After entering, Liu Lang once again felt the cold breath of the funeral parlor, and the temperature seemed to have dropped several degrees suddenly, and the cold feeling rushed towards him.

Using the light of the mobile phone to illuminate the surroundings, the layout of the funeral parlor is still the same as before, the only difference is the large coffin in the middle.

Last time, when Liu Lang came to buy red rope in order to help the criminal police team catch zombies, he clearly remembered that the coffin was black and relatively large.

But when I look at it today, the coffin has turned gray, the size is relatively much larger, and the material seems to be a little different from before.

Liu Lang frowned, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled: Could it be that this old man sold a coffin and then made a new one? If that's the case, it's really a character.

took a picture of the coffin, Liu Lang saw that the old man inside was sleeping soundly, his lips kept turning up and down, his snoring was muffled, and he slept so fragrantly.

Liu Lang shook his head, took out a thousand yuan, put it on the edge of the coffin, and then looked around to find something.

Last time, it cost 1,000 yuan to help the criminal police brigade catch zombies, and later Feng Zhou applied for 2,000 yuan from above and gave it directly to Liu Lang.

Liu Lang was polite at first, but at Feng Zhou's insistence, he still put it away.

The remaining 1,000 yuan is just enough to buy something today.

Liu Lang rummaged around the shelves with a mobile phone flashlight, found a red rope more than ten meters long, and then found dozens of peach branches from the bottom of the shelf, and also found a plowshare iron.

While looking for it, Liu Lang pondered in his heart: This funeral shop is really full of things, it seems that everything you want to find, there are many things that I have never even seen, it is simply a universal supernatural grocery store.

In less than ten minutes, Liu Lang had found all the things he needed. I don't pull it all the way, and my backpack is full.

If you calculate it according to the price last time, the contents of this backpack will cost at least 10,000 yuan.

But looking at the old man who was sleeping like a dead pig, Liu Lang laughed and took out another dollar from his pocket. pressed on the 1,000 yuan, and then put all the remaining dark coins on it, and said to himself: "Hehe, if it's not enough, use the dark coins to offset it, but you can take any money!" ”

After finishing, Liu Lang pinched his hands and feet and walked out of the funeral parlor.

A gust of night wind blew past Liu Lang's side.

Liu Lang shuddered again and muttered, "Hehe." Tonight is an eye-opener, and the next step is to catch ghosts. ”

Thinking of going to Xishan Cemetery to catch ghosts, Liu Lang couldn't help but think of Zhu Ya, and pondered: "Do you want to call Zhu Ya?" This guy seems to be in a bad mood since Wu Banxian lost it. ”

Consider this verse. Regardless of whether it was the middle of the night, Liu Lang directly picked up the phone and dialed Zhu Ya's number.

The phone rang for a long time before it went through.

Zhu Ya's hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, Liu Lang." What's wrong? ”

"Pig teeth, come out and relax."

"What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"Just come out. I'll wait for you. ”

, regardless of whether Zhu Ya agreed or not, Liu Lang hung up the phone directly, and then sent him the address.

After sending the message. Liu Lang looked around and saw a stone bench not far from the funeral parlor, so he walked over, sat down, and looked towards the funeral parlor.

Liu Lang's curiosity was completely aroused by this strange funeral parlor, and he sat on the stone bench and looked at it with interest.

After a while, someone came.

Liu Lang couldn't tell whether it was a person or a ghost at this time, but he just wanted to see if he was walking through the closed half of the door or the half of the door that was open.

The visitor was an old lady of seventy or eighty years old, on crutches, gasping for breath with every step, and staggering, as if she would fall down when the wind blew her.

The old lady walked to the door of the funeral parlor, looked left and right, and then took a step forward, and actually entered through the half-closed door.

I'm rubbing, it's a ghost again.

Although these are ghosts, they don't seem to have the intention of harming people, and these ghosts are also orderly, only buying things, and then leaving after buying things, and they have nothing to do with people or things in the yang world.

After waiting for a while, the old lady came out of it, taking nothing in her hand, but the original crutch had become new.

"Hehe, this old lady originally bought a cane."

The more Liu Lang watched, the more interesting and interesting he felt.

Just when Liu Lang was looking at it, he suddenly heard a noisy and chaotic sound in the distance, and the sound of quarrels and fights was endless.

I heard someone shouting, "Damn, it's the other way around, run." ”

The funeral parlor faces north and south, and there is no sunlight all year round. A few hundred meters away from the funeral parlor is a very wide intersection.

The intersection is full of vehicles, but there are no traffic lights, and pedestrians and vehicles are running through it wantonly, which has become a frequent area for traffic accidents.

According to this intersection alone, several people die almost every month.

Because of this, the intersection has become more and more gloomy, but it is strange that the traffic police department has not installed traffic lights, and it seems that accidents have been allowed to occur frequently.

The cacophony was coming from the other side of the intersection.

Liu Lang raised his head and saw that in the center of the crossroads, dozens of people were standing there in a disorderly manner, and several of them were still wearing shackles, just like the prisoners he had seen before.

Around the crossroads, there were only four or five people who looked like officials, holding large knives and chains in their hands, staring nervously at the center of the intersection, but they did not dare to step forward.

Seeing this scene, Liu Lang couldn't help but be a little puzzled, stood up, took two steps forward, and squinted.

The big men were surrounded in the middle, and the group of people around them looked like gangsters, several of them were holding machetes in their hands, and they kept slashing at the officials, and their mouths were still unclean, scolding: "You dare to come forward, see if I don't kill you!" ”

The officials were silent, but they obviously didn't dare to step forward, and seemed to be extremely jealous of these guys.

According to Liu Lang's judgment, these people should also be ghosts, but what Liu Lang doesn't understand is that these ghosts dare to riot with ghosts, are they impatient?

Curiosity urged Liu Lang to take a few more steps forward, and one of the ghosts glanced at it, and also saw Liu Lang, and immediately shouted at Liu Lang: "Brother, if you can help us catch these prisoners, after we go back, we will report to our superiors and increase your life span by three years." ”

Liu Lang looked left and right, and seeing that there was no one else, he couldn't help but point to his nose and ask, "Are you me?" ”

The ghost was just about to turn his head, but he heard one of the prisoners scolding: "Stinky man, if you dare to meddle in your affairs, I guarantee that you will not be able to survive, and you will not be able to die!" (To be continued~^~)