Bai Changsheng's coffin shop, ten zhang of land, is not wide.

The front of the shop is so long that people can't peek inside.

And there is half a mouthful of longevity in the shop, when Bai Sanshi instructed that this half of the longevity material can not be completed, if it is completed, it is the day when he washes his hands in a golden basin.

In addition, there is a table, a bed and a chair, and there are no other things at home.

On the wall of the coffin shop, there is a set of portrait spirit cards, which are the portraits of Bai Sanshi back then: tiger whiskers and leopard eyes, glaring angrily ahead, looking at the mighty man.

Below the portrait are forty-nine eight-treasure glazed pots, some of which are lit with the good incense of the bitter lord who personally ordered longevity materials by Bai Sanshi in those years.

These good incense are the incense of sacrifice, and the incense must be poured devout every day, without interruption, and it is said that the incense can not be withdrawn until ten years of reincarnation.

Until now, there are still some residual incense that have not been removed, and they are worshiped every day, and in the middle of these incense, there is Bai Sanshi's own good incense.

But Bai Sanshi confessed before his death: If there is no reason, this incense should not be lit without permission, and if this incense is burned, it will be strange, and blessings and disasters depend on each other, so you must choose carefully.

Why is this, my father did not tell me, but only said that in the future, when I encounter strange things, I can use these good incense to ward off evil spirits and prevent disasters.

Bai Changsheng also listened.

My father's good incense is Luzhou pine incense, which will spontaneously combust when it is slightly heated.

But the coffin shop is cloudy on weekdays, and there has never been sunlight penetrating, and today it actually ignites by itself, how can Bai Changsheng not be surprised?

The good incense emitted a green light, flickering and flickering, and the green smoke wafted.

From time to time, flames will burst out, as was the case with the light just now.

Bai Changsheng didn't dare to drag, and hurriedly pulled down the curtain of the coffin shop.

As soon as the sun sank, there was no more light in the house, only the light emitted by those good incense, faintly reflected on the half of the coffin, and there was a strange light that was extinguished and extinguished, and the coffin shop was indescribably gloomy and desolate.

Bai Changsheng lives here alone all the year round, and the artist is bold, so he is not afraid, but he just knelt in front of his father's spiritual seat and said:

"Father, why is that? Why did you suddenly manifest yourself? Is there anything you want to say? ”

Bowing his head, the white paper he was holding in his hand fell lightly to the ground.

Bai Changsheng raised his head suddenly:

There is only one person in this coffin shop recently, it is that Chen Mingshi, is it possible that something is wrong with him? And how does it relate to yourself?

There was silence in the coffin shop, and Bai Changsheng was startled, not knowing what to do.

Finally, he looked at the blank paper and said: Okay, let's see if there is anything wrong with Chen Mingshi, the old father will definitely not appear for no reason.

After making up his mind, Bai Changsheng hurriedly got up, raised the door curtain, and quickly chased in the direction where Chen Mingshi had just left.

This is also a kind heart, he has been taught well since he was a child, and he is willing to take care of this idle matter, but Bai Changsheng didn't notice it when he left, in front of the old father's spiritual seat, the pillar of good incense was quietly extinguished...

And the half of the coffin suddenly moved...

Striding meteor, Bai Changsheng came to the Chen Mansion, knocked on the door of the Mansion, the door of the Chen Mansion opened a small door, and poked out half of his head to look at Bai Changsheng.

I didn't recognize it, put on a look of impatience, raised my eyebrows and said:

"Who, is there anything to do at noon?"

Bai Changsheng knew that this was a famous mansion in the capital, so he didn't dare to slack off on the etiquette, so he bowed and said:

"I am Bai Changsheng, the shopkeeper of the coffin shop in Abduction Hutong, and I am looking for Master Chen if I have something..."

Before he finished speaking, the man shouted angrily:

"Get out! What can happen to the coffin shop! ”

After speaking, the door slammed the mansion tightly.

Bai Changsheng said badly, this shouldn't tell the origin: the coffin is laid out, this is a big taboo.

touched his nose with ashes, and there was no other way, Bai Changsheng could only go back to the coffin shop.

