The fat man's face became more and more ugly, but he still twisted his neck back and forth unnaturally.

I sighed, "The master is right, we're cut off from life now, and we're not much different from real ghosts. If you have a physical intersection with a living person, both parties will feel uncomfortable. ”

The fat man looked back at the people at the door, and then looked down at himself, looking a little aggrieved.

If you want to say that Wang Xizhen and I can still see the stitches and insert the needle, and it is okay to wear it out of the human sewn, just the body shape of a fat man, it is really difficult for him.

The fat man seemed to suddenly think of something, and looked at me with frowns: "Since you and this old monk obviously know that sealing wax will cause this kind of result, why don't you remind me?" You just want to see me go overseas, it's relatively right? ”

I glanced at him, but said nothing.

The fact is that after I drank the Huang family's wine, my brain still can't turn around.

Moreover, there are rules in one line, no matter whether it is a happy event, there is an inquiry, others will not have the right to speak, and naturally they will not use their brains more in some things.

Jing Hai smiled even more bitterly, "If I don't say I'm old, even if I'm still alive, how can I not make such a mistake?" ”

"Master, don't think about it." I comforted him with two words on the grounds of 'the rules of asking questions', looked around, and suddenly remembered a more serious problem, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "! ”

"What's wrong again?" The fat man asked with a little weakness.

I said, "We're like real ghosts now, we can't see the light of day." Therefore, we must rush back before the fifth watch. ”

The fat man rolled his eyes: "I thought what was the matter, one night was enough, what are you worried about." ”

"Fat boy, you, if you have him Boss Xu is fifty percent stable, you won't become the dead pig you are now!"

Jing Hai said angrily, squinting at me and saying, "Boss Xu is worried, there is still a distance between here and the Lion Tiger Mountain, and we won't have time to catch up with the fifth watch day ago." ”

The fat man and Wang Xizhen were a little dumbfounded when they came back to their senses.

To say that this place is not far from Laotou Mountain, it is relative to driving.

There is still a dozen kilometers between the two places, Wangshan runs a dead horse, relying on the '11 road' alone, and you have to walk for a while.

"So what do we do now? Why don't I go back and have someone prepare a car for us? Wang Xizhen tried to ask.

I shook my head, this is not a movie, what does it mean to burn a paper car casually, and a few 'ghosts' can drive around at a trot.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Jing Hai said suddenly.

Seeing him looking left and right, as if he was waiting for something, I just couldn't help but want to ask, but the old monk's eyes suddenly lit up, "It's here!" ”

Following his gaze, I broke out in a cold sweat.

In the dim darkness of the night, a red light and shadow drifted in the distance.

When I got closer, I realized that it was actually four people in red, carrying a huge red sedan chair, rushing to this side without touching the ground.

Looking at this magical scene, I suddenly remembered something and blurted out: "This is the blood mist that floated out after the urn was broken?" ”

"Hmm." Jinghai nodded, "The four people who carry the sedan chair are the four earth-eating ghosts in the ghost bottle." They have been in the urn for so long, they have been domesticated by the blood and food in it, and from now on, they will be your palanquin in the underworld! ”

"The ...... of the Sedan Lady in the Underworld"

Looking at the four red-clothed soil ghosts who had come to me in a trance, and then looking at the red sedan chair that was comparable to a small house, my brain was dizzy.

Xu Tiancong, my lord, how did you do this? Why did you just get me something like this?

"It's okay now, it's better to have a sedan chair to sit on than to walk." The fat man said with envy on his face.

Jing Hai scoffed, "You think it is beautiful, this ghost sedan chair in the underworld is the private property of his Xu family, and only his surname Xu can sit in the sedan chair." Don't say it's you, even if it's the Buddha and me, I still have to rely on 11 roads! ”

As he spoke, the red sedan chair had come closer.

I carefully looked at the four Soil Eaters, and their appearance at this time was similar to that of ordinary people, but they had long hands and feet, which was somewhat disproportionate.

"Time is running out, Boss Xu, get on the sedan chair!"

Jinghai said a word to me, suddenly turned around, straightened up facing the sedan chair, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Get off the sedan chair~"

Where have I seen this meeting, it is somewhat unnatural, but I also know that time waits for no one, gritted my teeth, and stepped into the sedan chair.

"Pick up the car~"

Jing Hai's sharp voice came from the side of the sedan outside, and then he heard him greet the fat man and Wang Xizhen, "Don't be stunned, keep up!" ”

Just when the sedan chair was lifted smoothly, I seemed to hear the old monk muttering: "Hey, I didn't expect that after so many years, our family will go back to this old job, it's really providential." ”

……

I stayed in a sedan chair, I couldn't say that I was in the clouds, but I didn't feel like I was riding a vehicle in reality.

It just felt like I was in a dream, and in my dream, I was up and down like a hurricane around me.

Maybe it was because the daytime was not over, and I didn't even have time to think about it, and I fell into a groggy sleep in this baby's cradle-like feeling.

This time, I had another dream.

First, I dreamed that the columbarium altar was not broken, but was still covered with a red altar cloth and placed on the beams of Dou Dabao's shop.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Dou Dabao's hairy face poking up from below, with a puzzled face, as if he wanted to put his ears up and listen.

However, before he could get completely close, he suddenly heard several people shouting at the same time: "Go! ”

Then I saw a cloud of blood mist, like a red fishing net, from top to bottom, covering Dou Dabao's head tightly.

In a trance, I saw four red figures, carrying the snare Dou Dabao running out of the funeral shop without touching the ground, and actually drifted along the surface of the moat to the other side.

I subconsciously wanted to catch up to see what was going on, but as soon as I ran onto the stone bridge, I suddenly heard a woman's cry from under the bridge.

At first, the cry was just one, then it became more and more, and finally it became so joint that it was impossible to tell how many people were crying at the same time.

I finally couldn't help myself and leaned out to look under the bridge.

Suddenly, I saw dozens of women floating on the river.

The women were all covered in blood, their hair was scattered, and their faces were bloody and they couldn't see clearly.

If I look closely, my soul is almost scared, these women have no skin!

I was stunned by this scene, but just as I was at a loss, I heard the soft voice of Jinghai in my ears: "We have arrived." ”

I woke up, thought of the terrible situation in my dream, and stumbled out of the sedan chair.

Without waiting to see the surrounding situation clearly, Jinghai looked at me with a smile and asked, "Have you had a nightmare?" Is it a dream that there are many women who have been skinned? ”

I nodded, and suddenly reacted, "How do you know?" ”

Jing Hai looked at the strange light in my eyes, and after a moment, he sighed: "It is inevitable that you dream of those women, because this ghost sedan chair in the underworld is made of the skin of those women!" ”