The funeral parlor in the eastern suburb of Jianghai city.

Next to the funeral home is the crematorium, with a ninety-nine meter high chimney. On weekdays, the smoke that has melted the corpse comes out.

There are two rows of willows several meters high planted in the funeral home. The willow branches are constantly swaying from side to side as if they were women's long hair.

The funeral parlor, which usually has a lot of people and cries, is very quiet at this time. There is a seal on the gate. Because of the corpse throwing incident, it is temporarily closed, but there are still some old men who play watch shifts.

There was a dark cloud floating over the funeral parlour. Even in the daytime, the area of the funeral parlor and crematorium was gloomy and had a feeling of awe.

An old man, with a bottle of Erguotou in his hand, walked in the corridor of the funeral parlor, looking at the mortuary one by one.

"Ah It's really strange that some people steal the face corpse. It's just a smelly skin bag. I know you're still here. Don't worry, I'll take you on the road. "

And then he continued to walk towards the end of each of the old men's hands in the hall.

Zlazra ~!

The overhead light is flashing constantly. If it is in other places, it may be that the electricity is unstable, but no one can tell what is going on here.

The old man did not seem to be afraid at all. He waddled through the funeral home and then walked towards the crematorium.

There is an immortal Pavilion in the crematorium, which is said to be the immortal Pavilion. In fact, it is the place where the unclaimed urn is placed.

The ashes in these caskets are unclaimed corpses. If they are stored for a long time, they will be sparked by the government. After activation, they will be placed in the immortal Pavilion for storage.

The old man came to the immortal Pavilion, took a chair and sat down. Looking at the portraits of the dead on the wall, he murmured to himself with his eyes slightly narrowed.

The words in my mouth seemed to be scriptures, but they didn't seem to be understood by ordinary people. After a period of time, I suddenly saw that the eyes of the portraits hanging on the wall were flashing red and bright.

This is the old man standing up and walking back and forth in front of the statue with his hands on his back. He stops from time to time and continues walking after a moment, as if he is listening to something. From time to time, the old man will say a few words inexplicably.

"Oh, good, good What, is it? Hey, I'll help you... "

Finally, the old man went back to his chair and sat down. Looking at the portrait on the wall, he said, "I will help you with all the things you say you can do, but you don't say anything about what I want to know. Do me a favor and think about what happened at that time. Who is the thief?"

At this time, the eyes of the statue on the wall began to flash.

"What, you don't know?" The old man laughed and then said, "do you really don't know, or dare not say?"

As soon as the old man's voice fell, all of a sudden, green and blue lights flew out of the statue, came to the old man's side, revolved around the old man, and then flew back to the statue and disappeared.

"You mean, at that time, someone laid a border and sealed you up. They did a good job to avoid people, even ghosts

With that, the old man turned and took the chair and walked towards the immortal Pavilion.

At this time, outside the gate, a jeep stopped, Li Xiangyang got out of the car, closed the door, turned and walked into the funeral home.

"It's really a funeral parlor. It's the last stop of my life. It's very shady here. It's interesting." While walking, Li Xiangyang said with a smile.

When I came to the door of the funeral home, I saw that although there was a seal on the door, there was a sign that the seal had been untied, and even they were not locked.

Looking around, there is a gate over there, which is linked to the crematorium.

"Xiao He, you can help me to have a look over there."

With that, Li Xiangyang pushed open the door of the funeral home and walked in.

Li Xiangyang's nose sniffed in the corridor, frowned and said, "good to make the wine taste."

Looking at the ground, there are still some traces of no clean wine.

Li Xiangyang turned around and walked into a morgue. He reached out to open the freezer where the corpse was refrigerated. However, it was empty inside, and then several were still empty.

Li Xiangyang walked several morgues in a row, and all the refrigerated cabinets inside were empty.

"Ah ~!"

Suddenly at this time, a shrill scream came from the direction of the crematorium. Li Xiangyang was shocked, "Xiao He."

Thinking of Xiao He, Li Xiangyang immediately turned and rushed out of the funeral parlor and rushed towards the crematorium.

Entering the funeral hall of the crematorium, Zhang Xiaohe is fighting with an old man.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohe's long hair was fluttering in disorder. His hands and ten fingers were all red nails with a length of more than ten centimeters. His face was ferocious and fierce.

Li Xiangyang was surprised. He knew that Zhang Xiaohe had been trained as a ghost mother, and his strength was several times stronger than ordinary evil spirits. However, it must not be an ordinary person to force Zhang Xiaohe into such a person at this time.Looking around, I saw an old man who looked like he was going to be 60 or 70 years old. He was drawing a spell on the ground with a peach stick in his hand.

After seeing Li Xiangyang who suddenly appeared at the gate, the old man was stunned, and then he called out: "who let you in, get out of here."

It can be seen that Li Xiangyang saw the ghost Zhang Xiaohe, but his face didn't change in the slightest fear. The old man was stunned and stared at him and asked, "who are you?"

At this time, Li Xiangyang glared and became angry. After a few strides, he rushed to the old man and took advantage of the other party's carelessness to fly out.

Boom!

The old man was directly kicked by Li Xiangyang and flew out, but he didn't expect that the old man was very resistant to fight. In this heavy front kick, the old man just stepped back a dozen steps, but nothing happened.

"Hum, you dare to beat my ghost girl and ask me who I am. The little old man's skill is not shallow. What are you doing here?" Li Xiangyang snorted angrily and asked.

"Your ghost?" After hearing Li Xiangyang's words, the old man was stunned, then glared at Li Xiangyang and said in a cruel voice: "it turned out to be a demon. This female ghost has powerful magic power and is extremely vicious. You must have used the blood essence of hundreds of people to refine her. It seems that you can't get rid of the body theft here."

"Fart, I'm a respectable and decent man. If you dare to say that I'm evil, I'll take you as an old man today."

The voice just fell, Li Xiangyang legs fierce force, the body instantly soared into the air, toward the old man.

See this old man immediately backward a step, fierce a leg toward Li Xiangyang fly kick a foot.

Li Xiangyang couldn't dodge because he was in the air. This foot was right in the chest and kicked Li Xiangyang out directly.

After rolling around on the ground, Li Xiangyang immediately got up, covered his chest with his hands, clenched his teeth and said in a cold voice, "old man, it's still a little strong."

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