But they found that the pillar of incense had been extinguished.

The second monk was confused, and he didn't care about it, thinking that it might be accidental spontaneous combustion, so he continued to gag in front of the door.

In the evening, after dinner, Bai Changsheng lit a lamp and sat in the coffin shop, ready to close.

As soon as the curtain was pulled halfway, I saw Chen Mingshi sneaking around, poking his head out of the alley.

Thinking of the events of the day, Bai Changsheng was a little curious, so he didn't pull down the curtain and stared at the famous Chen, wanting to understand.

The more I looked at it, the more strange it became, that Chen Mingshi carried a hemp bag on his back and went from the mouth of the alley to the direction of the Dongzhimen City Gate.

What did he do here?

Bai Changsheng couldn't figure it out, but he saw that Chen Mingshi's face was gloomy, and the yin qi was born through his face.

The hemp bag on his back should have been heavy, but he clutched the mouth of the sack with both hands, as if something important was hidden inside.

Bai Changsheng was very surprised, the ghost made it seem that someone was blowing the wind in his ear:

Keep up... Keep up...

A spirit, Bai Changsheng was beating a drum in his heart, could it be that the old father entrusted it to him?

After pondering for a moment, he closed the curtain and followed.

The two of them were one after the other, and the one in front was Chen Mingshi, who didn't notice that someone was following, but walked quickly.

Throwing a hook rope from a city wall in Dongzhimen, he climbed out of the wall without taking the city gate.

This made Bai Changsheng even more puzzled, what did this master do? Why don't you leave the door, it's the same as a thief stealing?

Following the rope behind and quietly climbed up, Chen Mingshi looked left and right, and walked more and more urgently.

The moon and stars are scarce, and it is a wilderness when you go out of Dongzhimen, except for the piercing cry of the nightingale crow, there is no voice.

Bai Changsheng muttered as he walked, this is also due to relying on his profession, if others come, he will be scared to death.

Why do you have to follow him? Just ask if you can't.

However, Chen Mingshi's face was gloomy, and if he asked, he might cause some trouble.

Bai Changsheng couldn't figure it out, and suddenly, Chen Mingshi, who was three or five feet away in front of him, stopped, turned his head and turned to look at himself!

Bai Changsheng hurriedly hid behind a nearby tree, could it be that he was discovered?

A little puzzled, quietly turned sideways to look, the Chen Mingshi was standing on a dirt slope, looking back and forth, it seemed that he didn't find himself.

If you look closely, you can see that you have arrived at the Devil's Crying Grave!

There are many rocks, all the grass and trees are soldiers, the broken monument is dwarf, and the night wind gently swayes, how did you get to this evil place?

Bai Changsheng was unlucky for a while, and he regretted not being at the beginning.

Lying on the grave in the middle of the night, what is this Chen Mingshi going to do?

I didn't know it yet, but I saw Chen Mingshi throwing the sack on the ground, looking for something left and right. Until the head of an empty grave.

The grave was hollow, as if it had just been cut open, and it was hollow inside.

Chen Mingshi looked left and right, as if he knew this tomb, his face was a little sad, he touched the tombstone, muttered a few words, and couldn't really hear it.

Until he finished speaking, Chen Mingshi sighed and untied the sack...

Pull out a female corpse from the inside!

Bai Changsheng saw that his eyes were about to fall, and his mouth opened wide in shock.

Is this Chen Mingshi a murderer?

The dignified Beijing giant businessman buried the corpse late at night, no wonder there was a scar between the eyebrows.

At this moment, Fang knew that it was difficult to ride a tiger, and he couldn't move, if he was noticed by Chen Mingshi, his life would definitely be lost.

Leaning closely against the old tree, Bai Changsheng's heart was pounding, the blood was already pouring on his head, his hands and feet were cold, and his bones were trembling, but he didn't dare to make a move.

I saw that Chen Mingshi threw the female corpse into the grave, his hands and feet were numb, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and then took out the second corpse from the sack!

Two corpses?!