Liars are the public enemies of all mankind, but the abbot can interpret deceitful people so elegantly, it is simply an art.

Seeing that the proprietress was suppressed by the abbot, I took the opportunity to ask, "Boss, tell us, what's going on with the coffin shop?" "

The proprietress nodded again and again, sat down and said, "Since you can see it, master, I will tell you about it." "

I nodded, urging her, "Say it quickly." "

The proprietress looked at the people around her who were eating with their heads bowed, and then said, "I don't know how many years that coffin shop has been there." The people of our village died one stubble after another. The coffin shop always buys the coffin. It is said that there was a mute living in it, but he did not come out for ten days and half a month. "

I nodded silently: "I'm still an otaku." "

The proprietress looked at the abbot and said nervously: "Originally, the coffin shop was a bad place, and we didn't hate it there, but it wasn't good." At the critical time, some people said that they had seen ghosts there. "

As soon as I heard this, I quickly stretched my neck and listened carefully.

And the abbot, who usually babbles and whistles, is very professional today, has always been dignified, and pretends to be a monk vividly.

The proprietress continued: "One night, an old man in our village was seriously ill, and he didn't know what kind of cancer he had, and the hospital couldn't cure it anyway, so he simply came to his house and waited for death. Do you know about cancer? Every day, the ghost cries and howls and can't eat. It's only half a month's work, and the thin skin is wrapped around the bones, and there are only forty or fifty pounds left. Hey, when this soft-hearted person saw it, he had to go back and cry secretly. "

I hurriedly urged: "What about later? Did this old man see a ghost? "

The proprietress nodded: "This old man is a good person. When he is good, he is kind and charitable, and everyone is close to him. The result is coming, I don't know why I can't think about it, it is estimated that I am too uncomfortable to be tortured by this disease. Secretly took a bottle of pesticide from home and wanted to die. This old man is a good man, and he doesn't want to trouble others when he dies. The dead people have to go to the Land Temple to report, and the old man thought, I don't want to go anywhere else, just die in front of the Land Temple, so that the Land Lord can save some trouble.

The old man walked slowly towards the Land Temple, took two steps, and happened to pass by the coffin shop. Suddenly someone called him. The old man looked back and saw that it was an acquaintance, who was in the coffin shop, leaning on the wall and talking to him. The old man was still wondering, why did this acquaintance stay in the coffin shop at night? The two men said a few words, and the acquaintance suddenly retracted his head, and he could no longer see.

The old man shook his head, and walked towards the Land Temple. After taking two steps, I realized that something was wrong. This acquaintance just now seems to have died a few days ago. At this moment, the old man was frightened, and he couldn't care about committing suicide, so he hurriedly ran home and told his family about it. Fortunately, this is the case, everyone found out that the old man wanted to die, and they watched him more closely. But alas, after a few days, he still went there. Hey, everyone says that people who are dying lack yang energy, and they can see hell. "

I nodded, and asked with some skepticism, "Could it be that he was wrong?" "

The proprietress shook her head: "Later, we found out that no matter day or night, children under the age of five cannot approach the coffin shop. The old people say that children have not yet grown up, so they can see ghosts. These rumors became more and more evil, and everyone gradually wanted to move away. "

I scratched my head: "You don't want to go in and see, what's inside?" "

The proprietress glared: "Who dares to go in and see." We've hired Mr. Ghost Hunter. People didn't come at all, and when they heard that it was here, they said it was too late to hide. Hey, if it weren't for my home here, I would have moved away if I couldn't bear to leave these things from the elders. "

Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

There was indeed a problem with the coffin shop, and this was confirmed. But according to the proprietress said, no Taoist priest dared to come here, which we never expected. Those Taoist priests are much higher than me. They don't dare to touch it, I'm tossing here today, isn't this looking for death?

After the proprietress finished speaking, she didn't plan to leave, but looked at the abbot with a blank eye: "Master, are you willing to help us catch the ghost?" "

The abbot nodded, and said very magnificently: "It's a trivial matter, and you can catch it." "

I hurriedly stopped: "Abbot, don't pretend, how can we catch ghosts?" What should you do, what should you do? "

The abbot actually pretended to be addicted, waved his hand and said: "Xu You, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, we monks must save people in danger, if you are afraid, you go first." "

I was immediately anxious, did this kid take the wrong medicine or what's the matter? I dragged him up, dragged him to the corner of the wall and asked, "What's the matter with you?" "

Only then did the abbot show a cheap smile: "So many people are masters and hold me, I think I have a sense of accomplishment." "

I glared, "So you're going to go to that coffin shop to catch ghosts?" Haven't you heard? How many Taoist priests didn't dare to go. "

The abbot waved his hand: "Xu You, you are stupid in school." Why are we really going? Blow a few words of, can't you just slip away? "

I sneered, "Slip away? Look. "

The abbot glanced back and was stunned.

