The old man Zhou of the coffin shop is sixty-eight years old this year, since his wife died when he was twenty-six years old, he has never married a daughter-in-law in his life, nor has he a son and a half daughter, and his hobby in his spare time is to drink tea with the old man Sun who sells paper money next door and play a game of chess.

He has sold coffins all his life, and he never dreamed that one day he would almost be scared to death by a coffin.

In the early morning of this day, he got up in the morning, opened the door as usual, probably because it was still early, so he lit the oil lamp in the coffin shop, sat in the usual position and closed his eyes to recuperate, and waited for the breakfast shop on the next street to open in the morning, so that he could go and have some breakfast.

This kind of life has lasted for decades, and Huaiyin County is not big, and there is almost no one in the small county town of less than 10,000 people who does not know him.

Speaking of Old Man Zhou, his nickname is Zhou Daring, it is said that he had a pair of yin and yang eyes when he was young, and he could see ghosts at night, which killed his wife and the baby who was about to be born in her belly.

But today, this week, Daring was really scared half to death.

Others say that he has a pair of yin and yang eyes, but in fact, only he knows that he does have a pair of yin and yang eyes, but this thing does not work from time to time, and it does not bring good luck to himself. But now Old Man Zhou wished that he didn't have this special function, so he couldn't see the terrible dirty thing in the house.

I saw that in the coffin shop, where the atmosphere was already a little weird, a white hazy shadow slowly sat up from the coffin, as if looking directly at him.

And that's not even the most hairy part.

Old man Zhou clearly remembered that this thin skin coffin was just built by him yesterday and placed in the backyard, I don't know why it appeared in this lobby in the morning, only to see the white shadow slowly walked out of the coffin, the body was slim, it looked like a woman, but the elder was big-handed, like a man, he had long black hair, but when he raised his head, Old Man Zhou saw his face, but he only felt a cold air suddenly rising from the soles of his feet, his eyes were dark, and he almost turned his back on his breath, which... This thing has no face!

For a while, the whole coffin shop was silent, only the gurgling sound seemed to be out of the throat of this ghost thing, his two hands slowly raised, and his body kept moving forward, or rather floating forward, until the two huge and thin ghost claws were gently placed on Old Man Zhou's shoulders.

"Ahh

......

When He Jianfei received his first ghost-catching mission, he saw such a thin old man shrunk at the heel of the wall, only a ball remained, his eyes were red and red, and he was trembling there with his head down.

He Jianfei only glanced at it, and he had a rough judgment in his heart, the yin qi on this old man's body was very heavy and heavy, far more than ten times that of ordinary people, and he had a pair of yin and yang eyes, no wonder he could see dirty things, it was really normal, this was He Jianfei's first impression of him.

Seeing He Jianfei, who looked like a Taoist priest, Old Man Zhou seemed to have met a savior, and immediately told his experience with a handful of snot and tears.

"Master, you have to do well, but you have to save the old man, I am this old, and I have never done anything harmful in my life, you say... What do you say about this unjust soul.... Why did you come to me?"

He Jianfei frowned when he heard this, and sneered: "Zhou Zixing, do you really think that Master Ben is a three-year-old baby?

In fact, this is also what He Jianfei wondered in his heart, it is of course impossible to say that Zhou Zixing has not done any bad things this week, but to say that he does have some great crimes, it doesn't look like it, but why did he give birth to such a broken child and grandson, and he couldn't die well. If you deceive him with your words, you might be able to ask something.

But Zhou Zixing was stopped by He Jianfei's words, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and smiled pitifully wryly: "Master Mingjian, when Xiao Lao'er was young, he did work as a gold school captain for a few years, and he did some grave digging and tomb robbery, and he was seen by the master at a glance, but... But..."

Before the words fell, He Jianfei sighed, this is not what he wants to ask at all, what is this? If stealing a few tombs can provoke this bad luck of a bad death, the ancient profession of tomb robbers may have completely disappeared from the world. Thinking of this, He Jianfei couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Zhou Zixing, let me ask you again, you must tell me the truth, where did the wooden board that made this thin-skinned coffin come from?"

Since you can't find the reason directly, let's start from the materials on the side, although He Jianfei has no direct experience in ghost hunting in this life, but he has memories of the previous life in his dreams, and he is no stranger to these.

Old man Zhou can be scared like this by that ghost thing, excluding his talent as an Oscar actor, there is only one possibility, that is, he did see something, maybe that thing is really evil.

At this moment, several officers sent by the county to follow He Jianfei exclaimed, and their voices were extremely frightened.

He Jianfei was thinking of the key point, when he was interrupted by this exclamation, and he couldn't help but be angry, but it was not easy to attack, these errand soldiers were nominally with him to protect himself, but in fact they were playing the role of surveillance, and they were in the way along the way, so they were not troublesome.

However, when He Jianfei looked back, he saw that three of the officers were like ghosts, and their eyes were stunned to look at the coffin motionless, and the last officer, the person who took the initiative to open the lid of the coffin, had already bled and died of exhaustion! The body was half in the coffin, and half fell outside the coffin, as if he had not stood firm and fell headlong.

"Dead?" He Jianfei also gasped when he heard this, even he didn't dare to open the coffin directly without asking, these servants really ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and they were impatient, and He Jianfei didn't have time to ask Old Man Zhou anything else at the moment.

Three steps and two steps, he quickly ran to the coffin, only to see the scene inside the coffin, which also made him gasp.

He had never seen anything so weird, it was a doll-sized toy, but it was more like a mummified corpse that a human had turned into after death, but if it was a dry corpse, it was only the size of a doll. If I had to describe it, it would be a dried corpse made from the corpse of a young child or a dwarf. Who is so cruel, and how did this dried corpse appear in Old Man Zhou's newly made thin-skinned coffin?

"Bang!", his hands buckled the coffin board again, he was really puzzled and became more and more confused. At this moment, He Jianfei actually had the urge to let go of this matter, but as long as he thought that this was the first time he had hunted ghosts and demons since he came down the mountain, if he was so frightened, then what would he have to do to go back to the master to see the master and the brothers.

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