Bureau Seat, What Happened in 1999 Can't Be Hidden

　　"jingle……"

　　"clang……"

　　"jingle……"

　　The big man, who was originally in high interest, was stunned for a moment, and looked at the empty street in astonishment.

　　The brother who punched the other side was already very drunk, he shook the big man and said drunkenly:

　　"You boy lost, drink!"

　　However, the big man pushed the opponent's hand away and asked suspiciously:

　　"Didn't you hear anything?"

　　"There's no sound, don't be rude, you kid, drink!"

　　The big man laughed suddenly, and he thought he had heard it wrong, and picked up the wine glass:

　　"Okay, I'll punish myself for a cup."

　　"clang……"

　　"jingle……"

　　However, as soon as the wine glass reached his mouth, the big man was stunned again. He did hear the sound, and immediately put down the wine glass and stood up, looking for the source of the sound.

　　A few friends who were seated with the big man immediately began to laugh at the big man:

　　"You can't drink anymore, do you want to escape?"

　　"Look at you like this, if you can't drink it, just admit it."

　　The coaxing voices of the brothers entered the big man's ears, making him a little annoyed.

　　It was all to blame for that strange voice. The big man who didn't believe in evil had to find the source of the voice.

　　".~clang..."

　　"jingle……"

　　The voice was obviously closer, and the big man found that the others finally reacted, and looked around in confusion.

　　"Where did the voice come from?"

　　However, there was no response to this question, and everyone looked at the street in an extremely tacit understanding at this time.

　　The barbecue master holding the skewer in his hand was stunned as if time had frozen at this moment.

　　I saw that in the thick night, several figures were slowly walking towards the crowd.

　　"clang……"

　　The person at the front was carrying a knife and beating a gong, with a sharp and melodious voice.

　　The person behind him is holding a bell and tossing it regularly:

　　"jingle……"

　　What surprised a few people the most was that they brought a sky full of paper money along with them.

　　A young man who looked like a Taoist was looking up at the sky and spilled a handful of paper money.

　　This scene made many people shudder uncontrollably, this scene is really a bit too scary.

　　In the middle of the night, the gongs and bells were thrown and paper money was thrown, which made everyone at the barbecue stall feel very puzzled.

　　"clang……"

　　The sound of the gong woke up a lot of people who were already asleep, and people opened the windows one after another, looking down sleepily.

　　But when I saw this scene, I suddenly woke up.

　　"Husband, what's the matter, what are these people doing?"

　　In front of a window, young couples who just got married are leaning against each other.

　　"I don't know. Could it be that this is the way the Yin Soldiers borrowed the way?"

　　The man was stunned, looking at this bizarre scene, feeling unbelievable.

　　The sound of bells came from time to time, and the people looking down on the window soon found that the figures among those people seemed to be very stiff.

　　Every time the bell rings, they will move forward in unison, no, they are jumping forward...

　　This bizarre scene is puzzling, making it even harder to fall asleep.

　　……

　　People watching in front of the window are okay, after all, there is a certain distance, and their hearts will be more stable.

　　But for the few people sitting at the BBQ stand, the scene (well done) was a little fidgety.

　　"jingle……"

　　As these figures got closer and closer, after the bell rang, several people heard a very strange sound.

　　"A sound of gongs and drums shakes the four directions, and the ghosts and ghosts retreat and don't suffer..."

　　"A piece of paper money leads to the yin road, don't panic when the Yangren retreat..."

　　The tone of the voice is so strange that the person who listens to it gets goosebumps.

　　The hoarse voice cut through the silence of the night, adding a strange atmosphere to the already deserted street.

　　Everyone was in the mood to eat and drink, watching this scene and discussing in a low voice.

　　"What's the situation? What are these people doing?"

　　"How about filming?"

　　"No, I didn't see any cameras."

　　"Place..."

　　The people who were discussing suddenly heard a slightly old voice, and immediately looked for it, but found that it was an old man sitting at a table, ordering some skewers, and drinking suffocating wine.

　　The old man's cloudy eyes looked up at everyone:

　　"Don't talk, the gong is the gong to open the way, the bell is the bell to guide the way, the paper money is the money to buy the way, the accent is the yin and yang accent, this is the master of walking..."

　　"Master walker?"

　　The drunk big man asked in a daze:

　　"What is a walking master tile?"

　　The old man slowly picked up a glass of wine and took a sip:

　　"Master walking foot is to chase away corpses."

　　This old man has been doing funerals for generations, so he knows a little about these things.

　　But even the old man didn't think of it himself, just listened to it as a story, it actually happened in reality, and saw it with his own eyes.

　　silence……

　　The whole barbecue stall fell into silence.

　　A few people were nervous, and when they looked at the strange crowd, they suddenly found clues...

Chapter 67

　　Chapter [-]: The hospital frightened at midnight

　　The figures in the middle of them were stiff all over, with their arms raised, jumping step by step to the rhythm of the bell.

　　Every step is touching everyone's heartstrings.

　　It's really a corpse...

　　However, although most people were shocked by this scene, they didn't dare to make a sound, and their curiosity and fear lingered in their hearts, but there were still a few people who didn't care, thinking that it was just a show.

　　"Cut, what is the age of chasing corpses, and you still believe this?"

　　The big man who had just drank a lot of wine was unhappy at being teased by his friends because of the sound of the gong, and now seeing this scene, he is even more displeased.

　　"What are the corpses, I want to see, what kind of bird people are these!"

　　Saying that, the drunkard ignored his friend's obstruction and went straight to Zhao Yi and his party.

　　But the moment the drunk man approached Zhao Yi's side, he woke up most of the time.

　　It wasn't because of fear, but at the moment when the drunk man approached Zhao Yi, the temperature around him suddenly dropped.

　　But even so, the drunk man still didn't mean to go back. After all, he had already said the big words just now. Isn't it shameful to turn around and go back now?

　　"Hey, you gang of birdmen, who don't sleep most of the night, are you doing performance art here?"

　　The drunk man crossed his hips and shouted at Zhao Yi with a blushing face.

　　Zhang Qilin's peripheral vision immediately locked the drunk man, but because Zhao Yi had said that once the gong rang, he should not stop unless he reached the destination.

　　Therefore, Zhang Qilin could only suppress the impulse in his heart, continue to look forward, and beat the gong.

　　Wang Ye saw it in his eyes, but he didn't pay attention. As always, he moved forward and kept throwing paper money, as if he couldn't see this strong man at all.

　　Zhao Yi just glanced at the drunk man lightly and ignored it. Although the drunk man was blocking the road, Zhao Yi did not intend to change his direction at all, and walked over to meet the drunk man.

　　"A sound of gongs and drums shakes the four directions, and the ghosts and ghosts retreat and don't suffer..."

　　"A piece of paper money leads to the yin road, don't panic when the Yangren retreat..."

　　The yin and yang accent is melodious and melodious, and there is a bit of fascination in the strangeness.

　　Seeing that no one took care of him at all, the drunk man suddenly felt that he couldn't hold back his face, and felt very angry.

　　"Hey, you group of birdmen, pretending to be ghosts!"

　　Saying that, the drunk man stretched out his hand, obviously wanting to push Zhao 103yi who had come before him.

　　"Crack!"

　　Zhao Yi didn't change his face, the bell in his hand kept an even rhythm, and the drunkard's hand stretched out, he didn't have any intention of dodging.