Chapter 204 Chapter 204 Coffin Shop

Author: I am Xiaoyang

Chapter 204 Chapter 204 Coffin Shop

There seemed to be a shop standing in the darkness. The shop had not collapsed or closed, and was still open for business.

Wan Hao guessed that this must be the coffin store.

If not, then Marriott would not dare to go any further. There is darkness on both sides of the bluestone road, which is so weird and scary that it seems that if you continue walking down, you will get lost in it.

After making a decision, Marriott moved forward to investigate the store.

However, the surroundings were too dark. If Marriott wanted to see clearly, he had to walk to the door.

Arriving at the gate, Marriott has confirmed that this is the coffin shop.

look up.

Three large black characters hanging on the white plaque told Marriott that this was the place he was looking for!

Coffin shop!

Continue to take a few steps forward.

Inside the opened store, there was a coffin placed in the center.

This is a black coffin with bright paint and no dust at all. It is very new and has been completed. It is not a defective product.

This made Marriott pause.

Black coffin, there is also a coffin placed in the headquarters, also black, and the coffin in the headquarters is the coffin that gave birth to the ghost.

This reminded Marriott of some customs.

Black coffins are used for those who died suddenly, while those who died of old age use red coffins.

After hesitating for a while, Marriott chose to go in. He couldn't do it without buying the coffin.

After entering this coffin shop, I discovered that in addition to the black coffin in the middle, there were other coffins on the left and right sides.

These coffins come in different sizes, and some of them are wood-colored and have not yet been painted.

Vaguely, Wanhao heard some sounds.

But I found that there were some sounds of knocking and sawing wood coming from the coffin shop, as if someone was working inside, making coffins.

However, the strange thing is that when Wanhao wanted to get closer and hear more clearly, the sound inside suddenly stopped.

The surroundings fell into silence, as if they were back on the bluestone road again.

"A fierce ghost or a ghost master?"

Wan Hao was a little surprised. As he walked along, he saw that there were not many open shops, but those that were open were empty. This made Wan Hao wonder if the voice just now was that of a ghost.

Wanhao, a fierce ghost who has something to do with coffins, doesn't think it's too simple.

But he couldn't leave. The coffin shop had been found and the coffin had to be bought back.

"Young man, buy a coffin. You'll need it sooner or later. It only costs eighteen yuan."

Just when Marriott was thinking about how to deal, strange sounds echoed in the store.

Eighteen? So cheap?

This made Wan Hao feel a little incredible. The old man in the ancient house gave him thirty yuan, which in theory should be just right. Could it be that the coffin shop also lowered its price because of poor business?

"Eh~"

Before Wan Hao could speak, the strange voice let out another soft cry.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Hao suddenly felt that his body was extremely hot, as if the blood in his whole body began to boil. This made Wan Hao's expression change greatly, thinking that he had triggered a certain ghost's murderous pattern.

However, Wanhao couldn't move at all, and his body was frozen in place.

A trace of blood flowed out of Wan Hao's pores and slowly fell to the ground. The blood gathered into a word on the ground.

【open】

At this time, Wanhao suddenly felt that he could control his body again. He wanted to run, but he was curious about what happened.

There was some kind of supernatural effect on him just now, which directly suppressed the evil spirit in his body, but it did not attack him.

Looking at the word "Zhang" on the ground, Wanhao knew that this thing was responsible for all this.

"When, when did I have this kind of supernatural power in my body? Why didn't I find it before?" Wan Hao was horrified. If his body hadn't turned into a ghost body, his whole body would probably be wet with cold sweat.

"It turns out I'm here to ask for Zhang Dong's coffin, which costs twenty-eight yuan."

The strange voice disappeared after he finished speaking, as if it had never appeared before, and the only sound left in the coffin shop was Wanhao's breathing.

'Zhang Dong? Is this the name of the old man in the ancient house?'

Then Marriott's face turned dark. Just now it was said to be 18 yuan, why did the price suddenly increase to 28 yuan?

Does this hole have a grudge against you?

Then Wanhao frowned again.

'No, that's not right. If there is a grudge, the Ghost Controller will not have any contact with you, let alone life and death. It will be hard to come and buy things. In other words, this hole is much more special than other Ghost Controllers.'

Putting aside the thoughts in his mind, Marriott took out the ghost money from his backpack, counted twenty-eight pieces and placed it on the ground, not far from the bloody word.

The next moment, the ghost money Marriott placed on the ground disappeared.

A mahogany coffin appeared in front of Marriott.

"This is the coffin Zhang Dong customized back then. Let's go." The strange voice sounded again.

Wan Hao didn't dare to stop at this weird coffin shop, so he grabbed a corner of the coffin and carried it on his back. Not only did he get supernatural powers from controlling the ghost, but he also experienced great physical changes. Carrying a coffin did not make Wan Hao

How heavy it feels.

After Wanhao walked some distance away from the coffin shop, he vaguely heard the sound of knocking and sawing wood coming from the shop.

Wanhao walked along the bluestone road and returned to the bridgehead. At this time, the faceless man was no longer where he was.

Without thinking much, Marriott prepared to leave.

After stepping onto the ancient bridge, Marriott looked back and saw that many pedestrians in different attires appeared on the ghost street.

Wanhao left the ancient bridge without stopping. The sound of vendors hawking could be heard in his ears, and many people around him were secretly cursing bad luck.

Walking with a coffin on his back did cause some commotion, but Marriott didn't care and walked towards the hotel.

Back at the hotel, as soon as I entered the door, the waiter said welcome to Marriott again, without even realizing whether it was normal to carry a coffin on his back.

"Oh, my God, I'm running a shop, it's unlucky for you to come in with something on your back!" Boss Liu's voice came.

Marriott didn't pay much attention, put down the coffin, walked to the counter and scanned 100,000 yuan. The chattering Boss Liu suddenly stopped talking.

Boss Liu stepped forward and carefully touched the red lacquer coffin.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, old man, I have been saving up for half my life but I haven't saved enough coffin books. You kid bought it without blinking an eye."

"I just bought it for my elders."

Then he ignored Boss Liu. His purpose of coming to the ancient town had been achieved. He took out his satellite phone and contacted the headquarters. It would be too troublesome for him to bring such a coffin back alone and he needed help from the headquarters.

Half an hour later, people from the headquarters arrived.

After packing the coffin, Wanhao carried it onto the helicopter and transported it to Dayang City.

Headquarters.

"You said Marriott brought a coffin from Taiping Ancient Town?" Wang Xiaoming asked with a glint in his eyes.
Chapter completed!