Brushing... The staff whispered while recording: "I haven't felt anything in the first year, the second year... Hey, the same way of death, the same time, the same invisible thing was cut into halfway through the person and the car. Are you wondering?"

After he finished registering several times, he breathed a sigh of relief: "If it were a civilian, this matter would not be so conclusive. But this time you know who died?"

Qin Ye looked at the mourning hall in a daze and said, "Who?"

The staff suddenly got closer and lowered their voice mysteriously: "The eldest son of the Secretary of the Li County Party Committee."

He turned his head with lingering fear and looked at it: "Did you see the police inside? They said... the car was driving on the road, and with a click, it cut it into half, just splitting the eldest son Li into two... I heard that the reunion master took a lot of effort to get it done... Hey? Where is the person?"

When he turned around, the staff almost felt scared and didn't lift it up. He looked up and saw that paper money was flying all over the sky, and the world seemed pale. The person who had just talked to him could not see any trace. The white-haired sweat on his back was soaked out wildly. He only felt his lips dry, and his Adam's apple moved hard, leaning towards a crowded place.

Qin Ye did not leave.

I only want to see ordinary people, but if I don’t want to - just like he is now, standing dozens of meters above the Songke Platform, no one can see it.

His eyes were staring at the Central Spirit Platform. The entire Songke Platform was like an ancient courtyard, with soul-summoning banners and elegiac couplets rising as the cold wind blew. Paper money was flying all over the sky, and three animals and five grains were placed in front of the coffin, and incense was burning. The wooden fish that was chanting scriptures in the temple were endless.

He was not looking at the dojo.

But... in this coffin, the corpse of a young man with a white face suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him as soon as he rose into the air!

The eyes had no whites, only a piece of blackness. It was like the boundless darkness. One person and one corpse, clearly separated by the air and the coffin, but it felt like each other saw each other.

In the dark coffin, the broken corpse curled his lips little by little, and said four words silently.

That's...long time no see.

Time seems to stagnate at this moment.

Just as these four words fell, the incense and candles around them broke, and the monks and Taoists who were chanting scriptures opened their eyes at the same time. All the monks and Taoists shivered, stood up without hesitation, and suddenly said: "Go!!!"

Before he finished speaking, before the crying relatives raised their heads, the paper money laid on the ground was raised straight, and then shot into the air like a sharp arrow!

"What is this?!" "My God, what happened?" "Hello...hell!"

Suddenly, the whole mourning hall was like a pot of overturning. The relatives who had just cried bitterly instantly scattered and ran away in surprise. The paper money rolled up into the sky seemed to have life, and the neatly arranged wreaths of domino fell down. The dark and dark winds gathered from nowhere, gathering around the flying talismans into a vortex of clouds that cost dozens of meters in a radius!

"A trick of carving insects." Qin Ye waved his hands and the talisman in front of him was ignited by ghost fire in an instant and turned into ashes. He looked straight ahead: "Your welcome ceremony really lacks novelty."

He didn't see a coffin, and this short-term possessive trick really couldn't arouse his interest. It also shows that the inner demon is far away from here. Otherwise, the manipulation would not be so weak.

Yes, after all, it was the root cause of the riot three years ago, and it shouldn't have paid much attention to it.

Qin Ye is watching...just

Songketai Funeral Home, room facing the head of the coffin!

No one saw it, and the room had never been opened. And... was covered tightly with a black curtain.

Only he could see... inside, there was a small red coffin!

Unlike the simple black coffin outside, this coffin is carefully carved, with dragons and phoenixes engraved on the coffin board, and the Cowherd and Weaver Girl on both sides. In front of it, there is also a large table offering sacrifices. However, it is all kinds of cosmetics. And each one has traces of moving!

It is better to say it is... something weird... living here instead of a funeral.

The door was clearly locked from the outside, and there were wooden carved ancient large beds inside, glass mirrors, dressing tables, lamps, tables and chairs all over the place. Similarly, there are still many passive traces here.

It seemed like... there was something alive in this locked house.

Boom-!! The door suddenly exploded, and a figure floated in the cold wind. Behind her, more than a dozen figures appeared faintly in the howling of the cold wind. A pure yin energy that belonged to the underworld made the whole house sway. The next second, a low voice that made people shine through the room: "I am going to take someone and retreat!"

The sound is not loud, but for any evil spirit, this is the death talisman!

Alsace stood at the head of the team, with more than a dozen secret mistresses behind. There was no sound in the whole house, but she could see clearly. In the coffin, a woman in a big red robe with an ancient bride and a phoenix crown curled up inside, just like a frightened wild cat.

The excessive fear made her face turn white... No, it was a dead white itself. Her fingernails on her hands were pinched into her palms, but no drop of blood was overflowing.

This is a corpse.

Living corpse.

