"It's like you're obeying some kind of law, but there's something wrong with the law, and the ghost can only continue to do things in vain!"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the white coffin, and then thought of the male corpse in the morgue and the ghosts and ghosts behind him, thoughtfully.

The male corpse, or ghost, is all in the coffin, maintaining a delicate balance, waiting for someone to open the coffin and take away the white paper ghost umbrella.

It's just that someone broke the law and didn't take away the white paper ghost umbrella, or didn't see the words left on the inner wall of the coffin, and let the ghost run out.

Or the male corpse in the coffin didn't intend for the later people to take the white paper ghost umbrella at all.

"The umbrella is gone, the balance is broken, and the ghost has run out, if the umbrella is given to the male corpse, will the balance be restored?"

The more he analyzed, the clearer Jiang Xiaobai's mind became, and the messy information gathered together, as if he had grasped the most important line in the information.

The balance is broken!

The white things handled here are just carried out according to the laws of ghosts, and there is a little bit √ with ancient funerals, but this is a ghost doing! The ghost is doing it! The ghost is watching!

Even he didn't notice that his memory had many new words that he didn't know, but when he thought about it, they seemed to make sense.

Everything seems reasonable, but it doesn't get noticed.

"What if you gave a blank paper umbrella to the male corpse in the morgue?"

Jiang Xiaobai frowned slightly, if he wanted to leave here, maybe the mourning hall was the key, and only by breaking the rules here could he get out.

Walking in the white fog all the time, the ghosts and ghosts have been following behind you, and you may never be able to get out of this place.

Jiang Xiaobai looked up at the two ghosts with lanterns and white paper umbrellas at the door, shook his head, and turned to look at the white coffin not far away.

He had tried before, using the ability of the white paper umbrella in his hand to deal with these ghosts who were not strong, and as soon as their umbrella was released, it would turn into white mist and enter his umbrella.

And inside the white coffin, there is a white paper ghost umbrella, and there is more than one!

As long as the coffin is opened, the yellow-toothed old man inside will drag people in and slap them in the face......

"Try it with the white mist."

A wisp of white mist floated out of the white paper umbrella in his hand, surging towards the white coffin, the white mist slowly covered the entire coffin, and with his idea of opening the coffin, the coffin lid did not move at all.

Jiang Xiaobai squinted slightly, and an inexplicable thought appeared in his mind, as if he hadn't thought of it before, and the white mist dispersed towards the two corpses on the ground on the side.

"Take control of these corpses!"

Wrapped in white mist, the two corpses on the ground suddenly opened their eyes, got up stiffly and numbly, and walked towards the white coffin step by step.

The two corpses came to the white coffin, stiffly raised their arms, placed them on the coffin lid, and slowly lifted them up.

Crunch~

The lid of the coffin was slowly lifted, and the palms of the two dry bones stretched out violently, grabbed the two corpses, and dragged them into the black coffin.

The lid of the coffin was closed, as if nothing had happened.

"It works!"

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes lit up, the white paper umbrella in his hand continued to spread the white mist, and the fingers of the four corpses lying in the courtyard twitched slightly, slowly stood up straight, and walked towards the white coffin.

The four corpses came to the coffin, one of them grabbed the four corners of the coffin lid, and with Jiang Xiaobai's control, the coffin lid was lifted again.

The two dry bone palms stretched out again and grabbed towards the two corpses, and the moment they caught, the other two miserable white palms grabbed towards the other party's cuffs.

A white paper ghost umbrella was pulled out in an instant, and the dry bone arm in the coffin grabbed the two corpses and dragged them into the coffin.

The coffin lid closes again.

The corpse holding the white paper ghost umbrella was not controlled by Jiang Xiaobai, and slowly opened the white paper ghost umbrella in his hand.

"Not good!"

Jiang Xiaobai disappeared in place, snatched the white paper ghost umbrella in the corpse's hand, raised his foot and kicked it, the ghost knows what will happen if the corpse opens the white paper ghost umbrella!

The corpse fell to the ground with a pop, and the wisps of white mist entered the white paper umbrella in Jiang Xiaobai's hand.

Turning off the white mist, Jiang Xiaobai held a white paper ghost umbrella in his hand, and a white paper ghost umbrella snatched from the coffin in the other hand.

"The umbrella is in hand, now it's for the male corpse to try it and see if the balance here can be restored, but it's still a gamble."

Jiang Xiaobai wanted to open the other white paper umbrella in his hand, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Stretching out the other white paper umbrella in his hand, and opening the two white paper umbrellas at the same time, he could vaguely perceive that the white paper ghost umbrella taken out of this coffin was definitely more than just open!

There must be something he doesn't know is in the umbrella!

The footsteps behind him stopped, and the ghost ghost held a white paper umbrella and followed Jiang Xiaobai towards the morgue.

When I came to the morgue, the paper lanterns on both sides of the ground emitted a faint yellow light, and the movements of the female ghost on the kang holding the male corpse were particularly weird.

The wisps of white mist drifted around, spreading towards the courtyard, this was the white mist floating out of the white paper umbrella in Jiang Xiaobai's hand, if there was any sudden situation, he could disappear in place in an instant.

"Bet!"

Jiang Xiaobai made up his mind, his eyes were firm, he took the white paper umbrella taken out of the white coffin, and reached out towards the arm of the male corpse.

The male corpse was lying on the kang, motionless, cold in his hand, not much different from his own body temperature.

Moving away from the other party's hand, the white paper ghost umbrella was put into the other party's hand, Jiang Xiaobai held the white paper ghost umbrella in his hand tightly, waiting for the balance to be restored, and he was also vigilant against emergencies.

The male corpse was holding a white paper ghost umbrella, nothing happened around him, and the mourning hall was quiet, and he couldn't hear any sound.

"Isn't it useless?"

Jiang Xiaobai was slightly puzzled, reached out to grab the arm of the male corpse, and was about to take down the white paper ghost umbrella, and opened it to see by himself, at this moment, the male corpse's fingers moved slightly.

The male corpse opened his eyes violently, the white paper umbrella he was holding in his hand was violently opened, and the female corpse who had been holding him next to him also opened his eyes violently and looked at the white paper umbrella.

Da!

The footsteps behind him approached, Jiang Xiaobai's face changed slightly, he didn't move half a step, but the ghost behind him took the initiative!

"The restriction of white paper umbrellas has been broken!"

Jiang Xiaobai was frightened, disappeared in place, stood in the courtyard of the mourning hall, and turned his head to look at the black wooden board blocking in front of him.

The buildings that started around, the corpses on the ground, and the coffins not far away all began to become illusory.

"Balance restored?!"

Jiang Xiaobai scratched his head, it seems that he made the right bet! Give the male corpse an umbrella, and without continuing to do white things, the balance here can be restored!

In the morgue, the ghost ghost entered the male corpse, the female corpse next to him hugged the male corpse, the hanged ghost floated back from outside, stepped on the shoulder of the male corpse, and the white paper ghost umbrella was opened, looking like it didn't exist, but it existed.

The male corpse, or the ghost keeper of the Republic of China 'Chen Yuan' has been resurrected!

It held the white paper ghost umbrella, shook its head slightly, and through the black wooden board, as if it could see Jiang Xiaobai, a strange smile appeared at the corner of its mouth, and its face suddenly changed when it opened its mouth!

"Reboot!"

A black wooden stick pierced his entire body directly, and with a single pick, Chen Yuan was thrown into a raft like a corpse.

On the raft, a hunchbacked old man lowered his head and spoke slowly in a hoarse voice: "You don't belong to this era. ”