Ghost Husband, Don't Stop

Standing at the entrance of the courtyard, I suddenly became speechless. I didn't know how to explain the situation to the two of them, and they didn't seem to notice the situation on my side. They directly walked in front of the two Daoists at the entrance.

The Grand Master and Second Martial Uncle both turned their heads to look at me. They both gave me a meaningful look, but didn't say anything. They merely ordered them to open the door and indicated to me that they could enter.

I originally intended to ask, but since I'm already here, I should head in first to see what's going on. Perhaps I've seen wrongly, but after walking a few steps, Mu Feng, who was by my side, pulled me back and said in a low voice, "Why don't we wait until Taoist Su comes back before we go in."

Although Mu Feng's voice was very soft, the Great Master still heard it. He turned his head and said to the two of us, "Third Junior Brother will be coming over in a while. We are not Souldraw so we just need to go in to take a look."

Hearing him say that, if I still didn't stop, then it wouldn't make sense. Mu Feng also felt a bit awkward and followed me over, and when we reached the entrance, the two cultivators guarding the door nodded at me. I still had that expressionless face, but I didn't want to say anything.

The inside of the yard looks to be about the same size as the yard I live in, and the way I dressed up is about the same as mine. It's just that the inside is overgrown with weeds, and it has not been cleaned for a long time, and there's a lock on the house.

The Grand Master took out the key from his body and walked over. The two Priests behind him didn't close the courtyard door immediately.

Mu Feng walked over and grabbed my hand, a heart piercing chill instantly blowing in my heart. This time, I did not let go of his hand, only then would I be able to maintain a little of my consciousness, and only then would I feel a little safe.

The moment the door was opened, an unpleasant smell of wetness instantly wafted out, along with the smell of rotting corpses. Could it be that the culprit had been dead for a long time? In that case, drawing the soul was a different method, but it would be very wicked. Even if my grandpa was still alive, he probably wouldn't do it.

Master and Second Martial Uncle seemed to not care about the smell in the room and immediately walked in. Mu Feng and I looked at each other and followed. At this moment, Mu Feng's gaze was deep and his brows were tightly knitted.

The room was messy, unlike the one I lived in. The room was a little larger, with a depressing atmosphere. In the middle of the room was a large red coffin.

I felt more and more that something was wrong, but the Grand Master and Second Martial Uncle didn't say anything. The bowl of rice was placed on top of the coffin, but it had dried up completely. On the dragon's spine, there was a red satin cloth with yellow talismans stuck on it.

Even a fool would be able to tell that there was something wrong with the corpse inside.

This time, I couldn't hold it in any longer, and said in a deep voice, "Masters, if the principals are inside the coffin, then I absolutely cannot conclude this kind of work. Our ancestors have taught that we can't draw souls of people who die violently or suddenly die, this is against the law of the underworld, privacy will come to us, and at that time, I won't be the only one to be affected."

Mu Feng did not know why, but after I said those words, he subconsciously grabbed my hand tightly, as if he was worried about something. Master and Second Martial Uncle, however, acted as though they did not hear what I had said and walked to the front of the coffin, muttering some words.

Did the two of them bring me here on purpose? What were they trying to do?

Mu Feng and I subconsciously retreated a few steps back and wanted to leave this place. However, just at this moment, the door to the room shut with a bang, but it seemed that the Great Master and Second Senior Martial Uncle hadn't done anything at all. Mu Feng and I turned our heads to look, but didn't see anyone else within the room.

I asked Mu Feng in a panic if he saw anything wrong. Mu Feng shook his head and said no, that's not right. If there really were ghosts or something like that, how could Mu Feng not see it?

And most importantly, I didn't see anything here. I didn't see any of the resentment I had previously, could it be that I was overthinking things?

While I was thinking about these things, the four bronze nails had already landed on the ground with a clang. The Grand Master and Second Martial Uncle both simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, a wind started to blow in the room. There was no sign of it happening, no one expected it, but it only lasted for a short period of time before disappearing.

Mu Feng turned his head and looked at me with a complicated expression in his eyes. Even if I didn't say anything, I could understand what he was thinking in his heart, there was obviously a fierce coffin here, but I didn't see any resentment, plus with the sudden door closing just now, I couldn't even see if Mu Feng saw anything, now there's only two possibilities, maybe I guessed wrong, there's nothing wrong with the owner of the coffin, but the possibility isn't high, or maybe the owner of the coffin didn't emit resentment, so normal people wouldn't be able to see it.

Just as Uncle Master had reached the dragon's spine and was about to remove the runes on it, a loud berating voice came from outside the courtyard. Before we could even react, the courtyard door was kicked open by someone, and Sect Leader Su's sword-like eyebrows coldly appeared at the entrance. The two Taoists wanted to continue to block him, but were each slapped by Dao Elder Su.

At this time, Dao Elder Su had already walked in and seemed to be extremely angry. When he arrived at the door, he kicked the door open without a care, and said in a deep voice, "Two Senior Brothers, I think we should discuss this matter further and disturb my junior brother's soul. If you want to take it back, then it will be difficult."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the nail on the ground, and his eyes became even more profound. He then sighed and said, "You are finally going to reach the dragon bone."