psychic coffin shop

Severe pain came from his head, and Du Ziteng clearly heard the sound of his skull breaking, and then his consciousness fell into boundless darkness.

The dark black screen actually "ate" Du Ziteng inch by inch. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would believe that a palm-sized mobile phone could fit a real adult man.

Accompanied by the "crackling" sound of bone shattering, Du Ziteng was squeezed into a fleshy pulp, and was quickly "eaten" into it. When Shen Yitang approached, Du Ziteng had disappeared, leaving only the white mobile phone with a "pop" sound. On the bloody ground, the black screen lay on the thick bloody water, just looking at it would send chills down the spine.

I don't know if Qiao Ziteng has ever thought that one day his mobile phone will become his grave...

"vomit……"

The live live broadcast was terrifying and bloody. Some people couldn't help but vomit, mixed with suppressed cries and teeth chattering, the mourning hall was filled with gloom and mist.

"If this is the long-distance running in love, bumps and bumps are unavoidable..."

The gentle and affectionate male voice rang out along with the soothing music, which caught everyone's breath at once. Everyone was praying that it wasn't their mobile phone that rang, and what's more, they threw the mobile phone directly against the wall. He breathed a sigh of relief the moment the boxy box exploded, at least temporarily safe.

Trembling all over, Du Ling took out the mobile phone with flickering screen from his trousers pocket, and wanted to throw out the mobile phone that he always kept in his hand, but the mobile phone was like a magnet, tightly sucked in the palm of his hand.

Du Ling knelt down directly, why is it her again!

The gentle male voice sang tirelessly over and over again. Du Ling felt that all the tears in his life had been shed today. At this moment, his eye sockets were dry, but nothing flowed out.

From her mobile phone, Shen Yitang pressed the answer button straight away from the chattering mobile phone, and slowly put the phone to her ear under the eyes of the Du family's 'you are looking for death'.

But in the middle of the journey, he was intercepted by a big cool hand, and Su Ren put the pink mobile phone to his ear with his normal expression.

Su Ren didn't speak, and the other side was silent like death. The two sides seemed to be in a very patient competition. The long silence touched the hearts of everyone present, including Shen Yitang, who also unknowingly squeezed the one left by the master. Zhang Chi's most precious golden life-saving talisman...

People who are extremely nervous can't feel the passage of time. After a stalemate for an unknown amount of time, the other person hangs up the phone first...

"Ring Ling Ling..."

At the same time, at least a dozen mobile phones rang at the same time, and the owners of the ringing all had a bitter face and wanted to throw the mobile phone away, but this time they were not so lucky, and the mobile phones rang by themselves almost at the same time. Connected!

In just a few seconds, there were more than a dozen puddles of thick blood on the cold ground of the mourning hall, and more than a dozen mobile phones were turned on at unknown times, and the gloomy laughter echoed in Nuoda's mourning hall...

"Wuliang Tianzun, I want to see where the evildoer is so presumptuous!"

The floating dust in Ziwei's hands split into more than a dozen strands, and flew to more than a dozen mobile phones in an instant with the shining starlight, and drilled deeply into the dark screen in the next second.

The floating dust is endless, and the small dark screen seems to have no end. As time passed, Ziwei's face became more and more serious.

"Brother, forget it, let go and think about it..."

Knowing nothing about the unknown danger, the Taoist aunt was afraid that her senior brother would have an accident, so she hurriedly tried to persuade her. spread.

Suddenly, Ziwei's dignified eyes lit up, but before she had time to be happy, she was cut off from the connection with the floating dust. A dozen mobile phones suddenly rang harsh and chaotic ringtones, and the suction power increased sharply. He dragged on a bit, but even so, he still had no intention of letting go...

"Brother, let go!"

The Taoist nun and the Taoist boy following behind Ziwei hurriedly made a thousand catty seal, holding Ziwei back, but even so, it was still a drop in the bucket, and they were still dragged away!

"Let go, Taoist priest! You will kill everyone!"

Du Kan was jumping up and down anxiously, but Ziwei turned a deaf ear to him.

"Amitabha."

Liao Ran spat out the magnificent Buddha's name, and the gold-plated "Swastika" blessed by Buddhism fell down with a torrential force, intending to suppress the things connected to these dozens of mobile phones.

Knowing that this is also a helpless move, they have been led by the nose all this time, the other party has been making trouble, but they know nothing about the other party's whereabouts, although Ziwei's reckless move, it is also an opportunity.

Shen Yitang's thoughts moved slightly, a faint red glow appeared in his pocket, A Yao's red dress swayed, and appeared in front of everyone.

"Okay, how dare you treat Daomeng's rules as nothing and raise such ghosts! You're really daring!" Ziwei thought she had caught Shen Yitang's painful foot, and she still threatened in a critical situation.

A Yao ignored Ziwei's yelling, and Tingting walked to one of the mobile phones, slowly leaned over and reached into her slender hands...

