There’s an Evil Spirit Here

Chapter 864: Something Touching Me

This is a tomb for two people.

A tomb is reserved for the grandfather of the Zheng family.

Another tomb is reserved for his wife.

Before the crying gang had a shock, Grandpa Zheng was not dead, so there was only one coffin in the tomb.

But now the calm of the tomb was broken. The tomb that was supposed to be sealed by bricks and stones was violently destroyed by people at this moment, and the fragments of bricks and stones were scattered to the ground.

Although it was cleaned up by future generations, some messy traces could still be seen.

At this time, the tomb was dark, and the dark tomb gave a gloomy feeling, as if in the invisible dark tomb, a pair of ghost eyes filled with hatred.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect. It seems to smell an unpleasant smell, floating out of the dark tomb.

The way to lift the coffin is not complicated.

The man entered the tomb and tied a strong hemp rope, and then the four of them could lift it out together. After lifting the coffin, he was directly buried in the Liu Jiazu burial ground. There should not be a coffin landing on the way.

The casket fell to the ground, indicating unwillingness.

It's easy to blame.

For example, suddenly the coffin sinks, or the rope breaks suddenly.

Fang Zheng relied on the day trip to make the big guy present, anyway the sky fell down and there was a tall man standing, but he looked relaxed.

The expression on Xuan Ling's face did not change.

On the contrary, the expressions of the young and middle-aged women who pretended to be mothers and sons changed, and they tried to open their mouths to Xuan Ling several times. They seemed to regret that they did not want to enter the tomb to lift the coffin.

Founder's eyes were thoughtful.

The pair of fake mothers and children must know something.

Otherwise it is impossible to be so scrupulous.

Those who can follow the Japanese tour entourage will naturally not be ordinary people.

Bringing ordinary people into the danger zone, the day traveler is too cheap.

The presence of a Japanese travel ambassador can also make these two people so scrupulous. It seems that this lifting of the coffin is by no means a simple errand ... Founder thought of this and felt a little depressed in his heart.

Originally he just wanted to concentrate.

Then Gou planted a grass on the head of the Japanese tour leader, named "Leek No.5", and concentrated on his wool.

But who can think of impermanence.

He just wanted to plant grass on his front foot, and his back foot was passively involved in lifting the coffin.

Before entering the tomb, a feng shui man in charge of the principal handed out three incense sticks to the four people carrying the coffin.

"Before lifting the coffin, insert the thread incense in your hand into the gap of the coffin cover. When lifting the coffin, pay attention to the burning process of the incense in time to prevent the burning of two lengths and one length or two lengths and one length."

Mr. Feng Shui, who presided over the ceremony, solemnly said.

The pair of fake mothers and sons looked miserable and looked at the Xuan Ling real person who was holding them by their eyes, afraid to run away.

It looks like they are scared and scared.

Not like a companion at all.

More and more like being coerced ... Hostage?

The pair of fake mothers and children seem to have known in advance, but the point is that Founder doesn't know yet.

So he asked curiously: "If we really want to burn two long and one short, or two short and one long, what should we do?"

But after Mr. Fengshui finished speaking, he said no more.

Founder didn't even ask a few times, but had to give up.

In the tomb that was cut open, a dark piece of paint seemed to distort the light from the outside. The light was dim, and only the outlines of some bricks and stones and the outlines of the two coffins could be blurred.

The two coffins are easy to distinguish.

The rot is bad.

One bite is still brand new, it is not long before the burial. Stretching his hands in the dark, he could still feel a layer of greasy things. Founder was thinking about some yellow mud that the Liu family's daughter-in-law's coffin was moved into the tomb.

The road in the mountains is not so good.

What's more, it was muddy dirt roads decades ago.

The space in the tomb is narrow. It is difficult for people to straighten up. The space is depressed, and the air is turbid and does not circulate. In short, there is a strange smell in the tomb.

"Wait to lift the coffin, if you encounter anything, remember to say it, and cooperate with me to find the empress lady hidden in Duantou Village, the two of you still have the opportunity to make up for it."

"If you have any crooked thoughts, you still want to glimpse the blood of the empress lady, it's a pity to die!"

Xuan Ling real person is in the dark, not blind at all.

His cold voice was addressed to the young and middle-aged women.

In the tomb with a strange smell in the darkness, Founder's eyes showed such a sudden look.

The two were really the waves of people who had a glimpse of Zhang Zuoren's body.

Now these waves of people have been wiped out.

The Japanese ambassador is a strategic nuclear weapon for every country, and using nuclear weapons to fight mosquitoes is more than enough.

If it weren't for this time, it would be unusual, and it would never be alarmed by a Japanese travel agent.

Xuan Ling real man had just finished speaking, and then looked at Fangzheng in a speechless manner. Fangzheng's hand was swaying in front of his eyes, making him dizzy.

"What are you doing."

"Real person, it turns out your eyes are not blind at all." Founder was a little surprised.

He thought that the blind man in front of him had discovered him as soon as he entered the village. It was because of the sensitive five senses of the Japanese tour to perceive his breath.

It turned out he could see it.

"I'm just blind, not blind."

"I know this sentence, I'm willing to pretend to be stupid but I'm not blind." Founder made an epiphany expression with a boxing palm.

Unfortunately, nothing can be seen clearly in the darkness.

I can only hear the clear voice of Fang Zheng's palm.

Xuan Ling Real Man: "..."

Why did this word come to Fangzheng's mouth, nothing was forced.

Vulgar.

vulgar.

"Real person, is this empress lady really the daughter of the reincarnated Tang Seng?"

"Tang Seng?"

"If it is not female Tang monk meat, why do so many people want to grab the emperor's meat?"

Xuan Ling Real Man: "..."

This is his second speechless.

"No! The empress lady is the empress lady, and the Tang monk is the Tang monk." Xuan Ling said dejectedly.

He was afraid that Fang Zheng still asked strange questions, and quickly said: "This line of incense has burned to half, and nothing happened. Let's first lift the coffin of Liu's wife and grandson."

"Only by drawing out the empress lady who has been hiding, I can completely solve this decapitated village."

The black, dark, tomb with a strange smell of turbid air began to sound a sound of learning.

That was the sound of tying the rope and preparing to lift the coffin.

Squeak ...

The moaning of the teeth in the sickbed of the old man, the heavy coffin, began to slowly leave the ground.

In the dark ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ four living people, ready to carry the coffin out of the tomb.

But the young man who had just taken a step forward, suddenly groaned in the dark, dark tomb.

"how?"

"Something touched me just now, as if it were a woman's hand ..."

"Where did you touch you?"

The young man supported me for a while: "Touched me below ..."

Founder was shocked: "The female coffin man in the coffin? Did the wife Liu Mingyi lying in the coffin touch you? Sure enough, the woman was thirty like a wolf and forty like a tiger ... but it may also be touched by the forefathers of the Zheng family ..."

Xuan Ling real person in the dark: "..."

youth:"……"

Innocent middle-aged woman lying on the gun: "..."

(End of this chapter)