You continue to roll! I'm going to learn to catch ghosts

Ten minutes passed, and Hu Bayi knew that the real boss was often the last to appear.

Sure enough, Mr. Huang, Mr. Zhou, and the mayor got out of a car.

These people were all within his expectations.

However, the last person surprised him.

A ghostly figure appeared next to the three of them. It was Tang Xiangchen from Tangji Trading Company.

The ghost waiting outside could not be seen, but Hu Bayi, a heavenly master, saw the ghost businessman at a glance.

The two looked at each other without saying anything, and the three bosses walked to the door.

They all took it out as gifts, and according to the rules, Hu Bayi personally brought white gauze to them.

As the three top Xiangbei City bosses entered the funeral, those watching behind were a little ready to move.

Everyone took out the gifts they had prepared and entered the funeral site one by one.

They all said hello to people they knew well, and then stood together.

On the side, Tang Xiangchen didn't care about the future direction of Xiangbei City, and turned into a ghost and rushed to the side of the black coffin.

He wanted to confirm whether Mu Jiu was dead or not.

As soon as they arrived at the coffin, an invisible force blocked the atmosphere inside the coffin, making it impossible to feel whether there was a corpse inside.

This naturally comes from Mr. Weng’s contribution.

Just as he was about to open the coffin lid, a golden light shot out.

Tang Xiangchen felt the dangerous aura and immediately hid.

"Hmph! Mu Jiu, what on earth are you doing?"

The funeral had already begun, and Hu Bayi and Makino were in the center, skimming the list of people who had come to attend the funeral.

The sounds of suonas, gongs, drums, and trumpets continued to expand.

Everyone who came to attend the funeral was filled with a bit of sadness.

After the opening ceremony, many people were already ready to move.

Now is the most important step, to look at the face of the deceased.

Those who are hostile to Mu Jiu wish they could have gone through this process earlier.

Only after he died, everything in Xiangbei City returned to the hands of the Huang and Zhou families.

Soon, the lid of Hu Bayi's coffin was opened, and a large white cloth inside covered most of the remains.

Only a pair of exposed feet could be seen from the end of the white cloth, and it was unclear who was lying inside.

Huang Yihan stepped forward.

"Hu Bayi, please open the white cloth and let us all see if Master Mujiu is really dead!"

"Yes! Master Hu, we all want to know if it is Master Mu here, let us all take a look!"

"Yes, yes, we all want to see..."

"........."

Hu Bayi was slightly startled and felt a little guilty. He looked at the coffin with a stiff expression on his face.

Momentarily filled with confusion, Mu Jiu swore to him that there would be no problem before lying down in the coffin.

But with so many people watching, if something went wrong somewhere, the reputation of the first ghost-catching company would be ruined.

A man next to Huang Yihan urged: "Master Hu, it must be opened. If not, then it's up to me. I'll open it."

He hesitated and decided to let Makino open it.

Hu Bayi took a step back, and Makino stepped forward and opened the white cloth inside the coffin.

Lying inside the white cloth was the corpse, whose figure and hairstyle were almost exactly the same as Mu Jiu's.

But there was a big hole in the face, and the whole face was so bloody that it was impossible to tell who the corpse was.

"Miss Huang, we have opened the white cloth according to your request. If you have any other requests, just ask. As a landlord, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Okay! You're ruthless!"

All of this was Mu Jiu's trick, and inside the coffin was a dummy made by him.

He used some spells to block his breath and turned into a rotten face to confuse everyone.

It has the effect of making the fake look real. If there are high-level ghosts or heavenly masters, they can see through his tricks at a glance.

But here we are all our own people...

Huang Yihan angrily walked to the corner, where Tang Xiangchen was waiting for her.

He took one out of his hand and took out a small white bottle, which contained a mysterious breath of death.

"Boss Tang, what is here?"

"This bottle contains an evil medicine from the Ghost Alliance. If it drips onto the deceased, he will transform into a corpse after being buried in the ground. At that time, no matter whether he is Mu Jiu or not, he will be exposed!"

"It's so amazing?"

"That's natural, but for humans, it may feel a little painful when they first come into contact with it."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid!"

As soon as she took the bottle of evil medicine, a cold air in her hand was tempting her body to change.

For a moment, a red light appeared in her eyes, and she was filled with anger.

He stood stupidly in front of Tang Xiangchen for a long, long time. It wasn't until the anger completely disappeared that he returned to the crowd.

After a long time, the worship ceremony was coming to an end, and the burial soon came.

Four strong men were selected from the first ghost-catching family to carry Mu Jiu's coffin.

The four of them felt no pressure at first and walked easily from the yard to the cemetery.

But immediately, their footsteps became heavier and heavier, and they felt as if they were carrying a thousand-jin mountain on their backs.

Every step he takes leaves a thick footprint on the ground.

Makino immediately noticed something was wrong, and looked back to see that the coffin was glowing blood red.

Logically speaking, the coffin only weighs a hundred kilograms, and one person can move it.

Now that four grown men are struggling so hard, who has tampered with the coffin?

The coffin cannot be touched before it is buried.

Makino immediately informed Hu Bayi and asked him to send a few more people to help carry the coffin.

After a while, eight people came to help carry the coffin. Even so, it still could not change the fact that the coffin was very heavy.

Makino was helpless. It would be great if Mr. Weng was here. He would be well-informed and have a way to deal with the current situation.

In an instant, twelve people came to the cemetery near the coffin.

Their legs were already weak, and the blood on their faces seemed to be infected by something.

Makino brought two supports and placed the coffin on the supports, thus stabilizing their bodies.

Suddenly, they became very irritable. They kept tearing apart their clothes with their bodies and hands, and kept letting out low roars from their mouths.

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

The sudden move shocked Makino, who was half-crouching on the ground, and stood upright in a daze.

He only felt his scalp numb, as if they were no longer human beings, but beasts.

Suddenly he let out an angry shout.

A yellow talisman suddenly appeared in this person's hand.

He threw the piece of paper into the air and pointed it up. The piece of paper instantly shattered into powder and landed on the heads of the twelve coffin bearers.

A light-colored smoke floated out from the powder, and several people immediately returned to normal after inhaling it.

"Sorry guests, a little accident happened."