Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Fortunately, not far from the front, through these tables, the front space is spacious again.

Inside is a coffin. In front of the coffin is a futon, which is used for kneeling when people incense.

"Well, shall we also go to shangzhuxiang?" Song Yue asked in a low voice.

He didn't dare to ask Rong Shen, so he looked at Cheng Xiu and asked.

Cheng Xiu looked at him with a smile.

Song Yue shut up and stopped asking.

Rong Shen squinted and looked at the coffin. He suddenly asked, "Song Yue, do you think that coffin is very familiar?"

"Eh?" Song Yue was suddenly named. He was so surprised and happy. He ran forward and looked at the coffin carefully. At this, his face was uncertain.

"This Didn't I ask the bodyguard to take out the coffin? No Song Yue denied himself: "in this whole village, only Erdong's family can make coffins. The coffins in this village must come from her family. It's not strange that they look the same."

"Is it?" With a slight smile, Rong Shen raised her chin toward the coffin facing her and said, "look carefully again."

Song Yue followed the direction she pointed to and was about to get close to take a closer look. As a result, as soon as he got closer, he suddenly had an extra hand on his shoulder.

"Why are you such a rude stranger?" A shrill voice suddenly sounded in my ear.

Song Yue was startled. He turned his head and saw the hand on his shoulder. He thought of Rong Shen's saying not to touch things here. He automatically replaced the people here. As a result, when he saw that he had a hand on his shoulder, his hair stood up.

"Let me go!" Song Yue yelled. He stepped back a few steps and stared at the villager with a look of horror. He only felt that the shoulder he had just touched had lost consciousness.

Looking at Song Yue's reaction, Rong Shen felt speechless.

"Why do you react so much?" Cheng Xiu asked.

Song Yue pointed to Rong Shen and then to the villager. He kept repeating: "I I don't know Song Yue felt a little miserable. He wanted to cry.

But a man can't cry at all!

Song Yue stifled it, but when he glanced at a person not far away, he suddenly got excited again.

"Erdong!" As soon as he yelled out, he thought of what had happened before, and all of a sudden he was red and congested from his neck to the tip of his ear.

Rong Shen slightly picked his eyebrows, glanced at the girl not far away and said, "do you know him?"

"Ang My coffin was moved out of her house She She's what I just said about erdon As soon as he finished, song Yue suddenly realized something. His face changed. He strode up to Erdong, looked around, looked down at Erdong, and said in a low voice, "it's dangerous here. Go back quickly!"

"I've been here so long, and I know better than you about the danger." Erdong raised his eyes and looked at him with a light look. Suddenly he frowned a little and said, "it's you. I just want to be disrespectful to the dead. I advise you to leave here quickly, otherwise the family of the dead will come, and you can't leave if you want to."

With that, Erdong paused for a moment. There was a flash of disgust in her eyes. She whispered, "those guys are very difficult."

Song Yue was stunned and looked up to one side. He didn't dare to look at Er Dong's eyes, but his ears were more red.

He stammered: "thank you Thank you for your concern, but I'm very powerful. I'm not afraid of any difficulty. It's you. "