"Alas, tomorrow ......"

Seeing Zhan Jingyi running out of the house, the old woman poked her head out of the window and hurriedly waved her hand, wanting to call back Zhan Jingyi, but seeing this, Zhan Jingyi sped up her steps and rushed into the front room with an arrow.

"your dead ghost."

Seeing this, the old woman couldn't help but curse, turned around and blew the lamp to go to bed.

"Buzz ......"

Zhan Jingyi gently pushed the door open, and the empty front hall was full of wood chips on the ground, in addition to wood chips, there were also a bunch of bits and pieces.

The reason why Zhan Jingyi noticed these things was because these things looked like they had nothing to do with the coffin, no matter how they looked.

For example, chicken bones, a great compassion mantra, copper wire money, etc., were piled up in a mess on the table.

"Peach?"

Zhan Jingyi pinched a pinch of sawdust on the table with his fingers, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, and found that it was actually peach wood powder, and picked up the wire bucket on the side, which was filled with a fishy smell, which seemed to be black dog blood.

"Strange, what kind of coffin did he make? Moreover, these things, no matter how you look at them, look like they are going to subdue demons. ”

Zhan Jingyi was looking through the things he was sitting on, and he wondered, and he also remembered that in the note he had read, Old Man Qiao seemed to dislike this Old Lady Yang very much.

Moreover, after he received Yang Min's commission, he planned to make a black coffin in particular, but before he could make it, he didn't have time to see it, but someone knocked on the door and interrupted him.

Right now, although I don't know if I entered the illusion or what's wrong, I still don't know the mystery of this coffin, which is also a great pity.

Just when Zhan Jingyi was puzzled, he heard a sudden shout from the courtyard: "Is Brother Qiao here?" ”

Zhan Jingyi looked up, and when he heard the voice, it seemed that the person who shouted had already entered the courtyard.

Zhan Jingyi walked out to take a look, and under the moonlight, he saw an old lady who looked to be about eighty years old, standing in the courtyard.

"Are you??"

Zhan Jingyi glanced at the old lady, and saw that the old lady's eyes lit up, and a smile couldn't help but show a smile on her face: "My family is doing business today, and I will send you a piece of pork as usual, but there are too many people to send it, it's a little late, don't be surprised, brother." ”

I saw the woman talking, and she specially lifted the piece of meat in her hand and signaled it, because there were two days missing, and what happened during the two-day gap period, Zhan Jingyi didn't know it, just who had a white affair.

At first, Zhan Jingyi didn't care, just looked at the piece of pork, but Zhan Jingyi suddenly stared, although it was not summer now, and it was still a little cold at night.

But when Zhan Jingyi saw the so-called pork clearly, cold sweat slipped from his forehead and rolled down his cheeks, and in the reflection of Zhan Jingyi's eyes, on the white and tender pork breast, a crescent birthmark became clear in the moonlight.

Zhan Jingyi hurriedly looked at the old lady walking in front of him, under the moonlight, the old lady walked forward, but there was not even a shadow under her feet.

At this moment, if it was really Old Man Qiao, seeing this scene, it is estimated that he would have to sit on the ground a long time ago, but Zhan Jingyi was different, although he was also shocked, he quickly calmed down.

Although it is not clear whether this is a real illusion, but watching the old lady coming, Zhan Jingyi can feel the slightest chill in the air, which is pervasive, making people feel the coldness of the needle.

Zhan Jingyi's eyes flashed with a gleam, his face pretended to be relaxed, and he grinned: "Hehe, the old lady is really polite, just put this meat on the table aside, I still have something to do, so I won't give it to the old sister." ”

As he spoke, Zhan Jingyi's feet were not slow, his heels took a step back, and his body had already flashed into the door.

……

"Yo! I came all the way and my mouth is dry, and my brother doesn't give me saliva to drink? ”

Although Zhan Jingyi had already flashed into the house, the old lady had no intention of leaving, and was even about to walk up after Zhan Jingyi.

Seeing this, Zhan Jingyi slapped his head and pretended to be suddenly enlightened: "Look at my head, sister, sit down and wait for me, I have good tea in the house, waiting for me to bring it to you." ”

"Humph! That's pretty much it, hurry up. ”

Hearing Zhan Jingyi's words, the old lady grinned when she heard this, under the moonlight, the old lady's complexion became more and more pale, and on her flabby face, she was smeared with a bright red blush, and her bright red mouth laughed, feeling that the muscles on her entire face seemed to be about to crack.

Seeing this, Zhan Jingyi shuddered, turned around and walked into the front hall, looking around left and right.

Although Zhan Jingyi didn't know what was going on with his situation, when he entered this place that seemed to be an illusion and not an illusion, he found that his spiritual power seemed to be limited to a certain extent.

Although this Mrs. Yang looks like a powerful ghost now, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no special means, and in her current state, she still needs to prepare more.

Thinking of this, Zhan Jingyi looked at the things on the table and the half-finished coffins on the side, and the golden light flashed in his eyes.

"Yo! I said, brother, why have you poured this tea for so long, why, do you think my old woman can't afford to drink your tea? ”

As he spoke, a pair of bright red embroidered shoes stepped in from outside the door, and it turned out that the old lady had already walked in.

However, the old lady who walked in, took a look, but saw that the front hall was empty, but the shadow of Zhan Jingyi was gone.

"Why, the old body is kind and kind, come to give you meat, and you treat the old body like this? Old man Joe, you're really not a thing! ”

The old lady was talking in a strange manner, her eyes swept away, and there was no furniture in the huge front hall except for the table for bookkeeping.

If there is anything else, it is the three coffins covered with black cloth heads in front of them, because the three coffins are all semi-finished products, so there is not even a coffin lid on them.

It's just that there are benches under the coffin, and there is a distance of about half a person, seeing this, the old lady suddenly showed a smile on her face, walked to the coffin, and scratched her slender nails along the coffin board.

"Zizi ......"

The material that can be used to make a coffin is naturally not a bad material, but the old lady's nails are around the coffin, leaving deep scratches out.

Such a sharp and piercing sound, listening to the bones of the whole body as if crawling on thousands of ants, makes people feel itchy.

"Brother Qiao, I asked myself all these years, and I haven't offended you, did you say that you should be your coffin well? An Ansheng's life is almost over, how good, why do you have to live with me? ”

The old lady's voice became sharp, as if she already knew, and Old Man Qiao recognized herself, so she simply didn't hide it.

"Why don't you speak? You said you, how did you collude with that slut, I saw that slut was not a thing, and the bastard she gave birth to was not my grandson at all, poor my son, since he was a child, he couldn't get it, I, as a mother, didn't dare to tell him. ”

As she spoke, the old lady suddenly reached out and grabbed it, tore off the black cloth covering the first coffin, looked up and looked inside, and saw that there was nothing in the coffin.

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