The corpse in the world, the soul of the underworld.

Crazy la la—! The coffin board shattered in a loud bang, accompanied by the bride's scream. Her body seemed to be pinching her neck by an invisible giant hand and lifted it up.

"Give me your life... Give me your life!!!" The ordinary person was pinched his neck and could not make any sound. However, the bride seemed to have no sound organ at all, and she grabbed her hands desperately near her neck, screaming loudly: "Sir! Give me your life!"

"I haven't eaten blood food!" She almost screamed: "I'm just staying for a stay! I'm just staying for a stay!!"

Before she finished speaking, she slapped her head so that she could turn ninety degrees. However, she immediately turned back without a cervical spine. She wanted to say something, but she saw Alsace's murderous face, but she couldn't say a word, so she could only bit her lip hard and dared not say a word.

Alsace raised his eyes in a daze and finally gave the other party a cold look: "Can you know me?"

The female ghost trembled all over and her lips were trembling. She said hoarsely after a few seconds: "Dian, Warden..."

This is unscientific!

It's not metaphysical either!

Why... Why am I so unlucky? The underworld is a ghostly marriage every day, and there are not ten or seven or eight who receive summons. Why is it that my ghostly marriage discovered?

And...and it was the warden who came in person!

God knows that when she felt a yin energy soaring into the sky came to this city, she almost lost her soul. The familiar "Yin Crew takes someone, retreats in the underworld." I heard it just now, like a sword of gods raised three feet to her head, scaring her almost to death.

The underworld whispers, the sky hears like thunder, the dark room is in vain, the divine eyes are like lightning.

"Don't kill her." At this moment, a voice came from the side.

The evil ghost trembled all over and turned his head in disbelief. The next second, all the bones in his body seemed to have been pulled away, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

The King of Hell... The King of Hell is here in person!

Countless screams rang in her mind, and her soul was chilling. She wanted to stand up, but her legs were so weak that they were still motionless. Finally, she turned into a pair of hands under her forehead, touching the ground with her forehead, and she couldn't get up.

"Sir... please spare me..." She sobbed and said, "The little devil knows he is wrong..."

Qin Ye ignored her and sat directly at the table with Alsace.

Not angry?

No... the underworld repeatedly ordered collusion between the world and various red-headed documents, but there was also such a fish that missed the net. Because of her, the inner demon reached out to her tentacles. Several villages and towns were destroyed.

But, what's the use?

He roared at the female ghost who had no idea what the inner demon was, and slapped her in the face?

What can you save? Instead, it makes you furious.

"Do you know, because of your ghost marriage this time, how many ghosts have been affected by the pond? Have you been wiped out from the ashes?" Qin Ye adjusted his sitting posture and said slowly.

The evil ghost shook his head in a daze. His heart was already cold.

Even... the King of Hell and the Warden... did not ask her name...

"The sins are unforgivable." Arthas sneered, "However, death sentences are inevitable, and living sins are forgiven. If you don't want to go to the six hells, I hope you can answer the following questions truthfully."

After a pause, she smiled slightly: "If you refuse, search the soul on the spot, and then maintain the integrity of the soul and go to hell, I will ask myself that I can do it."

"Yes..." The female ghost kowtowed tremblingly.

She could let two real power masters come here in person... Perhaps the moment she saw them, she realized that she could not die.

The room seemed to be quiet.

Qin Ye gently tapped the handrail with his fingers, and slowly rubbed his chin with his other hand. He did not ask immediately. He was not interested in knowing the name of the evil ghost. However, things he was interested in might not be able to ask.

The other party's realm is too low.

If the inner demon wants to do, he can prevent the other party from discovering anything. But...

Why did the urban weirdness here continue?

Three years ago, the first riot was here, and the inner demon tentacles reached into the underworld for the first time, and promoted the Daqingshan riot with one hand. His purpose has been achieved, why... continue to talk strangely?

Death script?

Hope to attack the authority of the King of Hell by becoming a god? It needs a "noun"?

It may be like this. But... there is something unreasonable.

That is the existence of the female ghost.

She is the female ghost of the dark marriage in Daqingshan Village, and this soul cannot be concealed in Qin Ye's eyes. However...

Who is raising her?

Songketai Funeral Home, for three years, there was a female ghost from a ghost marriage in a room. Who would do such a meaningless thing?

"The lock has not been opened." Arthas whispered from the side: "When I entered the house, I touched the lock, which was covered in dust. After she entered, she never opened the door again."

Qin Ye nodded slightly. The inner demon once again did something unexplainable.

Daqingshan did not need to destroy the scene, but it was destroyed, so the speed was not enough. The riots and monsters had no time to attack the Tonghua market and were intercepted halfway.

Songketai, it should immediately destroy the scene and let all participants return to the west. But... the female ghost survived.
Chapter completed!