psychic coffin shop

Shen Yitang walked slowly to the portrait of Old Master Du, lit three pillars of the best red sandalwood incense, and the long-lasting fragrance wafted away, slightly dispelling the bloody smell in the mourning hall.

After staying for a long time, everyone probably got used to the bloody smell lingering at the tip of their noses, and they didn't find it as unbearable as before, but after smelling the long and far-reaching aroma of red sandalwood, they felt that they were about to be suffocated by contrast.

"It's a curse, isn't it?"

Although he returned to normal in an instant, Shen Yitang still noticed that Jiang Bo's whole body stiffened for a moment.

"Are you talking to me again?" Uncle Jiang laughed at himself, he kept burning the paper in his hand, and replied slowly, "I'm getting old, my brain is not working anymore, I don't know what you're talking about..."

"Of course you know what I'm talking about. No one knows better than you."

Jiang Bo still fiddled with the fading candle wick as if he had never heard of it, and chose to remain silent.

"Little Mister, what do you mean?" Du Kun, who was kneeling beside him, was full of disbelief. Uncle Jiang was loyal all his life, and he was born with great respect by Mr. Du. In the prestige of the older generation of the Du family, he was even more prestigious than him, the head of the family. People are even taller, how could Uncle Jiang...

Jiang Bo suddenly sneered, and then said calmly, "I'm just an old man half buried in the soil, I really don't understand what you said about cursing or not, if you insist on staying with me On the old man, as you please..."

"curse!"

After piercing the last layer of window paper, the eyes of Ziwei and the others suddenly opened up, and they understood why they hadn't detected any evil spirits, because the root of everything was the "contract" power derived from the blood. , the power of the ghosts comes from the Du family themselves, that is to say, they actually killed themselves...

The "curse" mentioned here is not what we usually understand as "hope" that the enemy will be unlucky in the next period of time, or more seriously, there will be bloody disasters, but a "deal", a deal with the devil.

After an extremely complicated and rigorous ceremony, under the influence of the medium, the entire clan was 'sacrificed' to the evil spirit through the blood connection, so the person who can initiate the curse must be of the blood of the Du family.

"If I didn't guess wrong, you should also have a vertical line on your right ring finger."

Jiang Bo subconsciously hid his right hand in his sleeve, but Dukun and Dukan pulled it apart together, and a dark red vertical stripe ran from his ring finger all the way to his palm.

"I used to think that it was because you looked so similar to your father, and he felt that he had a destiny with you, so he picked you up from the outside and cultivated you well. Now it seems that it should be the other way around!" Du Kun said Pushing Jiang Chao down, his chest heaved violently, his eyes were red, it looked as if he was going to tear Jiang Chao alive.

"Did you plan it out a long time ago! Did you have a plan with him a long time ago! Answer me!" Du Kun lost his wife and son overnight, and all of this is likely to be related to his most respected father... …

Really ironic!

"You dare to disturb his peace!" Du Kun was dazzled by anger, and he slapped old man Du's coffin. Jiang Chao saw that old man Du was disturbed, so he punched Du Kun in the face...

"Hahahaha..." Du Kun spat out the blood that had been squeezed in his chest for a long time, and laughed a little madly, "It's ridiculous to think about it. The Du family has worked hard for hundreds of years for more than a dozen generations, and in the end they have taken advantage of you for nothing!"

Du Kun pulled up Jiang Chao's collar. If eyes could kill, Jiang Chao might not even have ashes left.

"Second brother, tell me, who are we fighting for all these years! Who are we fighting for! In the end, it's a big dream, and we made wedding clothes for someone for nothing!" Although Jiang Chao's face flushed from being strangled, he could Still looking at Du Kun with indifference, the resentment in his eyes can drop water heavily. "I hate it! I hate it!"

"I hate you even more! I hate you so much!" Jiang Chao struggled to break free from Du Kun, carefully picked up the ever-burning candle next to the coffin, and carefully protected it in his arms.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense with him? Seeing how nervous he is, Eternal Candle should be the 'intermediary'. Just grab it and smash it up!" Ziwei followed his words and deeds, and with a flick of the dust, he rushed straight towards Jiang Chao.

Jiang Chao sneered all over his face, leaning his back on Mr. Du's coffin, and did not dodge. The shrouds covering Du Tianyu and Mrs. Du flew up together, blocking Ziwei's way.

Ziwei's floating dust swept away, and the two shrouds were broken into pieces, and the four hairy claws with half-foot-long black nails were straight towards Ziwei's gate of life.

The bodies of the two ghosts were like fine steel, and there was a sound of hammering iron when the floating dust was lifted on their bodies, and there was a "jingling" sound. Because such things as curses were too rare, the Taoist nun was afraid that her brother would suffer, so she took out a handful of the same type of floating dust and rushed up.

"Look!" Someone with eyes saw the trembling figure approaching outside the door, and hurriedly spoke out to remind him.

"Why did they come back..."

Those who gathered towards the mourning hall step by step were the 14 people who fell into the water before. The 14 people were all wet, and their skin was like a corpse soaked in formalin for countless years. Leaves a soggy footprint covered in green liquid.

This is not over yet, the 14 people are followed by the Du family who were hacked into pieces in the rain of knives. Most of them are left with only a white and shiny skeleton, and every step they take makes a toothache bone rubbing sound.

"Woooo..."

Depressed cries came from the crowd, although most of the 'people' outside were no longer what they were when they were alive, especially the pools of scarlet mixed with white bone balls that kept approaching, they were basically lumps of flesh and blood, but they were all who were their close relatives...

Seeing the tragic death of close relatives of flesh and blood is not counted, but to die by their hands, the 'curse' is really inhumane.

Liao Ran took the little novice and quickly set up a small formation in front of the door. An invisible barrier blocked all the dead bodies from the gate of the mourning hall. They couldn't feel any pain outside the door, and beat the invisible barrier desperately , the barrier was continuously photographed with water-like ripples.

Although Liao Ran continued to strengthen the formation at the door, according to the current situation, it could not last long.

The chilly 'Tianya' was directly thrown into the eyes of the formation by Su Ren, and the moment 'Tianya' merged into the formation, the white murderous aura burst out suddenly, and the mourning hall, which was already extremely cold, seemed to have entered winter in advance. There were snowflakes.

But fortunately, the dead bodies were kept out, so there was no need to worry about breaking in.Liao Ran expressed his gratitude to Su Ren for performing the Buddha ceremony, but Su Ren directly ignored him.

Ziwei brothers and sisters were fighting with Du Tianyu's mother and son, Shen Yitang's figure flashed, and he pasted a yellow talisman soaked in the blood of the Du family on the back of Du Tianyu's mother and son, and then the fierce mother and son stood still.

Ziwei, who was sweating profusely: "..."