Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Song Yue is tall and tall, so that he can see more clearly. When he just glanced past, he recognized what the figure was.

Lantern!

It's the lantern in the coffin beside the masked head!

After swallowing his saliva, song Yue quickly ran in, ran to the other side of Rongshen, and asked in a voice: "sister Rong, there is a lantern on that plaque, too. Do you see it? Is there something strange about it? "

Song Yue asked two questions at one go.

Can tolerate deep just side head to see him one eye, the eyes have no what fluctuation.

But song Yue immediately lost his voice.

"You speak louder." Cheng Xiu had no choice but to make a sound.

"Ah?" Song Yue looks up at Cheng Xiu, and then looks aside with Cheng Xiu's eyes. His face suddenly tightens.

He just asked those words, let the people in the ancestral hall courtyard cast their eyes over him, fixed looking at him, there is no fluctuation, but appears dead.

It makes one's heart bristle.

Song Yue swallowed his saliva, shaking his voice, and then choked a word out.

"Why What shall we do? "

Song Yue lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that those people would rush to do something terrible if they were disturbed.

It's very encouraging.

Song and Yue both saw deep disdain in their calm and deep eyes.

Some of him wanted to cry without tears, so he could only look at Cheng Xiu for help.

Cheng Xiu sighed and said with a smile, "it's OK. Let's go."

When he finished, Rongshen took back his eyes, answered, and went to the ancestral hall with Cheng Xiu.

The ancestral hall itself is not big, and the courtyard is not big. At the moment, there are two tables in the courtyard. There are men, women, old and young sitting around the tables. When they come in, these people are starting to eat.

There are also villagers carrying vegetables from table to table.

There are two tables in the courtyard outside and five or six tables in the ancestral hall. The scene is similar to that outside.

"Alas! Be careful Carrying a wooden tray with three bowls of pig's feet on it, the villagers were almost hit by song Yue and cried out.

Song Yue tried not to offend the villagers now, apologized and even said, "I'll help you."

"No!" The villager suddenly raised his voice and sidestepped away from Song Yue's hand.

Song Yue stretched out his hand and stood awkwardly in the same place, but the villagers walked away with a tray and didn't look at him.

"Well He didn't want my help himself... " The more song touched his nose, the more careful he was.

Rong gave him a deep glance and said, "you'd better not touch the things here."

"Well?" Song Yue was stunned. He opened his mouth and asked why. He could see that Rong Shen took back his eyes and looked at others. When he got to his mouth, he swallowed it again.

Shut your mouth and follow.

The ancestral hall is not big. After the tables are placed inside, it seems crowded. Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu are already walking one after another. When they meet the villagers who are delivering vegetables, they have to move aside to let them pass.

Song Yue is a big man, and he remembers that Rong Shen said it's better not to touch things here, so he is even more frustrated. He wants to ask what Rong Shen is looking for and when he can leave, but he doesn't dare to ask.

You can only look at Cheng Xiu. He's tall, but he doesn't look as strong as he is.

But in this way, Cheng Xiu can handle it easily.

Song Yue is a little jealous.

If If only he were a little thinner, too.