I was taken aback and said how could this be.

The neighbors said that the facts are in front of you, what else is impossible, if you don't believe it, you can go and look at it?

My heart hung up all of a sudden, so I asked Wang Feiyang to help me make seven red paper coffins, seven people died in his family tonight, and I had to connect these two things.

When I came here, most of the people on the street were gathered here, and at this time, on the beam in the center of Wang Feiyang's paper shop, I saw a shocking scene.

There were seven corpses hanging straight on the beams of the room, lined up from left to right according to age, namely Wang Feiyang's grandmother, his parents, his second uncle, second mother, and his two dragon and phoenix siblings.

The whole picture is extremely weird, the expressions on the faces of each corpse are very wonderful and hideous, as if they saw something that frightened them very much when they died, from their facial expressions, it didn't look like they had hanged themselves, but more like they were scared to death by something.

A cold wind blew, causing the seven corpses on the beams of the house to sway in the air, which made this already bizarre picture even more terrifying.

I was like being struck by lightning, just last night, Wang Feiyang's pair of dragon and phoenix siblings were still jumping around in front of me, but I didn't expect to turn into a cold dead corpse so quickly.

My heart was in a mess, and when I tried to restore my calm, I suddenly found that Wang Feiyang's family of eight is now dead except for him, what about Wang Feiyang? Where did he go.

According to common sense, such a big thing happened at home, Wang Feiyang must have rushed to the scene as soon as possible, but there are always signs that from the time the Wang family was destroyed until now, Wang Feiyang has never shown up, what is this guy doing?

Did he die too, just somewhere else?

At this time, the police, who had just arrived, had already set up a cordon around the paper shop, and two policemen were setting up ladders on the beams of the paper shop, apparently trying to take the seven bodies down from the tree.

However, as soon as the policeman stretched out his hand to Wang Feiyang's grandmother's corpse, Zuo Daoyin's voice suddenly sounded below: "Don't move, that corpse can't be touched now." ”

Although Zuo Daoyin has rarely appeared in people's field of vision over the years, and he is full of bad luck, he is still very famous in our White Street, and the police here are also a little in awe of him.

"Mr. Zuo, why can't the corpse on it move?" The policeman who took the lead asked.

Zuo Daoyin didn't explain much, but just said that the old Wang's family died unjustly.

The policeman also said that it must be that the old Wang family has offended someone, so the family of seven will be wiped out tonight, this is a big case, their police will definitely vigorously pursue the murderer, the first thing to do at present is to conduct an autopsy and find the son Wang Feiyang of the old Wang family.

Zuo Daoyin snorted and said that there is no need to test, these seven people were scared to death alive, and after death, their bodies climbed up by themselves and hung on the beams of the house, if you don't want more people to have an accident, take down these seven corpses at noon tomorrow, and then let him open the altar and burn them with the yang fire in the sky.

This sentence instantly caused an uproar, many people in this white street believe in the existence of ghosts and gods, at this time many people's faces have appeared nervous, I also think it is very weird, how can this dead person climb to the beam of the house and hang himself?

The policeman next to him wanted to ask something, but Zuo Daoyin didn't pay attention to him at all, but walked over to me and asked a question that made me feel inexplicable, he asked if it was true that someone saw me come to Lao Wang's house last night and pierce seven big red paper coffins.

I was stunned for a moment, and then a nameless fire suddenly rose from my heart, and I opened my mouth to ask Zuo Daoyin what was going on, why did seven people die in Wang Feiyang's house, and why did you let me go to his house to tie those seven paper coffins, why did his family be destroyed.

Who knew that Zuo Daoyin was at a loss after listening to my questioning, and then asked me what I was talking about? He also said that he never asked me to come to Wang's house to tie the coffin.

Originally, I still had some respect for Zuo Daoyin, but after hearing his words, I was instantly angry, I said Zuo Daoyin, you dare not do it, last night I obviously came to your house to ask you for help, it was you who asked me to come to the Wang family to tie a paper coffin, and now that something happened to his family, you want to shirk responsibility, and actually said that I didn't come to you.

Zuo Daoyin's face looked even more dazed, and looking at his expression, he pretended to be real, he hurriedly asked me what was going on, and asked me to tell him what happened yesterday as it was.

I knew that this guy was deliberately pretending, so I told this matter in front of everyone in a loud voice, wanting others to see Zuo Daoyin's hypocritical face, who knew that I was only halfway through the talk, and Zuo Daoyin suddenly interrupted me.

He glanced at me, and I always felt that there was some unknown meaning hidden in his blue eyes, and then he took out his broken bowl and three copper coins again and divined them, after which I could clearly read a trace of panic in his eyes.

"Did the woman come to you to get the coffin?" Zuo Daoyin suddenly looked at me and asked, at this time his face full of scars looked particularly scary.

"Nope." I replied subconsciously.

"Then did you experience anything strange last night?"

I chuckled in my heart and told Zuo Daoyin about the strange dream, and his body trembled immediately after listening to it, and he shouted that it was not good.

Then he told me to hurry home and make sure to carry the seven paper coffins to the back mountain before midnight and burn them.

Although I still have some prejudices against Zuo Daoyin in my heart, but looking at his serious appearance now, I feel that he doesn't seem to be joking with me, and the occurrence of this series of things must be related to the seven paper coffins, so I didn't think much about it, and returned to my coffin shop as soon as possible.

After I went back, I started the small truck that I used to pull the coffins at home on weekdays, and began to transport the coffins to the back mountain one by one, tossing for nearly two hours, and finally pulled the seven coffins to the back mountain at ten o'clock.

I was tired and sweating, strange to say, this paper coffin was supposed to be very light, but I felt very heavy when I moved it, although it was not as exaggerated as the real coffin, but it always felt like a person sleeping in this coffin.

After I smoked a cigarette and rested for a while, I immediately went to find a pile of dry firewood, because the dry wood was a little damp in this winter, and I took a lot of effort to light the pile of firewood, and then I put the seven paper coffins on top of the pile of dry firewood.

After igniting, flames gradually burst out there, and after the flames touched the paper coffin, soon the seven paper coffins burned, and at this time, a terrible scream suddenly came from the flames.

The voice startled me, and I quickly turned to look over there.

The shrill screams grew clearer and clearer in the flames, and I saw a man rolling back and forth in the fire.

I was stupid at the time, why there was suddenly a big living person in the fire, I didn't have time to think about the reason, let alone who that person was, the first priority was to put out the fire over there and pull that person out of the fire.

I rushed to the fire as soon as possible, then took off my clothes and threw a wild pounce on the man, but fortunately I found it in time, and the fire didn't seem too big, so it didn't take much effort to extinguish the fire on the man.

After extinguishing the fire on his body, this guy smelled of mush all over his body, and his body was also pitch black, like an African, but fortunately, I saved him in time, and he was fine.

At this time, he was lying on the ground with his back to me, panting for breath, and I hurriedly asked him who he was and why he was lying in this paper coffin.

The guy coughed several times before slowly turning his head, and when I saw his face, my eyes almost rolled out of the eye frame, this guy was actually Wang Feiyang.