"At such a big age, I just can't learn well."

Shen Yitang sneered, he dared to let A Yao out, so he was naturally not afraid of being seen, but Ziwei provoked him again and again, so naturally there was no reason to get used to him, and he threw out a piece of the most common Yang Lei Talisman .

The bright yellow talisman flew directly behind Ziwei, and then Ziwei was enveloped by a burst of thunder, even the Taoist nun who was helping behind her was affected, half of her sleeves were scorched black, as for Ziwei...

"call……"

Ziwei's whole body was black, and she opened her mouth to spit out a small electric arc, her eyebrows were so angry that they flew to the top of her head!

"Okay brother, concentrate on it!"

They are involved in the black holes in more than a dozen mobile phones, and they can't do anything rashly. If they are provoking Shen Yitang, who is not jealous of meat and vegetables, he will throw a thunder down if he is not happy. They don't need to fight against each other, and they will be done with themselves...

A Yao seemed to have caught something, her whole body was shining red, as if she was about to burn, she was fighting with her opponent, her small white hands slowly came out from the dark screen.

The moment A Yao pulled out the screen in his hand, more than a dozen mobile phones exploded at the same time, the "Swastika" character shattered, and more than a dozen dark green fireworks rushed straight towards Ziwei and the others along the floating dust.

The flame was strange, Ziwei no longer showed his strength, Fuchen came out, without the support of Ziwei's continuous qi, Fuchen was instantly swallowed by the green flame, and the top treasure was slowly burned to ashes...

Ziwei's black face swelled into a pig's liver color, and her whole heart was bleeding...

"I only got this..."

A Yao spread out her palm, a small piece of white bone stained with a streak of bright red blood lay quietly in her palm.

Upon closer inspection, blood streaks are still flowing slowly on the surface of the bone, which is extremely strange.

The moment the bone appeared in A Yao's palm, Shen Yitang suddenly felt a stare of resentment, and when he wanted to search carefully, he disappeared...

In less than an hour, the number of people in the mourning hall has shrunk by half. Shen Yitang secretly looked at every face mixed with fear, and secretly thought, who is it...

Knowing that the little novice who was following behind came over, he expressed that he wanted to see the bone in A Yao's hand. After obtaining the consent, he first performed a Buddhist salute respectfully to A Yao and the others, and then solemnly picked it up. Bone fragments stained with blood.

It's strange to say that the bland bone in A Yao's hand, when it touched the little novice's finger, suddenly burst into a wave of resentment!The bright red blood on the bones gathered into a drop, dotted on the pale bones, as if opening an evil vertical eye!

The little novice closed his eyes tightly, his upper and lower teeth knocked together uncontrollably, his whole body twitched like an epileptic, his delicate face was wrinkled in pain.

"What's up with him?"

The change of the little novice terrified the Taoist nun, and subconsciously stepped forward to knock out the bone, but was held back by one hand.

"Fusheng is naturally close to the 'Tao', and it is very easy to resonate with such things. He just felt the pain of the master's life and death. It's okay..." Qingran explained to everyone, the exclusive person who is like a soldier, just I breathed a sigh of relief.

"...but...his expression is too painful." The expression on Fu Sheng's face was too painful, Du Ling couldn't bear it, but he spoke lightly, so he could only turn around.

"Snapped!"

The thumb-thick mourning stick was burnt black, and after a crisp sound, it broke on a thick layer of paper ashes. Jiang Bo replaced it with a new mourning stick with a normal expression, and continued to burn Mingqian without haste.

Although the Du family has a big family and a great business, Master Du's funeral still follows the most traditional one, with a lot of funeral sticks, coffins, and filial piety.

A Yao removed the bone, and the little monk let out a long breath before his face slowly returned to normal.

"What did you see?"

Zi Wei hurriedly asked Fu Sheng unceremoniously, Fu Sheng recalled the feeling just now, and his heart trembled.

"It's pitch black, boundless, with no end in sight, and...it's cold, bitingly cold, it's unbearable, it hurts so much..."

Just when Fu Sheng was describing the feeling just now vividly, that venomous gaze reappeared, and Shen Yitang caught it for the first time.

The moment he met Shen Yitang's clear eyes, Jiang Bo panicked for a moment, but he quickly covered it up, calmly bent down again, and continued to repeat the action of burning paper in his hand.

Shen Yitang was thoughtful, and then, as if to prove something, he went straight to Du Ling and grabbed her right hand...

"You..." Du Ling was taken aback by Shen Yitang's abrupt action. After all, he lost the arrogance he had before, and he dared not speak for a long time.

Although Du Ling's hands were covered with blood, but if you look carefully, you can still recognize a bloody line on the ring finger of your right hand.

And it was the right hand that Fusheng touched the bone just now, Shen Yitang could clearly see that there was not a trace of blood on the white palm...