The black-faced dolls behind them put the coffin on top of their heads again.

Walking and dancing, bells jingle under your feet, and a nursery rhyme is sung in your mouth, echoing in the mountains and forests.

"The daughter-in-law is crying, the baby is making trouble, there is a bag of rat poison in the noodles, the baby is crying and calling grandma, the mother is screaming in the firewood house, the sun is gone, the moon is gone, the grandma is laughing in the firewood house, baby don't cry, baby don't make trouble, Grandma will give you noodles..."

This nursery rhyme is accompanied by the sound of bells, which makes people feel more panicked the more they listen to it.

Zhao Ke listened carefully and felt the needles pricking his back. He looked back at the coffin from time to time, thinking about how Wang Mazi would be bent over by the ghost in the picture he depicted.

Is it because of Li Gui, or because of Wang Mazi himself.

Zhao Ke was thinking about it.

The surrounding vegetation gradually blurred, and when Zhao Ke came back to his senses, he found himself in front of a moving house.

Take a closer look.

Zhao Ke's heart skipped a beat suddenly.

Isn't this the Yizhuang?

I remember when the crack opened, they stood outside and could see clearly that behind the crack was a dilapidated Yizhuang.

Immediately afterwards, he was dragged in by a pair of bloody hands.

Unexpectedly, I would actually see this Yizhuang here.

It seems that this Yizhuang is the stronghold of this ghost.

Before Zhao Ke understood what happened.

I saw the ghosts closing the gate of Yizhuang.

Turning around, he grinned at Zhao Ke: "Little master, it's almost dawn, it's not early, you should go to bed early, look, the guest room is ready for you."

When the ghost said this, he pointed with his hand, and it turned out to be a coffin in the corner.

The coffin was old and worn out. When the watchman knocked on it with his hand, three or four big rats came out of the hole under the coffin.

Looking in front of him, there was a coffin full of rat feces.

Zhao Ke really didn't want to lie down in it, so he found an excuse casually, and said to the side: "Hehe, I'm not sleepy, you guys rest first, I just tidy up my things, and I will cook for the king when it's night." .”

Da Genggui thought about it, nodded without forcing it, and just whispered in Zhao Ke's ear: "Then you must never go out, and don't open the door if anyone knocks."

It's ridiculous to say that it's more ghostly.

If it were another person, I wish you could sleep in the coffin with your front feet, and I would open the door and run with your back feet.

It's just that Zhao Ke saw that what Da Genggui said was so serious, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and asked curiously, "Why?"

"Humph!"

Da Genggui smiled, his red face showed a bit of ferocity, and whispered in Zhao Ke's ear: "Because... there are ghosts outside the door!"

Chapter 829 The ghost knocks on the door

"Ghost??"

Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment, staring at Da Genggui, thinking: "Aren't you a ghost?"

Seemingly seeing the doubts on Zhao Ke's face, Da Genggui didn't explain it, and patted Zhao Ke on the shoulder: "If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself, but if you go far, don't be scared to death!"

After finishing speaking, the watchdog ignored Zhao Ke, and it was almost dawn outside, when the watchdog casually found a coffin and lay down in it.

As for those black-faced ghost dolls, they have long since disappeared.

Zhao Ke hadn't thought about the meaning of beating ghosts, but in the blink of an eye, he saw a gleam of light gradually cast from the night outside.

The sky was bright, but a thin white mist began to fill the air, as if it was going to cover the whole Yizhuang with a layer of white gauze.

The whole Yizhuang fell silent for a while.

Looking at the neat rows of coffins in Yizhuang.

Zhao Ke could not help but look at the black coffin.

Step carefully to the black coffin, and tap it twice.

"Bang bang!" It was obviously a wooden coffin, but when knocked on it, it looked like a stone.

Zhao Ke surrounded the coffin and looked at it carefully for a moment.

Looking at the patterns carved on the coffin, I couldn't help thinking, what would happen if I set a fire at this time and burned the Yizhuang, including the coffin?

Just this thought, Zhao Ke thought about it for a while, and then simply gave up this thought.

Not because of Wang Mazi.

One yard is one yard, and Zhao Ke didn't care about Wang Mazi's life or death. He taught himself that he owed him a favor.

It's just that the two of them have a friendship, and he wants to kill the ghost attached to Wang Mazi.

Wang Mazi was saved as soon as he could.

But if you can't save it, you can't put your life in it.

It's just that Zhao Ke felt that if it was really that simple, even if he possessed Wang Mazi and beat Genggui, he was so stupid that he didn't have a brain when he went out, he couldn't just throw himself here.

So the only thing that can be explained is that ghosts like Wang Mazi don't care what Zhao Ke does.

He didn't even care if Zhao Ke opened the door and escaped while they were sleeping.

It's not clear why ghosts like Wang Mazi have such support.

But Zhao Ke didn't want to stay in a daze like this.

After thinking about it, Zhao Ke took out the prepared dry food and water from the storage ring, and first ate and drank enough.

After all, after tossing all night, I didn't drink a drop of water.

His stomach was already gurgling with hunger.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhao Ke was not in a hurry to leave, and took a look at Yizhuang.

It is said to be Yizhuang, but it is actually more like an old house that has been half demolished.

This is a compound with three entrances.

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