leave.

Mr. Bai was watching, and at the mouth of the steps where the light was cast, the figure was shaking, who was it? If you look closely, it's Yang Shan.

Yang Yi ran down, and when he saw that there was nothing abnormal underneath, they were all safe and sound, and couldn't help but wonder, Niu Guangyan didn't take the means of killing? Where did Uncle Lang go?

He was only halfway down the steps, and suddenly someone's shadow was cast behind him, he was first suspicious, and then surprised, thinking, the person behind him should be Uncle Lang can't be wrong, he must be hiding somewhere to squat tuba, and now he is back.

And when Yang Shan looked back, the smile on his face suddenly froze, his eyes were about to pop out, his mouth was wide open, and he had an expression that was almost demented and frightened......

No, to be precise, there is no human at all behind him, but some limbs that look like a human body, but if you look closely, it is a snake head, no eyes, only black pupils and cold eyes, and the crumpled snake skin is draped all over it, like a poisonous snake, giving people a frightening sense of oppression.

"I'm grass! What the hell is that up there? ”

Obviously, it also caught the attention of the people below.

Bazi was dumbfounded, Mr. Bai looked at him and said, "Is there really such a thing as a corpse python?" ”

Yang Shirt had already run away from the crowd below, looking for a temporary sense of avoidance.

Mr. Bai remembered that the eight-character Hu had said that the corpse python was only interested in corpses and did not hurt people, and when he saw everyone rushing together, he walked alone, raised his hands high, and said, "Quiet!" Everyone, be quiet! Don't be afraid, I'll tell you, this is a rare species, called the corpse python, it likes to eat corpses, but it doesn't eat people......"

In this state of affairs, Mr. Bai could still talk a lot, he suddenly saw the eight-character beard hiding behind the crowd, stunned, and said loudly: "Wait, the bearded master, why are you afraid to run behind, didn't you say, the corpse python is not interested in the living, what are you shrunken turtle for?" ”

The beard is blowing and staring, and the fingers are poking around in the air, which means, look behind you.

Mr. Bai had a bad feeling, he faintly noticed that the corpse python was standing behind him, he heard his heartbeat, where did he dare to turn back, just be a nobody, and want to run.