Listening to me seriously, these people were stunned all of a sudden. After a while, the black haired man smiled coldly and said, "Where did you come from and where did you play, you little devil, you were playing at that time!" The hair has not grown, and I am afraid that I will be scared to pee my crotch when I see a corpse! ”

The swallow was obviously very unfriendly with the black hair, and when she saw him say this, she came to say goodbye, and said, "Dead dwarf, you are late, and I don't know what this little boy has done before." ”

Hei Mao snorted coldly and said, "What did you do?" Could it be that the kung fu just now has been with you for a while, and I can't see that you are starting to eat tender grass now! ”

"Dead dwarf, you have to be open-mouthed again, be careful that the old lady ruins the things under you!" The swallow turned his face flat, his eyes widened, and his voice became unusually cold.

"Alright, shut up!" Ma Lao was angry, and suddenly both of them quieted down.

"Swallow, what do you see, go on."

The swallow replied, smiled again, and said, "I woke up early today, and when I came together, I heard this child yelling outside, and I thought it was funny, so I didn't make a sound, and secretly followed by." ”

I felt a chill in my heart when I heard it, I didn't expect that I would be targeted by someone when I came in over the wall, but I didn't know it at all.

Yanzi glanced at me with a smile and continued: "I saw him wandering around alone, not timid at all, and familiar with the layout of our pavilion, the more curious I became, and quietly followed him all the way. ”

I saw her smiling, but her scalp was a little numb, and this woman actually walked all the way, but I didn't notice it at all.

"And guess what, when the boy passed by the mortuary, he stopped with great interest, and without hesitation pushed the door and entered."

Ma Lao and a few others all let out a soft "oh" and looked at me. The black fur said in a rough voice: "I'm afraid this kid doesn't understand what a mortuary means, right?" ”

When I heard that, I didn't want to pay attention to him at all. Damn, when my brother was playing with the corpse, you didn't know where it was, dare to say that my brother didn't know what the mortuary meant.

The hemp boss asked, "What happened?" ”

Yanzi smiled: "When this child saw that there were three corpses parked inside, not only was he not half afraid, but he rushed over, lifted the shroud, and watched them one by one. ”

The black fur snorted and said in disbelief: "You're not kidding, are you?" Just those corpses inside, not to mention this little ghost who hasn't grown all the hair, even if there is a strong man, the timid ones will have to be scared to pee! Just ...... him," he was saying, when suddenly he slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "I knew you were talking nonsense!" In the past three months, there have been only two corpses in our museum, where did the three come from? ”

Looking at his appearance, it was as if he had caught the swallow's sore feet, and his eyebrows fluttered with excitement.

Yanzi said: "Why don't there be three, you three are here." Stretching out a slender finger to the thin bamboo pole, "It's the sixth child!" ”

I glanced at the thin bamboo pole, and saw that the blood on the top of his head had stopped, and he stood there with his shoulders slumped, squinting, stunned, like a squatting sculpture, and couldn't help but think, this guy can't be sick in the brain, right?

That Ma Lao Dao: "Did the sixth child lie on the morgue board and sleep with a corpse cloth wrapped in a corpse cloth again?" ”

Swallow smiled and said, "It's still the boss who is wise." This sixth man was lying there wrapped in a corpse cloth, but it was not the third corpse. The boy sensed something was wrong and stabbed him with a silver needle. Haha, it's ridiculous! ”

The hemp boss let out an "oh", seemed a little surprised, and glanced at me: "Do you see that the sixth child is a living person?" "I was afraid that I didn't know who the sixth child was, and he pointed to the thin bamboo pole standing behind me in a daze.

I shook my head: "This guy doesn't have a pulse or breath, and I can't tell if he's dead or alive, but there's one place that's different from a normal corpse, so I gave it a try." "I owe no kindness to this birdman who molested the corpse.

"Oh?" Ma Lao said, "What's different?" ”

"There's a sense of anger in this man." I pointed to the birdman. This is also a person like me who has been dealing with corpses for many years, otherwise it would be really difficult to detect a trace of strangeness in this.

