Sky coffin

As for the location of the tomb, only Painted Skin Ghost knows.

I guess Painted Skin Ghost will find me tonight.

The time soon reached ten o'clock in the evening.

Mr. Wu and others had gone back to their rooms to rest, but I was sitting in the coffin shop waiting for Painted Skin Ghost to arrive.

At about eleven o'clock, there was a dull knock on the door.

The rhythm of the knocking on the door, three short and one long, must not be a living person.

I stood up, came to the door, and reached out to open the door of the coffin shop.

The bright moon is like water, and the stars in the night sky illuminate the funeral street brightly.

The second uncle stood quietly in front of the coffin shop.

No, I shouldn’t say it’s my second uncle, I should say Painted Skin Ghost.

When the Painted Skin Ghost saw me appearing, he grinned and asked, "My dear nephew, how are things going?"

I nodded, listening to his tone, I felt angry for no reason.

Painted Skin Ghost said this with the face of my second uncle.

I wish I could tear apart his hypocritical disguise right now, but I can't do that.

Once the skin is broken, the plan will be in vain.

Painted Skin Ghost's face lit up and he laughed and said: "As expected of my good nephew! Now that the matter has been resolved, let's set off tomorrow night."

This sentence is exactly what I mean.

I asked: "Second uncle, where are we going?"

Painted Skin Ghost smiled and said in a mysterious manner: "You will know tomorrow night."

It seems that Painted Skin Ghost is not going to tell me where he is buried.

However, this in itself was expected.

"Okay, uncle, let's see you tomorrow."

Painted Skin Ghost nodded, then turned and left.

Watching the Painted Skin Ghost leave, my heart becomes heavier and heavier. Tomorrow night's trip will definitely be extremely dangerous.

I went back to my room and couldn't sleep for a long time.

What I have to face tomorrow is not only Painted Skin Ghost, but also Mr. Pan.

The biggest threat to me is the evil star source.

no!

I need to find another helper!

I immediately thought of Ruohong.

Ruohong is excellent both in character and skill.

The most important thing is that there is an invisible tacit understanding between me and her.

It often only takes one look to understand the other person's meaning.

If she could help, that would be great.

Thinking of this, I decided to go find Ruohong tomorrow and ask her if she could go with me.

The next day.

I came to the theater, and just as I was about to open the theater door, I heard the sound of singing opera coming from the courtyard.

The singing voice is sometimes melodious, sometimes melodious, round and round, with a lingering sound. It is truly the best song in the world.

I pushed open the theater door and walked in.

On the stage, Ruohong was dressed in red and dancing to her own drama.

Her movements are as light as a flying swallow, and her every frown and smile are so perfect and beautiful.

Ruohong didn't notice my arrival. Instead, she devoted herself wholeheartedly to singing.

After the play ended, Ruohong came to a gorgeous end. She got off the stage, came to me, and asked, "Did it look good?"

I was slightly startled. It turned out that Ruohong had known about my arrival for a long time, but she just didn't stop.

"nice."

Ruohong smiled slightly and asked: "Do you want to watch a performance? This time it will be just for you alone?"

I nodded repeatedly. To be honest, watching Ruohong sing is really a wonderful thing.

After hearing this, Ruohong rolled her eyes and said, "I thought it was quite beautiful! I, Ruohong, once swore that only one person could watch me dance solo!"

I couldn't help but ask: "Who?"

Ruo Hongqiong's nose twitched slightly and she hummed, "Of course he is my future husband!"