"Yishuang sister paper, don't bring this, you were evil before, or I helped tie it up." Xu Fulong quit.

"Oh, you tied me up like that, and I have blood all over my body, and I want to thank you in turn?" Meng Yishuang pouted.

"What do you say?" The corners of Xu Fulong's mouth curled up.

"Okay, I have something to say." I could only play in the round, and they each snorted coldly and turned away from each other.

"By the way, Brother Jiang, our Xu family is not only doing cemetery business, but also for profit, as long as this kind of thing is well managed, it is to do good and accumulate virtue. Someone has to do it, right? Otherwise, how can the departed find rest? Who can comfort the psychology of the surviving people? ”

"Therefore, it is not unfortunate to do this kind of thing, as long as you have a correct mentality, buy and sell publicly, you and I are willing, that is a great thing to accumulate virtue."

"Of course, the kind of bastards who have no moral bottom line and only care about making money from the dead and deceive the living are too immoral and detrimental to their own blessings, and they are not in this ranks."

"But I think that the Xu family is quite kind in this regard, at least, with a clear conscience."

Xu Fulong said something that moved me.

We all looked at him deeply, knowing in our hearts that we had to look the other way. What is this person's heart? It's hard to say.

Did he wear more masks?

"You're a funny guy." I said to him with a smile.

"You just found out? Hahaha. Xu Fulong was proud again, and his smiling face reappeared.

Everyone was amazed.

At that moment, I suddenly raised my hand.

They immediately held their breath and looked at me in disbelief.

"There's movement, Brother Tiger, come with me to take a look."

My ears moved a few times, and the subtle sound was absorbed into my eardrums.

"Be careful." Meng Yishuang secretly pulled me.

"Don't make a sound." I left her with a reassuring look, and the big tiger sneaked towards the gate of the ancestral hall one after the other, and the movement was among the wild grass not far from the door.

Dahu and I didn't turn on the flashlight, but sneaked to the door silently by the faint starlight, and looked out cautiously.

As soon as I could see it, I felt that the blood in my body seemed to be condensed, and the chill was boiling through my bones.

Seven or eight meters away from the door, there was a person standing quietly, but it was a dead man!

It was Mo Dao whose face was black and his seven orifices were bleeding.

"Isn't that Director Mo? Is he like this, is he the same as Pei Xiaoying, dead? The big tiger approached me and whispered.

He had no night vision, and only relied on starlight to get a rough look, and intuitively felt that it was not a living person.

But I can see at night, and I can see things that the tiger can't see.

"It's Director Mo, he's dead, and behind him, there's a female ghost in red with a blood umbrella."

My pupils shrunk to the size of pintips, and I looked straight behind Mo Dao.

Mo Dao, who has a hooked nose, is not tall, and at this moment it is like an air-dried orange peel, there are many wrinkles on the skin, and it has shrunk a lot, and the face of the vulture is simply miserable at the moment, not to mention the pitch black, and the eyes, ears, mouth and nose are still dripping with black blood, similar to the symptoms of poisoning.

But I knew that it wasn't poison, it was caused by the strong ghost energy entering the body.

Mo Dao is already dead, and he can stand there because the ghost thing behind him is supporting him from falling.

The big tiger can't see it, I can see it.

On Director Mo's left shoulder, most of his grimace was revealed.

The most distinctive feature of this face is a pair of blood-red eyes hanging out of the sockets, but it is more hideous than when I saw her in the screening room, mainly because there are dozens of fist-sized and different faces flying around her face, and at the same time, there is a roar.

This vision is only visible to me, not to the Great Tiger.

According to my understanding, those shrunken faces are all people who were killed by the female ghost of the blood umbrella.

They can't be detached after death, and the yin soul is imprisoned in the resentment emanating from the female ghost's body, surrounding it again and again, releasing more resentment to help the female ghost increase its lethality.

I didn't see the blood umbrella, I could only vaguely see the red clothes fluttering in the black fog, and it seemed that the blood umbrella was hidden behind Mo Dao.

