Live broadcast in the funeral clothing store

"Get out of the way, Ye Lei!" the tailor shouted!

Ye Lei rolled over, but the man missed!

The tablet of my fifth uncle on the wooden table shook a few times, fell to one side, and knocked over the kerosene lamp!

"Uncle Wu, catch it!" Ye Lei threw a stone into the air. In the dark, he couldn't tell what it was!

The man stretched out his right hand and caught the stone. Seeing that it was a stone, he cursed a few words and wanted to throw it aside: "What are you doing?"

Ye Lei sneered a few times: "You...you are not the fifth uncle at all!"

"I am your fifth uncle!" the man argued!

"Do you know that your fifth uncle has a nickname?" Ye Lei reminded the man.

"Turn left five! Haha!" The tailor also laughed when he saw this!

The man looked at the stone caught in his right hand and understood: "Haha! You are quite smart, aren't you?"

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be my fifth uncle?" Ye Lei asked sternly!

"You don't need to know who I am? Because... today is the last time you live in this world!" The man's eyes became vicious.

A flash of lightning struck the sky, as if to split the dark sky and illuminate it.

Rumble!

First there was a muffled thunder, followed by a loud bang!

Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't stand still!

"The Heaven is sending five thunders to take away this damned thing like you!" Ye Lei cursed, trying to test the other party's strength.

"Hmph! I've taken a few of your souls, and sucked a few of your spirits. I don't think you still have the strength left to bark here like dogs!" I didn't expect the man to be so tough and merciless with his words.

The man jumped again! This time he jumped quite high!

Ye Lei fell to the side in one move!

Ah~~~

The man’s target this time was not Ye Lei, but Zhang Xiaoyu who was standing on the side!

When we shook hands, the damp coolness spread through our hands and over our whole bodies, making us feel sick!

Zhang Xiaoyu tried hard to shake off her wet hands, but they stuck like they were glued.

"Stop struggling! You don't have enough strength to shake me, your godfather, off!" The man was still pretending to be the fifth uncle, teasing Zhang Xiaoyu.

The two held hands in a straight line!

The thing was about to crawl over from the man's shoulder along the shape of a word!

Seeing this, Ye Lei wanted to stop it!

"Da Leizi! Ahem! I won't allow you to get close to him and his father!" Aunt Five stood in front of Ye Lei.

"Aunt Fifth, I didn't expect that you, who are usually honest and well-behaved, would turn out to be such a person!" Ye Lei had no respect for Aunt Fifth at this moment and belittled her.

In fact, Ye Lei wanted to awaken Aunt Wu's conscience and make her wake up through this method.

"Hehe! Do you know how I have been through all these years?" Aunt Wu still wanted to quibble!

"Don't blame me if you are unkind, Aunt Wu!" Ye Lei gave her a cold look and raised his foot to kick her!

Although she looked sick, Fifth Aunt suddenly became agile and nimble. With a backhand, she pushed Ye Lei aside, causing him to roll several somersaults!

The tailor pulled out a talisman from his chest pocket: “Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, with Si on top…”

A talisman entered the mouth, and the sprayed paper ash scattered into the air!

It transformed into white lotuses, circling.

This spell is exactly the same as the one Ye Lei used before, except that the tailor's spell is more gorgeous!

Wherever the white lotus fell, filth disappeared as if seeing light.

"Sixth Grandpa, do you have any talismans?" Ye Lei saw that he was no match for Fifth Aunt. He didn't expect that this woman in her fifties could be so agile and strong.

"No more, these talismans are all the best!" Not everyone can draw talismans. Talismans drawn by ordinary people are as useless as blank paper. Only talismans drawn by people with profound spiritual practice will be effective.

The man was not afraid of the white lotus at all. He easily broke up the white lotus with a few strikes, and it turned into ashes and fell to the ground.

Snapped!

The man slapped the tailor so hard that he flew several meters away. He hit the wall and felt dizzy.

The thing had passed over the man's arm and onto Zhang Xiaoyu's arm!

That touch!

Crawling like a soybean worm!

Zhang Xiaoyu shook her body vigorously, hoping to shake off the thing!

Looking closely, the creature changed from its original short limbs to multiple legs, and it really looked like a bean worm!

Ah~~~~

"Ye Lei, hurry...save...me!" Zhang Xiaoyu shouted for help!

"No one can save you! If you beg your godfather, I might consider it!" The man stared at Zhang Xiaoyu with obscene eyes.

suddenly!

He stretched out his long, thin and pointed tongue and licked the palm of Zhang Xiaoyu's hand!

So disgusting!

"What are you going to do? You shameless man!" Zhang Xiaoyu was worried that the man had dirty intentions!

The thing was about to climb to Zhang Xiaoyu's shoulder, but then it stopped!

Ying! Ying! Ying!

He showed his sharp fangs again and was about to bite Zhang Xiaoyu's shoulder!

"Hurry up and save me!" Zhang Xiaoyu shouted for help. Ye Lei and the tailor were restrained by the two of them and were unable to do anything.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The strong and sturdy Yin-Yang Willow whipped the man and the thing fiercely.

Ying! Ying! Ying!

The creature's cries became louder and louder, and it was in horrible pain!

The man quickly let go of Zhang Xiaoyu's hand and hid aside. Wherever the Yin-Yang Willow hit, green smoke came out.

The person holding the Yin-Yang Willow is none other than Ye Lei's father!

Ye Lei's father hadn't seen the others return for a long time, so he came to look for them. Seeing the stolen goods in the yard, he returned to the old house to get willow branches and made the Yin-Yang Willow.

The man was not afraid of the white lotus transformed by the talisman, but was so afraid of the willow branches.

It uses a corpse as a body and seals the soul. It is still a dirty thing in nature, so it is more afraid of magic tools like Yin Yang Willow.

"Who are you? Where did Lao Wu go?" Ye Lei's father was more serious and intimidating than Ye Lei.

Originally, Uncle Wu had passed away for so many years, and it was a final fact. Ye Lei's father should not have any more doubts. Now the corpse raised by Aunt Wu was not Uncle Wu, but this man. Of course, he had to ask about Uncle Wu's whereabouts.

"Hmph! That coward was already taken care of by me... Hahaha!" The man laughed wildly, reminiscing about the past to make himself feel good.

"His fifth aunt, what's going on?" Ye Lei's father glared at him.

"You don't need to know this. After tonight, all these secrets will disappear without a trace!" Aunt Wu refused to say what had happened and kept defending what she was sure of.

Uncle Wu’s tablet shook a few times and fell off the wooden table!

The tablet was turned over, and the kerosene lamp lying on the ground just reflected the words engraved on it, which was different from before!

Perhaps the top layer of wood on the seats had fallen off, or perhaps the wind had blown away the covering on the seats.

The actual words written on it were revealed: "My late husband Ye Ming, without any descendants, his three souls and seven spirits will be imprisoned in hell forever!"

What a vicious curse this is, and what a great hatred must one have to write such words.

Could it be that Aunt Wu's sincerity towards Uncle Wu was all fake? Was it all false?

The oil in the oil dish on the wooden table overflowed, dripping onto the seats!