Nearly 100 people had gathered in the hotel, all of them old, weak, sick and disabled, looking at us expectantly.

The proprietress of the hotel smiled and said, "The young and strong have all gone to work." The rest are either old or young, or they are sick and can't do heavy work. That coffin shop is counting on the help of the two of you. "

Then these people surrounded me and the abbot and said nice things around us. The old man, who was eager to fight with the two of us, also came over and sincerely apologized.

I saw the stubborn old man's old face flushed, and my heart became more and more bottomless.

Haikou has already boasted, these people have been holding us both as benefactors for an afternoon, and if they don't go, they will drown us with a mouthful of foam.

The abbot stopped pretending, and stared at me wide-eyed, sighing. It wasn't until the evening that the people slowly dispersed. The remaining dozen or so bold ones sent us to the door of the coffin shop and watched with amazement as the two of us cast spells.

At this time, I noticed that two lanterns were hung at the door of the coffin shop. The lantern swayed in the night wind, adding to the terrifying atmosphere.

I looked at the abbot and asked angrily, "What now?" "

The abbot sighed: "What can I do?" Otherwise, let's follow the original plan, sneak in, and see the situation. Isn't there a small door in his house? Let's see what's inside. "

The house in the coffin shop is very old, and it should have been quite good when it was built. But as the years passed, those walls grew shorter and shorter. Without much effort, the abbot and I went up.

The two of us leaned on the wall and began to look inside. It didn't matter, and it immediately startled me.

I saw the coffins in the courtyard, each coffin with incense in front of it, and candles lit. These candles flutter around the yard and look eerie.

The abbot's face turned pale in the candlelight, and he nervously asked me, "Aren't these coffins empty?" What do you do with candles in an empty coffin? "

I pushed him back: "You ask me? Who do I ask? are all paralyzed and complaining about you, what kind of big-tailed wolf is there to pretend to be? Now what? This is obviously the Longtan Tiger's Den. "

The abbot was choked by me and couldn't speak, and suddenly, he grinned and laughed silently.

I whispered angrily, "What are you laughing at?" "

The abbot grinned and said, "I just remembered that I bought an insurance policy from you two days ago, and I can use it now." "

"", I was really speechless for my abbot, and pulled the hair on my head: "Let's go, let's go down." "

Then, I grabbed the wall with my hand and slowly slid down. The body is as light as a swallow, and it falls silently.

The abbot came down a little louder. However, compared to his weight, it is also very good.

We crouched in the corner and waited for a while, and when we saw that there was no movement in the yard, we walked slowly forward. Slowly approach a coffin.

I gave the abbot a look. Then the two of us worked together and gently lifted the lid of the coffin.

I glanced inside, "Empty." Luckily, it's empty. If there was a person lying in there, I would rather squat under the wall for the night than go inside. "

I glanced at the abbot, and the two of us slowly moved closer to the direction of the room. The journey was smooth and did not make any sound.

The two of us crouched in the doorway, slowly looking inside. The coffins in the house were the same as those in the courtyard, each with candles, but with a slight difference, a yellow talisman paper was pasted on them.

I observed with the abbot for a while, and all the coffins were like this, except for the one that was used as a bed by the dumb man, which was clean.

The two of us had the audacity to open the coffin in the room and looked inside, but there was still nothing.

I thought to myself: this dumb man is not in his right mind. Buying so many candles is a waste of money.

The abbot poked me, then pointed to the small door.

I was excited for a while, great, I was still worried about the black light, how to touch it, now it's okay, the dumb man helped us light the lights.

The two of us crouched down, moving forward step by step. It is estimated that no one dared to touch the coffin shop at night for decades, so the dumb man slept soundly and didn't notice the two of us at all.

As the abbot and I approached the small door, we gasped for breath for a moment, then reached out and pushed slowly. The small door made a stubborn sound, and it was very piercing in the silence of the night.

The abbot and I were startled and hurriedly didn't dare to move. I listened with my ears pricked up for a while, but the mute didn't notice.

So we continued to push the small door slowly. With a slight creak, we finally pushed the door open.