"What to do, are we just watching? Should I snatch Mo Dao's body back? Since the female ghost was standing behind him, there was no possession, and Mo Dao died too miserably. ”

The big tiger whispered to me to discuss.

"Brother Tiger, listen to me, you can't grab the corpse. This female ghost is the mother of those two little ghosts, needless to say, the lethality is not comparable to those two ghosts, I want to see, even if Brother Tiger is capable and full of yang, and she robs people, he will end up dead. ”

"Director Mo is dead, we can't afford to lose any more."

I admonished the big tiger in a heavy tone.

"Oh, I'm holding my breath."

The big tiger's eyes were red and he stared out, but he really didn't dare to rush over and grab the corpse.

For the sake of Mo Dao, who is already dead, it is unreasonable to let the living take this risk.

As for Mo Dao? All I can do is say I'm sorry.

Mo Dao, who was standing in the grass, suddenly stiffened his body and stepped back step by step, this change attracted the attention of both of us, and we stared at him until he disappeared into the thick black fog and could not be seen again.

"This fog is really weird, Xiaodu, you see, there is no fog in the sky above the ancestral hall, but the surroundings are permeated, so we really can't distinguish the southeast and northwest."

Dahu pointed to the black mist surging outside, and then pointed to the night above the ancestral hall, and said.

I also noticed that there was a black fog generated, and the good news is that this fog is the same as a female ghost, and it cannot invade the ancestral hall, let alone block the night above.

This is a blessing in disguise.

"She controlled Mo Dao's corpse and deliberately made a movement for me to hear, this is a demonstration! Also, she is also stepping on the point, if the estimate is correct, it won't be long before she will bring two ghost sons to attack the ancestral hall, and when the time comes, the ghost knows how long the ancestral hall's evil power can last? ”

I frowned and told Dahu what I thought.

"Oh, this can't be done, let's rely on the ancestral hall to resist the enemy, once the defense is broken, it will be a dead end, what should I do? How? Straight lady thief, if only I could chant spells, draw talismans and other skills, demons and monsters take a hit, and I have to walk around without eating. ”

The big tiger hurriedly circled in place.

Dahu's words suddenly struck a flash of lightning in my head, and an unbelievable thought came to my mind.

"Go back first, I seem to have some ideas." As soon as I pulled the big tiger, we hurried back.

The friends around the campfire looked inquiring when they saw us both returning.

I gestured to the big tiger.

"Mo Dao died, and after being controlled by the blood umbrella female ghost to demonstrate, he retreated." Dahu made a notice in a heavy tone.

The air condensed all of a sudden, Meng Yishuang's face was Qi Rong, and Dong Qiu and Xu Fulong's faces were as black as the bottom of a pot.

In a short period of time, Pei Xiaoying and Mo Dao died one after another, and they were not allowed to live in peace after death, and they were controlled by the yin spirit to harm people.

Tian Songberry was seriously injured, and we were trapped here and couldn't advance or retreat, this terrible situation was simply crazy.

"Are we not far from death?" Meng Yishuang said with some despair, her miserable appearance made her heart ache.

'Frost Boy' is usually very aggressive, but at the moment of life and death, he is still a very weak woman, which is also human nature.

"Rank, I need blood, your blood, will it be?" I thought about it for a moment and made a request.

"Xiaodu, what do you want blood for?"

Dong Qiu asked puzzled.

"Sister Qiu, I don't understand for a while, I just plan to experiment, I can't guarantee whether it will have an effect. But if it works, at the very least, it can play a protective role, even if the female ghost family attacks and kills in, it can't easily kill you and me. ”

I explained vaguely.

"Brother Jiang, I know that you still have hidden means, let's say, how much blood do you need?"

Xu Fulong immediately adjusted his mood.

"The blood is for your own use, you don't need too much, just use plastic bottles to catch some for spare, you can get it yourself, I won't help, I'll go to the next room first, think about the feasibility of this trick."

With that, I didn't explain anything and walked to the side room.