Chapter 62: Raising Ghosts 2
"What are you two doing?"
Suddenly, a sharp roar came from the other end of the courtyard. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Behind the crowd, some voices soon sounded, and the shirtless men got out of the way, and soon saw a hunchbacked old man and a man in his early sixties walking past. The hunchbacked old man was the Uncle An he had seen before, and the man next to him, who was about in his early sixties, was a little chubby, with silver and black hair, and a somewhat round face, but he was serious and unsmiling.
Coming to the side of Lei Yang and Lin Lang, he flicked his hands heavily and scolded angrily: "When I don't exist, right!" ”
Lei Yang and Lin Lang trembled at the same time, and then they saw that the two black mist figures suspended above the heads of the two of them immediately dispersed and disappeared.
The bright light of dozens of torches illuminated the entire courtyard, and after the two black mist dissipated, the air became that tepid smell again, and those shirtless men still didn't make any sound, while Lin Lang and Lei Yang each walked to the hunchbacked old man Uncle An and the man with a serious face, and bent down slightly, like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting to be trained.
"What the hell is going on!" The man with a serious face questioned Lei Yang sharply.
Lei Yang's head raised slightly, his eyes fell on Lin Lang, and he snorted: "I have to ask Lin Lang about them, they are the ones who block us from leaving." ”
Listening to Lei Yang's words, the man with a serious face turned his gaze and fell on the hunchbacked old man Uncle An, but he was silent.
Uncle An understood, but he didn't mean to be angry, he just asked softly to Lin Lang, "What's going on?" What do you do here late at night without sleeping? ”
"I... He ...... "Faced with Uncle An's words, Lin Lang didn't know what to say for a while, and finally pointed to Ning Xiaoxian and the others, "They ......"
"Oh, yes." Uncle An suddenly interrupted Lin Lang's words, then walked towards Ning Xiaoxian and the others, and after stopping beside Yi Fan, he turned to the man with a serious face and said, "Old Lei, these are my guests. ”
"Guest?" Lei Kun frowned, and his gaze fell on Lei Yang again.
Lei Yang took two steps back, and then gestured to a few bare-chested men on the left, and a few big men quickly understood, turned around and left the courtyard, about two minutes later, a few big men walked in with a bracket on their backs, and finally parked in front of Lei Kun.
There seemed to be a man lying on the bracket, a man covered by a straw mat, who seemed to be a dead man.
Ning Xiaoxian subconsciously hid behind Yifan, from childhood to adulthood, he was very sensitive to the dead, and generally avoided them.
"What's going on?" Lei Kun didn't open the straw mat, but he seemed to already know what it was, and his voice became more and more gloomy.
"We'll have to ask our guests." Lei Yang looked at Ning Xiaoxian and the three of them, and the word "guest" bit very tightly.
Lei Yang's words attracted everyone's attention, and being stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes, Ning Xiaoxian once again unnaturally hid behind Yifan.
"Old Lei, what do you mean?" Uncle An suddenly raised his waist slightly, and his tepid voice became a little heavy.
"Old man An, you should give me an explanation." Lei Kun said in a deep voice.
Uncle An glanced at the person covered with straw mats on the ground, and then raised his head to look at Lei Kun.
"If you have to say something, then I can only say that you are to blame."