My master is the coffin

Chapter 486 Baby girl
I looked at the boss standing in the room, burning paper money one by one, and couldn't help but become more and more puzzled.

I only heard him laughing while burning, bowed to the little coffin, and said: "Coffin coffin, get promoted and get rich. Little guy, you must protect me."

Wushuang and I watched outside for a while.Finally I couldn't bear it anymore.Pushing the door and jumping in, he shouted, "Boss, what's going on with you?"

We shouted loudly.The boss was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

He leaned against a table and looked at us palely.When he found out that it was me and Wushuang who came in, he seemed relieved, and said, "So it was you, but I was scared to death. You don't sleep in the middle of the night, why are you running around?"

I pointed to the coffin on the table and asked, "What's going on?"

The boss rolled his eyes, obviously lying: "This is the Bodhisattva I invited. You know, those of us who do business can't do without burning incense and worshiping Buddha. Maybe someday we will lose money."

Wu Shuang shouted: "You are talking nonsense. Will the Bodhisattva be put in the coffin?"

I waved my hand: "What are you talking to him about? Let me see which one he sings."

I took a step forward, walked to the coffin, and stretched out my hand to open the coffin.

The boss quickly stopped me: "It can't be opened, it can't be opened, the dead can't see the sky twice, and it won't work if it is opened."

I put my hands on the coffin, looked at the boss, and said, "Dead?"

The boss looked a little flustered, and finally nodded, and said, "Thai, I got it from Thailand. It's a little ghost."

I shook my head: "You'd better tell the truth. With a small shop like yours, are you willing to hire a brat from Thailand?"

The boss sighed and said: "Okay, I admit it. This is a passenger who stayed with me, and then the child died, and she threw it directly at my place. When I was worrying, an old man taught me, Said that sealing the child's soul and body in this small coffin will protect me."

By this time my hand was already on top of the coffin.Through a thin layer of wood, if there is a ghost underneath, I can definitely feel it.But this time, I didn't feel anything.

Peerless knows what I'm doing.She asked, "Is there any kid?"

I shook my head: "No, I can't feel it."

The boss said: "Impossible. I saw it with my own eyes. There was a kid inside, and he was locked in this coffin together with the corpse."

I looked at the boss meaningfully: "Have you ever thought about why you can see the kid?"

The boss said calmly: "Didn't I tell you? I have yin and yang eyes, so what's so strange about seeing little ghosts?"

I sighed and muttered, "No wonder you didn't know you were dead."

The boss didn't hear what I said clearly, but got asked: "What do you mean? Who died? I know, this child is definitely dead."

Wushuang looked at the small coffin, and said, "Open it."

The boss was a little bit reluctant, he protected the coffin and said, "You can't see the sky twice, otherwise..."

Wushuang said coldly: "After death, the soul will go to the underworld and be reincarnated. You have acted against the heavens by trapping it here. Aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"

The boss shivered: "It's not that serious."

Wushuang sneered: "You can try."

Now, the boss didn't dare to say anything more, and let me open the coffin.

After opening the coffin, I glanced inside.There was actually a ghost inside.I looked and it was a baby girl.

But when I took a second look, I was stunned.

There was no corpse at all inside, but a paper man.

I quickly waved at Wushuang: "Come here, take a look."

Wushuang reached out and took out the paper figurine.Turning it over to look at it, while looking at it, he said: "The paper man? Who did it? This humane skill is not shallow, and he easily fooled the boss."

I glanced at the boss: "Yes, after his death, he is different from ordinary people. I can't see this kind of paper figurine anymore."

Suddenly, Wushuang let out an ah.Immediately afterwards, he leaned back and immediately fell backwards.

I quickly supported her, and saw that she was pale, her eyes were closed, and she had passed out.

I shook her anxiously: "What's going on? What's wrong with you?"

Wushuang didn't respond at all.

After all, our yelling disturbed Mrs. Zhang several times.They hurried over.See me holding Wushuang, but Wushuang is unconscious.All panicked.

Mrs. Zhang asked me anxiously: "What's going on? Why did you faint so well?"

I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely: "I don't know either. She was just talking when she suddenly passed out."

Mrs. Zhang saw that Wushou was still holding the paper figurine tightly.She took the paper man over and asked, "What is this?"

Mrs. Zhang looked at the paper figurine, and suddenly pointed to a line of characters on it and said, "Why is this date of birth so familiar? Is this my little granddaughter's?"

I quickly took it over and looked at it, and said, "Yes, that's right."

Immediately afterwards, I thought: "Could it be that the soul in the coffin is my daughter?"

I walked quickly to the side of the coffin to have a look, and was stunned.

No wonder, no wonder I can't feel a soul through the coffin.Inside the coffin, many spells were densely drawn.Locked the ghost inside.

Not only that, but the kid was nailed to the coffin with a mahogany wedge.

Cruel, really cruel.

At this time, Wushuang also woke up.She looked at us and asked anxiously: "Save her, save her quickly, can you save her?"

Zhang Yuan shook his head: "These peach wood wedges have already hurt her heart. As long as she moves, she will die. But if she doesn't move, she will stay in this coffin for the rest of her life."

Wushuang looked up to the sky and roared: "Wen Yu, you are so ruthless. So ruthless."

The ghost emissary comforted Wushuang: "Don't worry. This little baby may not be your daughter. I'll ask the boss later."

He walked up to the hotel owner fiercely, stared and asked, "Let me ask you, who left this child?"

The boss has long been intimidated by our posture.Seeing the ghost asking him, he quickly replied: "I don't know who it is. She doesn't have an ID card, she's a woman."

The ghost envoy asked again, "What does she look like?"

The boss thought about it and described it.When we heard this, our hearts were already cold.This woman is undoubtedly Wen Yu.

Zhang Yuan grabbed the boss by the collar and shouted: "You actually imprisoned her in this kind of coffin? Wen Yu taught you to do this?"

Apart from being afraid, the boss was also a little dazed. He said, "I don't know. I don't know anything. An old man taught me to do this, and he gave the coffin."

Mrs. Zhang looked at the coffin and said, "Forget it. This matter really has nothing to do with the boss. The inside of this coffin has been shut down. As long as the lid is closed, the soul will be pierced. It is a fluke that this child can live until now." gone."

Wushuang had lost her mind at this time, she grabbed me in a panic: "What should I do? What should I do? Save her."

Mrs. Zhang sighed, looked at the soul in the small coffin, and said, "Instead of letting her stay in this world to suffer, it is better to get rid of her. She is still young, and death is not too painful. What's more, with her appearance, she persists It won't be long, sooner or later you will die."

Wushuang shook his head again and again, and stretched out his arms to block in front of the coffin, trying to prevent Mrs. Zhang from approaching.

At this moment, the ghost emissary said, "Strange, where did the heart of death go? Shouldn't it be on this little baby?"

The word "ghost messenger" reminds us.Everyone knew that the little baby was controlled by the grand master back then, went to the stone room, relied on an immortal heart, and poached the eyes of the old Pluto.

That heart must have been in its chest at that time, otherwise, she would not have been able to hold on to the old Pluto.

But the baby girl lying in the coffin was in good condition, without that wound on her body.

Mrs. Zhang seemed to remember something, she walked over quickly, opened the baby girl's eyelids, and took a closer look at her eyeballs.

Then, she said to us in ecstasy: "This child is fake, this is not my granddaughter."

Then, she pointed to the baby's eyes: "They are ordinary eyes, they can't kill people at all."

After Mrs. Zhang said this, Wushuang and I finally felt relieved.Immediately afterwards, we became more worried about our children.

(End of this chapter)