Her words also hit home exactly what we came for.
The cloudy eyes stared at me blankly.
Being stared at like this made my heart tremble.
No matter how I look at it, I feel that she is the same as Shen Ji said and does not look like a living person.
I was about to pull the mourning stick from my waist. If I didn't make a decisive decision, I was afraid that she would make a mistake and we would be discovered!
At this moment, Shen Ji suddenly scolded: "I have never seen a dead person light a candle for himself. If you want light, why don't you come out during the day to see it?!" The words were not loud, but they were revealing. Full of pressure.
Shen Ji raised his palm and hit the old woman on the forehead!
Holding between her fingers was a copper coin.
I've seen it at Blind Man Chen's. It's called Sui Qian, and it's considered a kind of treasure.
The old woman's expression suddenly became fierce. She suddenly threw away the candle in her hand and pinched the heavy bun with both hands!
There was a crisp sound, and the money was slapped on her forehead before she could get the bun into place.
The old woman's whole body froze and became motionless...
This old woman has no hair on her body and has no evil spirits, but she has a faint corpse aura.
I could probably guess what she was, but when I met her here, I felt a little nervous and worried.
Mr. Yin also frowned. He glanced at the coffin over there and said, "Luo Shiliu, let's take a look at what's inside. I'm afraid our plan will fail."
What he said is right...
When I met this old woman, she was not my grandma. Although she was being suppressed now, the fact that someone had entered the house must not be hidden.
If the bodies of my father and grandfather were not in the coffin...it would be nothing.
I quickly came to the front of the coffin, and Mr. Yin helped me. He took out a pry and quickly pried open the nails on the coffin.
When I opened one of the coffins, my expression changed again...
Lying here is the corpse of a middle-aged man. The corpse is covered with black fluff. It is clearly a black evil spirit!
This is not my dad, let alone my grandpa!
The next moment, the corpse suddenly stood upright with a buzz, as if it was a fake corpse and was about to stand up!
My reaction speed was also much faster, I pulled out the mourning stick and hit him hard on the head!
There was a crisp sound, and a piece of the corpse's forehead was dented, and several arcs of electricity and white gas came out.
The corpse fell into the coffin again with a thud, and fell down with a thud.
The black down on his face quickly began to dissipate, revealing a livid face and a pair of sunken eyes.
Although the eyelids are not open, there is a gap, and the shriveled eyeballs inside can be barely seen.
Mr. Yin frowned even more. He looked at the other coffin and shook his head: "It seems there is no need to open it."
To be honest, I was very depressed and couldn't hide my disappointment and disappointment.
Shen Ji glanced at me, his eyes full of surprise.
At this moment, slight footsteps came from outside the small courtyard.
I quickly raised my head and found that there were seven or eight people outside the courtyard gate.
Without exception, these people all had gloomy looks and fine black hair on their faces.
They stared at us, their eyes piercing with hatred and ferocity.
These "people" are all evil!
"I will deal with them. Master, you and Luo Shiliu will go first." Shen Ji jerked his waist and pulled out a slender whip. Its color was vermilion, as if it had been soaked in cinnabar. I don't know if it was what is the material.
There was a sense of heroism between her brows, and there was no fear at all!
Mr. Yin did not move.
I didn't move either.
Because those "people" did not rush in. Although they were vicious and vicious, they just stood at the door.
And they gradually moved out of the way and stood on both sides of the courtyard gate.
Another footsteps gradually approached, and at the same time, a sharp and thin voice shouted, "Little thief!" The voice sounded like a human voice, but it didn't sound popular.
Two voices came into the yard at the same time.
After a while, a stooped old man walked past the black demons and entered the courtyard gate.
He was wearing a Tang suit and looked very old. He had gray hair and raised his right hand at the elbow. Standing on it was a gray parrot. The parrot was still raising its neck at the moment, swaying back and forth, with "little feathers" in its beak. The three words "thief" kept shouting.
To be honest, this is very impressive.
Although this old man in Tang suit has a slightly stooped back, I dare not underestimate him at all.
His facial features were unremarkable, with a lot of flesh on his face covering many of his bones, and a mole at the corner of his eyebrow.
In addition, I have seen the photos and concluded at a glance that he is Yang Xiayuan!
We were so careful, but he still discovered us...
"Luo Zhongliang has been honest and upright throughout his life, but he didn't expect that his grandson would learn to steal by climbing over the wall. If he knew about it, he would be uneasy." Yang Xiayuan has a bit of a drake voice, which is very unpleasant, and there is an old feeling that he can't hide. Popularity seems to be dying.
He also looked up at me, but his eyelids were still droopy, as if he had no energy.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Yang Xiayuan said again, as if he was tired and took a few breaths.
In my opinion, this is a double entendre.
Did he mean that he had been waiting for me to solve the Feng Shui problem in the mountain for a long time, or was he waiting for a long time since he knew we would sneak in here?
"You brought two friends with you? Why aren't they the corpse collector and the blind man?" "What, are they dead?" Yang Xiayuan said again.
My face looked ugly, but I suppressed the throbbing in my heart.
Without answering the question about Blind Chen and Liu Wensan, I asked coldly: "Where is my grandma? And where are the bodies of my grandpa and my dad?" Likewise, I didn't take my eyes away from Yang Xiayuan.
Looking back at the photo of him when he was young, his expression was cold-blooded and indifferent. This senile appearance is similar to that of an ordinary old man. He was covering up to the core. No wonder he could remain anonymous for so many years and no one could find out.
"Didn't I tell you?"
"After the situation is broken, your family should be reunited. I only want to survive and nothing else." Yang Xiayuan said again.
He shook his head slowly again, seeming a little regretful, and said: "But you don't follow the rules very well, and I always say the truth."
"Now that you are careful, I should do something to teach you a lesson, right?"
I felt a chill in my heart and stared at him.
Before I could say anything, the gray parrot on his elbow pulled its neck again and shouted: "Kill! Kill!"
Yang Xiayuan smiled and said to the gray parrot: "It's not good to kill him, he is of great use."
The gray-skinned parrot shook its head at Yang Xiayuan.
Another shocking statement came out suddenly: "Kill the old man! The old man!"
