psychic coffin shop

"It was you who killed the second brother!"

A clear female voice rang out in the silent mourning hall, and the glamorous girl in mourning walked out slowly, and walked up to Shen Yitang step by step, her red eyes were full of painful hatred.

"If it wasn't for the thunder before, how could the chandelier suddenly fall down, the second brother would not have died, and my aunt would not have been reluctant to go with the second brother... It's all because of you! It's all because of you!"

The girl's young face without makeup was full of tears, but even so, she still glared at Shen Yitang stubbornly.

"Linger!"

Du Kun's brother, Du Ling's father, Du Kan, yelled at his daughter's name. He could see it clearly, but Ziwei was almost killed. He didn't want Shen Yitang to be unhappy and just throw one at his daughter...

"Why is it not you who is standing under the chandelier! Why is it not you! Why!! Say it, say it!"

Du Ling turned a deaf ear to his father's warning, and questioned Shen Yitang hoarsely, his young face distorted with anger.

"Snapped!"

A loud and clear slap sounded, and five clear red marks were particularly eye-catching on Du Lingying's white cheeks.

"You better calm down, sadness is not an excuse for you to spout blood and make trouble for no reason."

Su Ren pulled her to his broad back, and said coldly, Du Ling shivered under his cold gaze, and let Du Kan pull her aside.

After Du Ling interrupted or reminded just now, almost everyone realized that all this was just an accident, an accident that had a fatal connection with Shen Yitang.

Shen Yitang turned a blind eye to the subtle gazes around him, and was always on guard. He had a hunch that everything was just the beginning.

Sure enough, just as Du Ling followed Du Kan past the white elephant sculpture with an unshakable face, the huge elephant head broke without warning and hit the father and daughter directly. Just like Du Tianyu just now, standing there in a daze...

The danger happened without warning, and there was no chance for people to rescue them in the blink of an eye.

Du Ling's small face was pale, and his pupils shrunk into a small hole. The broken elephant heads that hit their father and daughter seemed to be in slow motion in her eyes, approaching inch by inch, and she could even clearly see the undried ivory head blood...

A faint red light flashed in front of my eyes, a body that was not considered stalwart stood in front of their father and daughter, and caught the fallen elephant head with one hand. It was Shen Yitang who was pointed at her nose and scolded earlier...

The moment Shen Yitang grabbed the elephant's head, the frozen Du family father and daughter regained control of their bodies. In just a few breaths, their backs were already wet with cold sweat.

"Boom..."

At least several hundred kilograms of stone statues were thrown aside by Shen Yitang. He frowns and glances around, but still... nothing.

"...Thank you, thank you, Mr. Du..." Du Kan hurriedly thanked Shen Yitang. If Shen Yitang hadn't appeared suddenly, the fate of their father and daughter would have been much worse than Mrs. Du's.

"Xiao Kan, are you alright?" Du Kun was almost scared into cardiac arrest just now, but fortunately his brother was fine, Du Kun staggered to Du Kan's side, and said sadly, "What's the matter? Are you going to exterminate our Du family?"

"Just now, my brain seemed to be malfunctioning all of a sudden. No matter how hard I tried to struggle, my body just couldn't move. I could only watch that thing hit me..." Du Kan wiped the cold sweat from his temples, and then slowly Said, "It felt like... like a 'ghost press'..."

The 300 people in the audience shivered in unison, and the coolness rose all the way from the tailbone. They suddenly felt that the solemn mourning hall was chilly, and they always felt that a pair of evil eyes were watching them and waiting for them hidden in invisible places. perfect time...

"Grandmaster!"

The five people present suddenly became the life-saving straw of the Du family. Ziwei's scalp felt a little numb when they were stared at in unison, but she couldn't say anything when she admitted that she didn't see anything.

"Amitabha."

Liao Ran shook his bald head, and said in a deep voice, "The poor monk is not good at learning, but he still didn't find anything wrong..."

"Um...Brother, a lot of things happened at home today, so we won't make any more trouble here, and we'll go back first. We'll be here tomorrow, so please be sorry."

Without waiting for Du Kun's consent, at least half of the people in the hall echoed, expressing their intention to leave first and come back to attend the funeral tomorrow during the daytime. The funeral of the three of them...

These people are all members of the Du family. They rushed back from all corners of the country to attend the old man's funeral. They didn't expect to encounter such a weird thing. They immediately retreated and wanted to leave this place of right and wrong first.

"You don't think that everything will be fine as long as you leave here, right? If you take a step back, you have to go out..."

Shen Yitang looked at a layer of mist that rose on the lake at some point, and said in a deep voice.

The gray mist floats on the lake and above the small island, impermeable to light, let alone sound, the whole island looks like a cocoon bound by layers.

"Then why don't we wait here to die?"

The old man next to him hastily poked the young man who was talking, but he was waved away impatiently by the young man, and then said impatiently, "The road is open to the sky, each side of the road, I can't stay here for a moment, you can go or stay , I don’t care, there is only one thing: don’t stop me!”

