Oh, my God! And there's more!

My spirit is going to break! Look at the face of a familiar, terrifying, hideous woman.

I deeply realized what it means to be desperate!

Zhu Tongtong's face, eyes bulging out, long tongue hanging down to the chin. He smiled wickedly at me.

"You...... Want...... Go...... Which...... ......"

Such a conversation is obviously a taxi driver.

At this time, I suddenly thought that Uncle Qi seemed to have said it to me. The main reason why ghosts are scary is that they control human brains and make people hallucinate.

So most of the people who were killed by the fierce ghosts were actually scared to death by themselves!

Well, it's all a ghost-manipulated illusion.

"It's all fake, it's all fake......"

I closed my eyes and kept repeating the words.

"It's all fake, it's all hallucination, it's all a lie......"

The driver, seated in the driver's seat, spoke again.

"If you want to add ten yuan to Jiangyuan City at night, you can give me 30!"

The man's voice, the tone was normal and sonorous.

I opened my eyes abruptly and watched the driver next to me driving very intently. His face finally returned to its original appearance, that of a middle-aged man with a beard.

I breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Alas! 30 yes? No problem, no problem. ”

Scanned the code and transferred the money to the driver, and the car drove for more than an hour. Finally arrived at Lily Lane on the side of Dongcheng in Jiangyuan City.

Got out of the car, it's a small alley in the middle of nowhere. The environment is simple and sparsely populated.

I followed the instructions given to me by Uncle Qi and walked to the deepest part of the alley. There is indeed a shroud shop there.

The shroud shop has no signboard, only an old yellow banner at the door. On the banner was written a big word - Shou.

It's just that the shroud shop has long since turned off the lights. The door was locked and looked like an empty bunk.

I banged desperately on the wooden door of the shroud shop.

"Anyone? Is there anyone in the store? ”

"It's the seventh uncle who called him to come and go!"

"Is Chen Kang at home?"

……

I called the door again and again, but the shop was quiet, and there was no response at all.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew behind me. Blowing rustles of nearby branches.

A biting chill swept through my body.

In the distance, there was a crisp ringing of bells.

"A hundred ghosts travel, and the living retreat!"

"Close the door and close the door, the ghost borrows the way!"

……

The voice was getting closer, closer and closer. Until a huge black shadow enveloped my body, I remembered the teachings of the seventh uncle and did not dare to look back.

Suddenly, a large, hot hand climbed up my shoulder.

Out of the corner of my eye, I looked at the big hand with thick joints, calluses and black nails.

This is obviously a man's hand, the fingers are rough like muddy turnips, and they are definitely not Zhu Tongtong's.

"Young man, you're in danger!"

A deep male voice rang out behind me. Immediately after, a pungent fishy smell came to my nostrils.

"You...... Who are you? I still didn't look back, and asked in a trembling voice.

The male voice said.

"You're standing in front of our store, and you're asking who I am?"

"Are you Chen Kang?" I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chen Kang is my stepfather, and my name is Chen Dawei."

The man said, his big hand gently pushing my body to the side. He took the key from his waist and opened the door of the shroud shop.

Enter the door and turn on the lights.

The man turned around and invited me into the house.

This shroud shop is not a large area, and there are several traditional shrouds on display in the house. Some are brown, some are blue, and all of them are hung out in sets.

On the shelves on the surrounding walls, there are many banknotes and white candles and wax. The overall furnishings are quite concise and tidy.

Walk into the house and close the door. Only then did I see the appearance of the man in front of me!

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

The man, who identified himself as Chen Dawei, wore a black thick tweed jacket. The clothes on his body were tightly wrapped, and only his face was exposed outside.

Chen Dawei's face was visibly purple-red, and it was covered with many strange white ringworms.

One of his eyes was red and bloody, his square face was round, and he looked vicious. It's like the ghost temple Yama in the temple.

I was frightened by Chen Dawei's appearance.

"You, are you a human or a ghost?"

The man in black sneered.

"Does it matter if I'm a human or a ghost? The important thing is that you are doomed to survive tonight! ”

"I ...... Am I really not going to survive tonight? ”

My face darkened, and a sense of despair came back to me.

"Uncle Qi said, if Chen Kang is here, maybe he can save me! But Chen Kang is not in the shroud shop. It seems that my 18th birthday is my death! ”

"Seven?" Chen Dawei frowned slightly.

"You're talking about Huang Hongqi? That Yin Tattoo Master? ”

I nodded.

"Do you know Uncle Qi too? I was also adopted by Qibo since I was a child, and he treated me as a son. But it's all to blame for my disobedience......"

Chen Dawei suddenly took a big step forward and approached me.

"You are the adopted son of the Seventh Uncle, so you can also tattoo yin?"

"Yes, yes! But for the first time today, I helped people to tattoo the yin transport, but the customer I met was a fierce ghost! ”

Chen Dawei grabbed my hand.

"Benefactor, please save me! Now in the world, only you can help me! ”

"Save you? I would like to do so. But now I can't protect myself! ”

Chen Dawei listened to my words and looked around me.

"The brows are cloudy and black, and the death is overwhelming. The cheeks are sunken and boneless, and the pointed mouth and red nose have to be turned.

Little brother, if you listen to me, you may have a chance to escape tonight.

But you have to answer me, if you can survive tonight, you must help me tattoo the yin transport. You and I exchange two by two, and each does not owe each other. ”

Chen Dawei begged me to help him tattoo the yin transport, and I suddenly remembered the advice that Uncle Qi had given me before going out.

If you meet someone who asks me to tattoo the yin for transport, you must not refuse, that person is your savior.

I nodded heavily and swore with Chen Dawei.

He helped me escape from the midnight death, and I helped him tattoo his Yin script. Swap in pairs, each does not owe each other!