Everywhere you look, there are mourning processions.

From the end of the alley to the end of the alley, from the street corner to the street corner.

Full of mourning clothes and white candles, countless torches lead the way.

"Who is this dead? Why is there such a big formation? ”

The fat man was attracted and frightened by the big battle.

With so many people mourning, the one who died probably has to have some status.

"Who knows, we're not from here anyway, and what happens here doesn't have much to do with us."

This is just a place for us to take a break.

It doesn't matter what they are doing in mourning, as long as it doesn't get in our way, it has nothing to do with us.

However, such a large formation of mourning teams will inevitably arouse curiosity.

Driven by my curiosity, I scanned the crowd below and quickly found the top line.

Generally, the head of the funeral is a filial son holding a statue or a spiritual position.

At the top of the spiritual table, you can see the information of the deceased.

I looked closely, but the head of the funeral procession seemed to be an old man.

Just as my eyes fell on him, the old man at the head suddenly looked up at me.

When I looked at each other, goosebumps suddenly popped up all over my body.

The old man looked at me with a cold look and a blank face.

It's not weird, but it just makes me tingle.

I looked carefully at his calm face, trying to find the strange place.

"Their eyes, no pupils."

Zhang San's voice suddenly reminded me.

The eyes are the windows of the soul, and the pupils are the openings of the windows.

The reason why I find it weird is that they only have the whites of their eyes and no pupils.

"W-what's going on?"

The three fat men looked at each other.

Such a strange old man, such a strange funeral procession.

I already feel that this place is not so simple.

"I don't know what's going on, but this Yong'an City shouldn't stay for a long time, we'll leave early tomorrow morning!"

The advice I can give is to get out of here as soon as it's dawn.

Instead of facing uncertain dangers, it is better to run away as soon as possible.

The three fat men should immediately lie on the bed on the bed, and lay on the floor.

After the events of the previous days, none of us are willing to take any unnecessary risks.

I was lying straight on the table, probably too tired.

Despite the discomfort at the table, I quickly fell asleep.

Faintly I could hear some rustling sounds.

It's like a crowd is approaching us.

But I was so tired that I couldn't open my eyes at all, and I fell asleep again.

When I opened my eyes again, the sky was faintly bright.

The strange feeling from last night still haunts me, and I'm not sure if this place is safe.

I quickly woke up a few people who were still asleep.

The feelings of several people were so different from mine, and as soon as I woke up, my eyes were full of solemnity.

We tacitly exchanged a look, and then began to pack our things.

After packing up our things, we had just come downstairs when suddenly a crowd surrounded us.

"Old immortals, how many of you dare to look at it, don't you want to die?"

"You guys don't want to get out of here today."

"Now that the old fairy is angry, you guys have to pay the price."

……

Listening to the chaotic sounds around me, I was dazed and surprised.

We all avoided it like this, and something still happened.

And what old fairy is that? We hadn't heard of it at all.

And we didn't do anything, so why don't we want to get out of here?

What does the old fairy's anger have to do with us?

The fat man pushed away the few people closest to him.

"What do you want to do? We just climbed the window to take a look, and we didn't see the old fairy you talked about. ”

Those people saw that the fat man was also a bit brute force, so they didn't come hard.

"The old immortal is in our team, and last night he was the head of the old immortal line."

Head position?

I only saw one person in the head position last night.

Could it be that the old man who looked at me and had no pupils?

"Your old fairy, the old man with no pupils?"

I looked at them in amazement.

"How can you mention the old immortal, and you are worthy of mentioning the old immortal?"

"If you don't give an explanation today, don't think about leaving."

"You outsiders are really rampant, it seems that you are really not afraid of death."

……

This group of people is indiscriminate, like completely demonic believers.

But from their words, I also heard that the old man was the so-called old immortal.

And what surprised me even more was the word that came out of the man's mouth just now.

Line words, the old fairy line in the first position.

In the mourning procession, the first filial son is generally called Ben, which is also the origin of the funeral, and the spiritual position held by the filial son is called Xing, and the funeral is buried.

In this way, that is to say, the so-called old immortal is a corpse.

My head was buzzing instantly.

I made eye contact with a corpse last night?

"Your old immortal, is it a corpse?" I couldn't help but ask.

As soon as I heard me say that their old immortals are corpses.

The crowd gathered around like crazy.

"Bold, you are blaspheming the old immortals."

"You will suffer retribution for this, and you will die on the streets."

"Even if we want to let you go today, we can't do it, you brought it on yourself!"

……

Looking at the increasingly excited crowd around me, the fat man hurriedly stood up and protected me in the middle.

They drew their weapons and looked around warily, but I had no doubt that these men would tear us to shreds at once.

Judging from their expressions, without the hatred of killing their father, they would not have been able to make such expressions.

To ensure our safety, I can only remind the fat man about them.

"Don't act rashly, try to cooperate with them to resolve misunderstandings."

It's not okay to be unconvinced.

Although the fat man was annoyed, he also understood that it was important to save his life now.

The atmosphere at this moment is like a powder keg, which can be ignited at any time.

While everyone is still sensible, I hurriedly asked.

"What the hell do you want from us? You can't say that you're going to attack us here in broad daylight, right? ”

"Less nonsense."

My voice was interrupted, and then the crowd surrounded us and escorted us all the way to an ancestral hall as if we were escorting prisoners.

The pillars and beams of the ancestral hall in front of him are more than ten meters high.

The various carvings are even more exquisite, and all the decorations reveal the word luxury.

If it weren't for the spiritual table, this place would have looked like a temple.

It was in the middle of the ancestral hall that I saw the corpse.

At this time, the body was enshrined in the middle of the ancestral hall, draped in red cloth, like a statue of a god.

The few of us glanced at each other, and the doubts in each other's eyes exchanged.

No one had ever heard of it, let alone seen such a corpse.

What the hell is going on?