Meng Shiyu's tone of voice was trembling, and it was obvious that she had not recovered from the shock.
There is a very scary face on the back of my head? Is there an evil spirit haunting me?
I reached out and touched my back, but I didn't touch anything. Moreover, I feel very good now. The yang energy in my body is so strong, and I have practiced Maoshan Taoism. Even if there are evil spirits pestering me, I will
It's impossible not to notice it at all.
But Meng Shiyu has no reason to deceive me. What is going on?
I looked at Meng Shiyu again, "Meng Shiyu, what does that grimace you are talking about look like?"
Meng Shiyu thought for a while and said, "That grimace only briefly appeared on the back of your head for a few seconds. I couldn't see it very clearly. I only remember that his eyes were bleeding."
Eyes bleeding?
What Meng Shiyu said was too simple!
But seeing Meng Shiyu's frightened look on her face, I couldn't ask any more questions.
I patted her shoulder gently, "My grandfather is a Maoshan Taoist priest, and I learned a few tricks from him. But you should be more careful, I feel something might happen today. In addition, if you hold this thing, if it really
When you encounter something, just put it in front of you to ensure that no dirty thing dares to approach you."
As I said that, I took out a ghost-repelling charm I drew from the yellow cloth bag and handed it to her.
Meng Shiyu took the yellow charm from me, looked at me and said softly, "Thank you, Zhao Dongfang."
"Thank you, we are all classmates, isn't this what we should do?" Meng Shiyu was suddenly so polite, I was really a little embarrassed.
Then Meng Shiyu and I entered the house together. After entering the house, before I could sit down, Zhang Lin hurriedly came over.
"Dongfang, it's bad, something big happened!" Zhang Lin lowered his voice and said while grabbing my arm.
"What's wrong? Could it be that Mr. Wang faked the corpse?" I said nonchalantly.
"It's more terrifying than Mr. Wang's fake corpse. Mr. Wang's coffin is missing?" Zhang Lin was so anxious that he almost jumped up.
"What?" I looked at Zhang Lin, "Could it have been stolen?"
"No." Zhang Lin said with certainty, "This villa is guarded by bodyguards, and it is impossible for such a large coffin to be transported out quietly. Our investigation and monitoring did not find any abnormalities. That coffin
It’s more like it disappeared on its own.”
The coffin disappears on its own?
If this was told, few people would believe it, but so many weird things happened here today, I think it is very possible.
"Have you sent someone to look for it?" I asked.
"I searched the entire villa except the basement, but couldn't find it."
"Then go look for it in the basement!"
The basement does not see sunlight all year round, and the Yin Qi is concentrated, so the coffin is likely to be there.
"Uh..." Zhang Lin looked at me, as if he was hesitant to speak.
Seeing Zhang Lin's hesitant look, I understood. They also thought the basement was too dangerous and dared not go there, so they thought of me.
"Is that guy Wang Zhanshan the one who asked you to come to me?" I asked angrily.
Zhang Lin nodded sheepishly.
I knew Wang Zhanshan would think of me.
I bowed and said, "Take me to the basement!"
I briefly told Meng Shiyu about the situation, and Meng Shiyu told me to be careful.
At the entrance of the basement, I met Wang Lin.
After Wang Zhanshan saw me, he immediately ran over, "Zhao Dongfang, I suspect there is a ghost in my villa. You are a Taoist priest from Maoshan. You can catch the ghost for me. I will give you whatever money you want."
I glanced at Wang Zhanshan, then sneered and said, "Even if there is really a ghost in this villa, you brought it here. Think about what you have done!"
Wang Zhanshan didn't expect that I would talk to him like this, and was shocked. "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean? Don't you understand?" I mocked Wang Zhanshan, "Looking for someone to do a striptease at my father's funeral. In the five thousand years of China's history, apart from you, Wang Zhanshan, there really aren't many people who can do that."
This kind of thing! Don’t you know how you treated Mr. Wang when he was alive? Now that he is dead, you know how to pretend to be a filial son in front of others. I think you are just a toad, disgusting and disgusting if you don’t bite!
"
I have long disliked Wang Zhanshan. A person who does not treat his parents well is worse than an animal. No, saying so is an insult to an animal. After all, tiger poison does not eat its seeds, lambs know how to kneel down to breastfeed, and crows know how to nurse in return.
Wang Zhanshan's face turned blue and white when I said, "Master Zhao, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense! Everyone can see how I treated my father when he was alive. You
If you don’t understand the situation, don’t talk nonsense.”
I looked at Wang Zhanshan with some disgust, "Okay! Stop making excuses. Don't worry, I will go to the basement to take a look. But it's not for your sake, but for the safety of those people outside."
Then I ignored Wang Zhanshan, picked up a flashlight and walked to the basement.
Damn it, it would be so cool to say all the things you have been holding back in your heart at once!
The lights in the basement flickered on and off, and the light flickered on the white walls, making the atmosphere a bit scary.
But after experiencing a series of things like the Japanese ghost soldiers and the old lady with a black face, my mental endurance has long been different.
I walked slowly inside with a flashlight. The further inside, the more gloomy and gloomy I felt, as if the temperature had suddenly dropped several degrees.
"Squeak..." There was no wind blowing in the dark basement, but a wooden door in front of it moved on its own.
The door kept swinging, as if someone had just moved it.
Looking at the situation in front of him, Wang Zhanshan was so stupid that he really disturbed Mr. Wang's rest.
I sighed and slowly approached the room.
When I got closer, I looked into the house and saw that the wooden door that had been swinging also stopped.
I looked inside, and when I saw what was in the room, my pupils shrank suddenly.
In the center of the room, there is a coffin, and a photo of Mr. Wang's death is placed in front of the coffin.
Sure enough, it's here!
"Bang bang..."
Just when I was about to get close to the coffin, the coffin suddenly started shaking on its own.
Damn it, could it be that Mr. Wang really faked the corpse?
"Boom..." Before I could figure it out, the coffin on the coffin was suddenly bounced off by a huge force. The lid of the coffin hit the ceiling, and then fell heavily to the ground with a loud noise. Suddenly the room was filled with dust.
All around.
Mr. Wang stood upright in the middle of the coffin, his eyes cold and devoid of any emotion.
He was wearing a dark red Tang suit and a pair of black cloth shoes.
"Quack..." Suddenly Mr. Wang tilted his head and kept smiling strangely at me.
Immediately afterwards, Mr. Wang jumped up and jumped in front of me.
I immediately took out the peach wood sword that I carried with me. It seemed that I was going to fight the old man who was pretending to be a corpse today!