The night is getting thicker and thicker, and the night in the countryside is always blowing a cold wind, which makes people feel extra cold, although it is not yet officially winter. But tonight seemed to be different, and there was no sound in the fields outside. There was no sound from the insects and the frogs. A hint of eerie wind blew through and made people shudder.

The people in the mourning hall were already staggering, and drowsiness was coming. It stands to reason that most people like to play cards to kill time during the wake, but no one can afford to do that now. Because they all have one thing hidden in their hearts, a secret that cannot be told. The brazier under the spirit card was still blazing, and it was blown away by the cold wind.

Leng Wanchang suddenly didn't look up at the portrait in front of him, and the cold smile on the corner of his mouth gradually expanded. The action of putting down the paper money in his hand did not stop. Accompanied by the sound of mournful music, the atmosphere here is indescribably strange and oppressive. Just when everyone was drowsy, Leng Li and Xie Peiling hurried. When he reached the door, his brow furrowed.

Sweeping her eyes towards the mourning hall, Xie Peiling smiled coldly: "Leng Li, is there anyone here who has a great hatred for this deceased?" The latter was shocked in his heart, and turned to Pei Ling in surprise: "You Weishenme said that?" Is there really something wrong? Xie Peiling raised her head: "See for yourself, this is the source of resentment." ”

Following Xie Peiling's gaze, Leng Li raised his head. I saw a black vortex in the sky in front of the mourning hall. This whirlpool almost enveloped the entire mourning hall, and it was filled with extremely heavy resentment and evil energy. But I don't know Weishenme, this grievance can only be at the door, or spread outside, and it can't enter the mourning hall at all.

His expression sank instantly, and he looked at the statue in the middle of the mourning hall: "Hmph! Sure enough, there was a problem! The seventh uncle is very kind when he is fair, but when you look at his posthumous portrait, his eyes are actually full of anger. It seems that his death was not simple! When I was very young, my grandmother calculated it for my seventh uncle. His life was very hard, how could he suddenly die violently? ”

The words fell, and the cold surroundings were swept away, and it was strange that he didn't see his grandmother. I was surprised: "Didn't grandma come over?" Without saying a word, he walked in. He didn't disturb the sleeping people, but came behind Leng Wanchang. One hand was in his trouser pocket, and the other was on Leng Wanchang's shoulder: "Uncle Chang, have you seen my grandmother?" ”

But he didn't expect Leng Wanchang's body to tremble violently and quickly turn around. Although it was only for a moment, Leng Li still didn't miss the fleeting horror and paleness on his face: "Are you afraid of something, Uncle Chang?" She stared at him wistfully. The latter froze: "Xiaoli, when did you come back?" Why don't you say hello? ”

While speaking, Xie Peiling also came to Leng Li's side. His eyes looked at Leng Wanchang's face intentionally or unintentionally, and his brows became more and more furrowed. The black qi on this person's face surged, and the Yin Hall was even more filled with a cloud of black gas, which was mixed with a trace of red light, which was obviously haunted by evil spirits and had a bloody disaster. gave Leng Li a hint, and the latter nodded knowingly.

"Huh...... I just arrived this morning and took a break at home. Didn't you see my grandma? Leng Li smiled faintly and asked. Xie Peiling was not idle, and when no one paid attention to her while the two were talking, she looked around in the mourning hall. But the more she looked at it, the more she felt that there was a problem, how could the coffin be placed horizontally?

Generally, the body is to be placed in a coffin. The coffins were placed upright, with the feet of the body facing out of the door. But now it is placed horizontally, what is it? Horizontal corpses? Also, under the coffin, Xie Peiling was surprised to find a fiery red embroidered shoe. And it's still worn by women. The most unsightly thing in the mourning hall is red, what is this for?

After checking these, Xie Peiling stared at Leng Wanchang with a cold face. Returning to Leng Li's side, he whispered in his ear: "Leng Li, it's too weird here, nothing is right!" I'm going to open the coffin and check it! He glanced at her strangely, and saw Xie Peiling nodding affirmatively, and Leng Li did not object. He looked at the coffin and frowned.

"Uncle Wan Chang, since you didn't see my grandmother, forget it. Maybe there's something to do. Now that I'm here, as a junior, I want to zuihou take a look at Uncle Seven, is it okay? Leng Li said casually. But Leng Wanchang's face changed suddenly: "No! Absolutely not! "The voice is loud and the tone is very resolute!

More affirming the thoughts in his heart, this Leng Wanchang definitely has a problem: "Oh? Why not? I just want to see Uncle Zuihou once, and I don't mean anything else. The coffin is not closed, right? Able to open! Leng Wanchang's face was strange, and he smiled and said, "I didn't mean that, it's just that I can't be the master of this matter, and I want to ask your seventh uncle." ”

"The dead are gone, since he is already in the coffin, why bother him again! I believe that your seventh uncle knows your filial piety, so don't bother him! Leng Wanchang stretched out his hand to hold Leng Li's shoulders and comforted softly. But the latter stepped back, dodging his hand without a trace: "Since you can't be the master, then I'll find Uncle Seven!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, Leng Li walked towards the sleeping cold flood. Leng Wanchang's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness in the corners of his eyes, but he happened to be seen by Xie Peiling, and sneered in his heart: "I see what tricks you still have to play!" Leng Hong may have been really tired, lying on the bench and sleeping soundly. Leng Li gently pushed him: "Seventh Uncle, you wake up first, Seventh Uncle ......"

