In this weird atmosphere, I was taken aback by her when she suddenly said this. I'm thinking, how did Shen Yue offend this old lady, how can the old lady be so angry?

I took a deep breath, calmed down, raised my hand to stabilize the candle in my hand, and said to the old lady: "Aunt Qing, are you mistaken, he is the same as me, he just came over, he shouldn't have offended you, right?" ”

The old lady seemed a little moody, and her face was hideous just now, but when I spoke again, the expression on her face became a little kinder.

Aunt Qing sneered, sounding particularly mad, she said: "Just now scolded me for being a dead old lady, young man, did you say he offended me?" ”

As soon as she said this, I remembered that when she was outside the door, Shen Yue did scold, but I didn't expect this old lady to hold a grudge.

"The young man has to learn to accumulate virtues, I am just teaching him a lesson, and I will not kill him." Aunt Qing said.

"Na Cheng, this punishment is also punished, can you let him go?" I continued.

She just snorted, but didn't answer my words, and just walked in the direction of the door. As if noticing that I was still stunned, Aunt Qing looked back at me, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "What, young man, aren't you going to go to Lin Ji's coffin shop?" ”

I was stunned, isn't this Lin Ji's coffin shop?

However, the old lady's meaning was very clear, she was going to take me to that place, No. 13 East Eighteen Hutong.

It was weird, but in order to get to the bottom of it, I followed.

It's just that when I thought of Shen Yue, who was still hanging on the beam, I was still a little worried, so I glanced back. However, when I turned around, I found that Shen Yue was winking at me.

Blinking his eyes and shaking his head, I understand his eyes, which means that I can go with him, and leave him alone.

Shen Yue's state seemed to be fine, and I was a little relieved. He now has my father's physique, and it's such a broken coffin shop, and it must not be difficult for him to get out.

It's just that what makes me wonder is that my dad is nowhere to be found, and I don't know where he is now.

Out of the door of the coffin shop, Aunt Qing locked the door of the coffin shop, I looked left and right, and I didn't see my father on the street.

The old lady who called herself Aunt Qing took me like that, and walked along the bluestone road of the ancient street towards the east.

It feels strange to walk on this ancient street, because, when I came before, there were people on the road outside. Now when I came out of the coffin shop, it was very deserted outside, and there was not even a single figure on the street.

I walked along the ancient street past the Drum Tower and walked for a while, and sure enough, Aunt Qing stopped at the place where Ma Ji Plaster Pharmacy was. Aunt Qing began to sing in her mouth, which was different from the feeling of my grandfather singing, there was no familiar feeling, only a creepy feeling.

Aunt Qing sang while walking towards a narrow alley. I immediately followed, and paid special attention to the blue brick wall, on which hung a dilapidated iron sign, rusty, with a few words embossed on it: Dongeighteen Hutong.

During the day, I, my father and Shen Yue searched for a long time here, but they didn't find this East Eighteen Hutong. But this alley is obviously here, and we have been looking for it here during the day, and we haven't pulled down all of the alleys like this, so why didn't we find them during the day?

The old lady once said, let's come back at night, is it possible that this East Eighteen Hutong can only be seen at night?

East Eighteen Hutong, Eighteen Layers of Hell, could such a number be a coincidence?

I couldn't help but think about it.

Because of the strange atmosphere, when I thought of this, I instantly felt a layer of cold sweat on my back.

The alley was already very narrow, and the old lady was walking and singing the kind of tune that I had never heard before, plus the old lady's voice, and the echo in the alley, it felt even more difficult. At this time, such a thought suddenly popped up in my heart, Aunt Qing, others ask for money for singing, and you always sing for a while, can you stop for a while?

The East Eighteen Hutong is simply nine curves and eighteen bends, followed by Aunt Qing in the back left and right, I can't remember how many times, finally, after a series of bluestone steps that were polished to a bright point, I turned a few more corners, and the alley in front became wider.

