psychic coffin shop

"Do you come out obediently, or do you want to be beaten out?"

The little ghost seems to want to play with a big one, the light black water vapor is dense, the air seems to be a sponge, and the water can be squeezed out with a light grip, but it's not ordinary water, you don't see the whole deserted Does your theater melt like marshmallows in water?

Shen Yitang frowned slightly, and moved a few steps to Su Ren's side, but he couldn't get close to the scorching water vapor.

Su Ren's left hand was dotted with light, and a light palm about ten feet long appeared beside Xiaona at the same time, and it quickly closed, unexpectedly grabbing a loneliness.

At the last moment when the light palms were closed, Xiaona's whole body was like a soap bubble, which shattered with a 'boo'.

"ran away?"

Shen Yitang frowned slightly, this water vapor is very weird, it can corrode all substances, what can be seen is invisible, just now he tried to find Xiaona's location several times, but was blocked by the thick water vapor, and returned in vain.

"I think she wants our lives more."

Sure enough, as soon as Su Ren finished speaking, water patterns in the space next to Shen Yitang flashed inaudibly, and the dark palms silently attacked Shen Yitang's head.

Su Ren started to move long before Xiaona appeared, his big steel-like hands firmly grasped Xiaona's wrist, even though Xiaona's wrist burst out with more corrosive ink-colored water vapor, he remained motionless like a mountain.

Su Ren exerted force with his left hand, violently pulling the person back to reality, and then slammed him on the ground.

The theater had already been corroded by water vapor, and Xiaona slid in the ruins for at least ten meters in a bikini, leaving a deep black mark behind her.

It has to be said that the century-old dust in the theater saved Xiaona's life. The fine dust hardly caused her to be scratched. If it was on the ground, it would probably be a blood gourd by now.

Su Ren threw this, but it took quite a bit of strength, even the intangible little ghost leader was thrown out of Xiaona's body, curled up into a small ball, and Xiaona was immediately unconscious...

In life, there are always things that must be guarded with one's life. There is always a bottom line that must not be crossed, and Shen Yitang is Su Ren's bottom line. Whether it is Xiaona or the little devil, in his eyes, they are already on the verge of killing. list of...

In the misty sky, there is not a ray of sunlight shining through, and the mottled paradise seems to be a corner forgotten by time, covered with moss of memories.

The kid knelt down on the muddy gray ground, a mocking look flashed across his pale face, and his empty eyes stared at the two still well-dressed not far away, like cats with fried fur.

"Dogs take mice, mind your own business."

The little devil's scarlet tongue licked his lower lip, and his thin body made a 'boom' sound like fried beans, like a bamboo that could not bear the weight, and it might collapse at any time.

"Since ancient times, there has been hatred for revenge, grievances for grievances, whoever kills you you kill, no one in the sky and on the ground will care, but if you kill innocent people indiscriminately, that is breaking the rules and creating karma, so someone must take care of it."

Xiaona's situation is not good. The little ghost head stayed in her body for a long time, and her popularity was greatly consumed by the ghost energy. She had to suffer a serious illness, and for a long time to come, because of the weak yang energy, she had to see some' Weird' stuff.

The girl's white body was covered with plaster, and the shoulder straps of the bikini broke during the sliding process, and Xiaona, who was unconscious, didn't know anything about it.

Recently, the consumption of paper figurines has suddenly increased. Shen Yitang subconsciously touched his pockets, but unexpectedly felt lonely.

"I don't care about the rules of Lao Shizi. They are all lively and laughable. Why can they laugh so happily? Why should I be sealed underwater for 70 to [-] years because of someone else's fault? Why!"

Two lines of blood and tears dripped from the empty eye sockets of the little devil's head, ticked and slid down on the ground, disappeared in an instant, and was absorbed by the soil.

"How happy they are smiling in front of me, how desperate I will make them..."

Don't persuade others to be kind without the suffering of others. Shen Yitang knows that this little devil must have experienced unimaginable pain before and after his death, so that he has such a strong resentment. Any words of relief are in his ears. The negation of suffering may have the opposite effect. I haven't sent this little devil to die. I hope that in his next life at this age, he can also see the sea of ​​stars and clouds, instead of being trapped in stagnant water for decades... …

Shen Yitang pulled out a talisman, dexterously flipped his ten fingers, and a small Kongming lantern appeared in his palm.As a ghost, the little ghost is extremely sensitive to such things. The moment the Kongming lantern was lit, he immediately sensed the breath of another world.

"You're really meddling with rats and meddling in other people's business, I...at best I don't bother them, can't I? I *&*&&*&&*..."

Seeing that Shen Yitang really didn't intend to stop, the little devil's hair exploded directly, and the yin energy spread like water patterns, almost desperately trying to escape the shackles of his old responsibility.Finally, the little devil's head exploded like a small splash in the sun, and disappeared in a flash.

"It's really useless for you to let such a little carrot run away."