After a while, Leng Hong slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Leng Li, his eyes widened, and he quickly sat up: "Xiaoli, are you back?" Do you know that when your seventh uncle is dying, it is you who is talking about it! You're finally back! "Emotional, my eyes were a little moist. Leng Li held his hand and apologized: "It's me who came back late!" I'm sorry! ”

"Huh...... Look at me! It's me who is so excited! It's good for you to come back, and your seventh uncle can leave with peace of mind! Leng Hong said embarrassedly. This scene woke everyone up, and they all turned their eyes to Leng Li's side. But the latter didn't care, but looked at Leng Hong seriously: "Seventh Uncle, I want to see Seventh Uncle Zuihou!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone showed surprise. His face became ugly, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. Leng Hong's expression was a little embarrassed: "This ...... Your seventh uncle has passed away, so wouldn't it be okay to disturb him again? It's enough to know that you have this heart. You don't have to open the coffin, right? Leng Li swept over everyone: "The coffin is not sealed, and Weishenme can't be opened?" ”

"The Master said that he would not be able to move until the day he put the coffin on the ground." A middle-aged woman walked over and said in a resolute tone. Everyone nodded: "Yes, this is what the mage personally ordered." Leng Li, we know that you are filial to the seventh uncle, and you are still free from opening the coffin! "Echo one after another.

I wondered in my heart, what is going on with these people? Isn't it just to open a coffin and take a look? Is there anything else to hide? At this time, Xie Peiling gave him a look. Nodding coldly. The former slowly stepped forward and glanced at everyone coldly: "Hehe...... What if I have to open the coffin today? Who of you can stop me! ”

Everyone was shocked and threw themselves at Xie Peiling. There was a look of vigilance in her eyes: "Who the hell is this little girl of you?" What does it matter to you about our cold family ditch? Leng Wanchang was the first to stand up and said angrily: "Who are you?" Leng Jiagou has never seen you at all! Xie Peiling didn't bother to pay attention to him, and with a wave of the exorcism wand in her hand, a wave of energy surged.

Rumble! Bang! The coffin was lifted straight open, and the lid slammed to the ground. Everyone was stunned by Xie Peiling's hand, and before they could react, Leng Li had already arrived at the coffin. When he saw the seventh uncle in the coffin, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he even turned to everyone extremely hideous: "You ...... What the hell have you done! ”

In the coffin, the seventh uncle was almost only left with a skin. It's just three days since he died, it can't be like this so soon, right? The mouth is sealed with duct tape and the mouth appears to be stuffed with chaff. His hands were clenched tightly, and he looked like he was struggling. What's even more strange is that at the head of the seventh uncle, there is actually a fiery red embroidered shoe.

"You'd better make it clear to me! What the hell is going on? weishenme wants to treat the seventh uncle like this? What do you have a grudge against him? "The rice bran is gaged and tape is sealed. His hands and feet are tied, and even when he goes to the underworld, he can't speak. There are also this pair of embroidered shoes, one inside and one outside the coffin, which is weishenme?

Seeing that Leng Li's emotions suddenly became so excited, Leng Hong walked over suspiciously. His face also changed instantly, his hands were clenched, and his body trembled: "Cousin, what's going on?" You'd better give me an explanation! ”

However, Xie Peiling has been studying the pair of red embroidered shoes, the style is very old, it seems to be from the Republic of China. And there is a strong ghost aura on this pair of embroidered shoes. The sinister air turned, making Pei Ling, who was used to seeing these things, also look solemn: "What a gloomy atmosphere!" How many years has the owner of this shoe been a demon? ”

A pair of embroidered shoes worn by a woman, or during the Republic of China, what are they doing in a coffin? Thinking like this, Xie Peiling was going to get the shoes. Leng Wanchang's eyes lit up: "Stop!" Can't slam that shoe! Otherwise, she wouldn't have let us go! Xie Peiling's movements froze. Raised his head coldly: "Who won't let you go?" What exactly did you do? ”

Cold eyes swept over everyone, and their eyes began to flicker. It seems that there really is some secret in this that I don't know. Xie Peiling glanced at the embroidered shoes and said coldly: "You'd better make it clear, otherwise no one will be able to help you!" The resentment has permeated the entire Leng Jiagou, even if you do what you want in her mouth, she will not let you go! ”

"No, it won't! The master said that as long as the mouth of the seventh uncle is sealed, his hands and feet are tied, and he is buried in seven days, we can escape this catastrophe and be safe and sound! Don't lie here to confuse the people and disturb people's hearts! Leng Wanchang glared at Xie Peiling fiercely and shouted angrily. Although he was very dissatisfied with Pei Ling's actions, Leng Wanchang was the most excited.

The corners of his mouth raised, and Xie Peiling stared at him with a sneer: "Mage? Where's the mage? If I'm not mistaken, you hired this mage, right? Leng Wanchang felt a pang in his heart: "What about it!" It's not your turn to meddle! Before he finished speaking, the candle flame on the mourning hall suddenly flickered. Extinguished instantly. A cloudy wind swept in......

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