This side is full of ancient buildings with blue bricks and green tiles, and looking at the dress of Aunt Qing in front of me, I suddenly have a feeling of traveling to the end of the Qing Dynasty.

"It's here!" There was a sudden sound in front of me, I was still thinking nonsense just now, and I almost bumped into Aunt Qing's body.

"Why, lad, what does that mean?" Aunt Qing said with a smile, adding a little smile to her face, it was almost terrifying.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing......" I said, taking two steps back.

Aunt Qing smiled again, and then walked towards a blue brick gate building next to her. I glanced over there and found that there was a dark red plaque hanging on the gatehouse, and there were a few big words on the plaque: Lin Ji Coffin Shop.

There is still a name left in the corner of the plaque, indicating that the words of Lin Ji's coffin shop are still mentioned by celebrities, but after a closer look, I found that the inscription seems to be two kinds of Chinese characters and Manchu, and Chinese characters are also cursive, I can't understand it, so I saw what prince of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. I instantly remembered the big coffin with Manchu in the coffin shop on the ancient street, could it be that this Lin Ji coffin shop was still made for the imperial family in the Qing Dynasty?

Aunt Qing pushed open the door and took me in, but she didn't knock on the door, which means that Aunt Qing is the person from the Lin Ji coffin shop. Give Song Wenbiao a photo, is it Aunt Qing who led me here?

However, it doesn't feel like it, if there is really something, you can say it during the day, or you can say it in the coffin shop just now, why do you have to bring me home?

The courtyard of Aunt Qing's house is very large, and when you enter the door, it is a photo wall, and a unicorn with teeth and claws is embossed on the wall, which looks domineering. The strange thing is that the unicorn is carrying a dragon coffin on its back, and the dragon coffin has both Chinese and Manchu scripts, I don't know what this represents.

However, in the old days, people believed that ghosts would constantly visit their homes, and if it was their ancestors, it would be a descendant of the blessed shadow, and if it was a lonely ghost, it would often lead to disaster. Some of the relief totems on the wall can let their ancestors come and go freely, but those lonely souls and wild ghosts dare not approach.

Of course, this is all a legend, I just think that the wall relief of Aunt Qing's house looks a little weird, the unicorn bears the coffin, what does this mean?

I followed Aunt Qing through the courtyard, there were many flowers and plants in the courtyard, and the corridor had a winding path. I heard a creak behind me when I walked around the wall, the door had been closed, and I didn't see anyone at the door just now!

There is something strange about this place, but in addition to this eerie atmosphere, this place is indeed a very beautiful old house.

The inside of the house is even more quaint, all kinds of furniture or something, the pulp is very thick, the age should be mahogany. Aunt Qing brought me to the living room and sat down, she made me a cup of tea, and then said that I would wait a while.

I immediately called out to Aunt Qing, and I asked, "Aunt Qing, who wants to see me?" ”

Aunt Qing stopped, she looked back and smiled, I didn't dare to look at it directly, she said: "The master wants to see you, you wait a while, drink a cup of tea first, he may still be busy at this time." ”

"Good!" I replied with one word, and then, Aunt Qing went out, and when she reached the door, Aunt Qing suddenly turned back to me and said, "Don't move the things in the house, don't be curious when you hear anything, and don't go up to the second floor!" ”

I nodded, and glanced at the staircase next to me, which was covered with a red cloth, and I was the only one left in such a large living room, and the atmosphere became a little strange again.

Everything fell silent, and the wait felt like a long one.

I looked around, and although I didn't know much about antiques, anything in the house could be sold for a good price. On the other side of the shelf, there are all kinds of coffin models, basically all of them are jade, I went over and reached out and touched it, a feeling of coldness.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, and I followed the sound to find it, and it was from the second floor.

Is there still anyone living on the second floor?

I walked to the front of the staircase, looked down, and saw a layer of dust on the stairs, apparently no one had gone up for a long time, but what was the sound of the footsteps?