He has long been fed up with this weird place everywhere, just thinking about the three corpses lying side by side in front of him, he has goosebumps all over his body, and staying here for a second is suffering.

After finishing speaking, he pushed away the crowd rudely, and walked quickly onto a yacht docked on the shore.

The roar of the propeller sounded, and seeing the yacht was about to leave the shore, six men and five women came out from the crowd, and a lady with a baby stepped onto the yacht at the last moment.

"Amitabha, benefactor, please think again, this mist is really weird..."

Clearly, Taoist nuns warned the 14 people on board that the thick fog in front of them was really strange. Although no danger was found after several inspections, there are lessons from the past, and no one can tell what will happen.

Finally, the yacht set off with 14 people on board. The glare of the glare tore through the gray mist, and after a while, only a vague shadow remained.

Something seems to be wrong...

Shen Yitang's eyes were locked on the yacht, which was only a vague shadow, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"Sound." Su Ren seemed to be connected with Shen Yitang, and whispered beside him, "The moment the yacht leaves the shore, all sounds disappear..."

The shadowy figure of the boat in the gray mist suddenly sank into the lake without warning!It's like a little spark disappearing on the surface of the water, without the slightest sound, not even a single splash...

The situation on the shore was like a ladle of cold water poured into a boiling oil pan, and it exploded immediately!

It was as if they were watching a pantomime. As the curtain fell, the lake was once again covered by thicker fog.

"Crack..."

A drop of fishy rain fell on Du Lingqiong's nose. Du Ling frowned and wiped it without thinking too much, but his hands were very sticky...

Du Ling looked down, and was so frightened that the three souls lost two souls, and his palm was bright red...

Du Ling raised his head stiffly, his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle eye, and a sharp scream came out instantly.

The gray mist above the head turned bright red at some point, and the red mist that was almost soaked in blood formed a huge skull, smiling sinisterly at Du Ling...

The next moment, a rain of blood poured down, and some two hundred people hurried back to the mourning hall.

"what!!!"

"help me……"

"I R!"

Shouts that were as shrill as the screams of an evil ghost rang out one after another, and the snow-white blades shone coldly and fell in the blood rain. the blade...

"This……"

Everyone who escaped from the dead felt chills on their backs, and took a breath of air-conditioning. If they were taking a step slower...

Countless blades fell on the roof one after another, and there was a sound like clanging iron. The empty mourning hall became the best speaker, and the monotonous and terrifying sound echoed in the mourning hall for a long time.

"...Dad, the roof won't be pierced..."

Du Ling leaned close to her father, scarlet blood dripped down the slightly longer hair on her forehead, but she didn't care to wipe it, just staring nervously at the roof.

"Father, what crime did our family do..."

Under the successive blows, Du Kun has aged a lot, and his actions are a little awkward. He stayed in the blood rain for a longer time, soaked in the stinky blood rain from head to toe, kneeling in front of Mr. Du's memorial tablet like a blood gourd , looking helplessly at his father's kind face.

Uncle Jiang knelt beside the coffin in a clean suit, burning papers one by one, cutting off the charred wicks of long white candles from time to time, and the flickering candles became brighter again.

The palpitating crisp sound on the roof didn't last for a long time, and gradually stopped, and the blood rain became even bigger, forming a blood-red rain curtain, and the eyes were all blood-red.

Du Ziteng, one of the distant relatives of the Du family, curled up at the foot of the pillar and shivered. He was the last group to step into the mourning hall. He witnessed his cousin, who was half a step behind him, instantly turned into a pale skeleton by the snow-white blade. The remaining right palm hanging on the steps is safe and sound...

The image of his cousin's tragic death couldn't be lingered in his mind, Du Ziteng was about to be driven crazy, and the tall man cried like a child.

Du Ziteng suddenly seemed to have thought of something, groped around his body with trembling hands, and finally found out the mobile phone with lingering warmth in his suit pocket.

'110'

After Du Ziteng lost the three numbers more than a dozen times, it was finally broadcast.

"Beep beep..."

I didn't expect that the phone could actually be dialed out!Du Ziteng was overjoyed.

Take it, take it quickly...

After the last busy tone, the phone... finally connected.

"Hello? Hello! 110?" Du Ziteng, who was overjoyed, didn't notice that there was no sound from the other side, and said to himself.

"Hang up!" Du Ziteng's tossing sound attracted the attention of other people in the hall. Shen Yitang's eyelids twitched for no reason, and he quickly asked Du Ziteng to hang up the phone, and ran towards him quickly.

How could Du Ziteng, who thought he was grasping at straws, listen to Shen Yitang's advice?Spread your legs and run.

"Hey hey hey..."

A sudden sneer came from the phone that had been silent for a long time, and Du Ziteng suddenly felt a strong tearing force coming from the phone...