Su Ren shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and the small Kongming lantern floating in mid-air seemed to be summoned, and it slowly landed on Su Ren's palm, and replied.

"This little thing has a lot of grievances and obsessions. Even if it is sent to 'over there', it will probably be sent to the eighteenth floor of hell. It is better to let him vent it quickly, and a passing ghost will lead him to the underworld. .”

"Then if he does not change his nature and hurts innocent people, wouldn't that be a big crime? The karma will be on your head to some extent!"

Shen Yitang quietly watched Su Ren's slender fingers change the Kongming Lantern into a small paper man, and then blew a mouthful of fairy air. The little paper man was good at facing the wind, and when it landed, it was no different from a normal person. Xiaona put on Snoopy's bikini, hugged him horizontally, and left this paradise forgotten by time without looking back.

"Although that little thing is more slippery than a loach, there is still a price to pay for escaping. He probably only has the strength to fulfill his deepest obsession, and don't even think about anything else." The person appeared in front of his eyes in the next instant, with the tip of his nose close to his nose, so close that Su Ren could feel every inch of Shen Yitang's pulse.

"Are you worried about me?"

Shen Yitang gave him a big roll of his eyes, and pushed him away, "I'm worried that the land under your feet has absorbed the tears of the ghosts, and within a radius of [-] meters, there will be no grass for at least ten years!"

Shen Yitang's lively look mixed with a hint of playfulness, he hadn't seen it for a long, long time, knew that he was joking, but was not annoyed, and stared at him cheerfully, as if a flower had grown on his face.

It seems that since the two met each other, what Su Ren did the most was to stare at him without blinking. Shen Yitang is already immune to this. Previously, because of such a handsome man staring at him, his heart would jump so fast. A little bit, now!hehe……

Throwing a Juyang talisman on the ground casually, Shen Yitang left behind a chic background and walked away.

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At the ruins of the pirate ship, more than a dozen workers worked together with two excavators in full swing. After a while, they dug to a depth of seven or eight meters.

Of all the people present, only Yin Nan could see A Yao with her eyes closed, and A Yao opened her phoenix eyes when she heard a crisp sound coming from the ground.

The workers working below were sent up by the excavator one after another. With the sound of the stones breaking, the two big fellows, who had no worries, soon dug up the half-meter-thick stone slab on the upper floor, revealing the sealed stone chamber. .

The four- to five-meter-square stone chamber was dubiously deep, and it was filled with black sewage. A child's body lay tightly on the water surface, and the skin exposed on the water surface seemed to have been soaked in formalin. It looks a bit deformed, but there is no sign of decay, and the clothes on the body are only two or three pieces of cloth tightly attached to the skin...

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In a very inconspicuous nursing home in Hucheng, the yellowed corridor became the best sounding board, directly broadcasting live the quarrel that happened in the innermost dormitory on the third floor.

This kind of adjustment is not common in the boring old-age life. Whether it is in the dormitory or the old man lying on the window sill pretending to look at the scenery, his ears are pricked up to the top of his head.

"Didn't you say pork and cabbage dumplings? What is this? What is this!"

The old man looked skinny, but his voice was quite loud. He pointed at the dumpling that had been bitten out, and pointed at another slightly rich old man standing at the door with trembling fingers that were as dry as dead branches.

"Dad, do you know how expensive pork is now? Is that something we can afford? It would be nice if there was cabbage in it. If you choose again, there might be no cabbage tomorrow..."

The old man choked, "You, you, you..." He didn't say anything for a long time. He was old, not only his brain was not flexible, but all the swear words he had scolded all his life were stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't say it. It took a lot of effort to throw an insulated box of dumplings on the ground. After all this, the old man was exhausted and paralyzed, lying on his back on the bed, his rapid breathing sounded like a blown bellows, harsh and unpleasant.

"Dad, how many days do you have left to live? After tossing and tossing my mother to death and my brother to death, you can't behave well, quietly burp your fart and catch a cold and insist on being a demon? You have lived your whole life Energetic, interesting?"

Zhu Dahai wasn't used to him either, a few words turned the old man's eyeballs out, and it seemed that he was about to die. After a while, the old man recovered by himself, and his hands like chicken feet slowly helped him.

"Yes! I know you haven't done enough, old man, and you don't want to be with my mother, so I'll go first and come see you tomorrow," Zhu Dahai said with a stomach that was about to flow oily, "but where is tomorrow?" One day I don't know myself, and you don't even think about me..."

"Nizi...Nizi...you won't end well...I think back then...I think back then..."

The old man relentlessly cursed Zhu Dahai on the bed. Zhu Dahai, who had a good complexion at first, turned pale immediately, "I think back then? So what? I thought it was me who was crushed to death? Or did I think I wasn't there?" Crush me to death together? I’ll pay you tens of thousands of dollars to keep quiet?”

Zhu Dahai didn't even plan to ask for a lunch box, so in case he couldn't hold back and strangled this unscrupulous old man to death, he hurt the door and walked away.