The wrinkles on the hemp boss's face flared outward, and he sighed and said, "Interesting." It's rare for a kid of yours to have this kind of talent. ”

I wondered, "What talent?" ”

Ma Lao Dao: "The talent of perceiving anger." In fact, many small animals, such as rats, snakes and insects, have the instinct to detect the flow of anger, but the vast majority of people do not. Your talent is very useful! ”

This old man thought I had this kind of talent, but I really didn't. At the beginning, I was trapped in the haunted house of the dead face, and almost died, but in the end, I borrowed the corpse technique to erect the corpse on the ground, causing the yin corpse to swim, which broke the formation of the dead face and escaped from the ascension. If I had this kind of talent, I would be able to tell the direction of vitality, and why I would be dead or alive.

Shaking his head, he said, "This talent is really useful, but unfortunately I don't have it." ”

The Ma boss was stunned for a moment, and said: "We, the sixth old, have a strange disease, and when we fall asleep, we are like corpses, and ordinary people can't tell the difference at all." If you don't have a special talent, how can you be a child who can detect it? ”

I snorted and said, "I didn't really tell that there was life in him, but I just saw that he was not completely dead." ”

Ma Boss was a little puzzled: "How can you see this?" ”

I spread my hands and said, "I don't know about this, but I have seen a lot of corpses, so I naturally have an instinctive intuition." ”

The black hair immediately laughed "ha" and said, "You little devil is blowing nonsense, just you little hairy child, how many corpses can you see?" ”

I didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and remembered something that I had been puzzled about before, so I pointed to the door of the room and asked the Ma boss: "Why do you use cinnabar for the door of your mortuary?" ”

The hemp boss narrowed his one-eyed eye and said, "Oh, do you see that this door is painted with cinnabar?" Isn't the door of the mortuary all painted with cinnabar, what's so strange? ”

I wouldn't be frightened by his words, saying: "I have been to the funeral home a lot, whose funeral home paints the door panel of the morgue with cinnabar?" ”

The black fur interjected: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, little ghost." Since ancient times, the real mortuary must have been painted with cinnabar. It's rare and weird, if you see a house made of cinnabar, you can't stare at it! ”

Yanzi sneered on the side and said, "Dead dwarf, it's like you've seen a cinnabar ghost building!" ”

The black-haired man glared angrily at the swallow and shouted, "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, can't you see it?" ”

"That's it!" Ma Boss snorted and shut up the two.

I looked at the two of them and said with some curiosity, "What is the Cinnabar Ghost Tower?" Is it a house made of cinnabar? ”

The swallow looked at me with a smile and said coquettishly, "Ouch, you kid still know cinnabar soil?" Tsk, that's a rarity. This cinnabar ghost building is also called the evil building. The whole house is based on a secret cinnabar clay and built with secret techniques. This cinnabar building can ward off evil spirits, and it is difficult for any demons and monsters to enter, so it is called the evil building. But if a living person enters this building by mistake and doesn't understand the principle inside, he will be trapped alive, so it is also called a ghost building. My sister said that, do you understand? As he spoke, he threw another wink.

I blushed, but when I heard her say this, I couldn't help but think of the haunted house with the dead face, so I roughly described the situation of the house, and asked, "Is this the cinnabar ghost house you said?" ”

The swallow looked at me in surprise. The black fur asked in a rough voice, "You little devil isn't talking nonsense, are you?" How can you see any cinnabar ghost buildings in these years! ”

Yanzi glanced at him and said, "You haven't heard people describe it so carefully?" If you haven't seen it, can you say it in such detail? ”

Boss Ma stared at me with one eye, a little surprise in his eyes, and said, "Where did you see it?" ”

I don't know the details of these people, and of course I can't tell the truth, but I vaguely say that I saw them at the home of an elder.

Boss Ma's expression changed, and he asked, "How old is your elder, but your surname is Qin?" ”

Seeing that I shook my head, he groaned for a while, and then said, "It's not surnamed Qin...... Is that the surname Fang or the surname Wen? ”

As soon as I heard the surname "Wen", I couldn't help but think of the warlock surnamed Wen who had come here back then, and I was pondering, so I heard the Ma boss frown and said, "Could it be the person surnamed Zhong?" But as soon as the words came out, he shook his head again and whispered, "Impossible, it shouldn't be." ”