Standing at the entrance of the temple, I looked up and saw the plaque above the ruined temple, and then I couldn't help but say something.

"Wow... oh... so... awesome... b... ah!" It turns out that the plaque above the temple reads: "Zhang Mansion".

These two characters are written with vigor and force, and the writing is like a spirit, with dragons and phoenixes dancing.

At first glance, it’s obvious that it was written by someone who hadn’t finished studying in the kindergarten class. The characters are all written for you to separate the family, and it has become “Gong, Chang, Fu”.

So, with great excitement, I pushed open the temple door, walked into Zhang's house.

After the temple door opened, the sight that greeted me was so frightening that cold sweat broke out on my forehead, my scalp was numb, and I almost lost my balance.

I saw no less than a hundred large vermilion coffins placed in the empty yard, stacked one on top of another, with the Twenty-Four Filial Piety painted on them.

That's not all. There are many paper figures and horses piled in the corner, as well as a woman made of paper, wearing a three-point dress, which is lifelike and real.

Although I have experienced the baptism of a female ghost, I still felt trembling when I suddenly saw so many longevity utensils.

There are more than a hundred large coffins. What a spectacular scene. Some people may never see it in their lifetime, and these coffins have been painted!

You should know that generally coffins are semi-finished products and need to be ordered by someone before they are painted. The pictures painted on the coffins are very scary.

Fortunately, I deal with dead bodies every day and have a strong psychological endurance. After calming down for a while, I calmed down.

He closed his eyes and kept his head down, trying not to look at those scary red coffins, and walked forward.

After walking for a few minutes, I finally got rid of those coffins that made people feel chills on the back of their necks just looking at them.

But it was also difficult because there were two roads in front of me, one leading to a room.

There is a clean road leading to a neat room.

On the other hand, the opposite was true. There were rat droppings on the road, and more importantly, there were spiders on the door to the room leading to it.

There is a huge gap between the two roads and the two rooms, as if one is in the sky and the other is in the earth.

A sentence came to mind: The road and the house are both the same, so why is there such a big gap?

It is self-evident which path I chose. I took the clean path and went straight to that room.

I made this choice after careful consideration. Think about it, the old Taoist priest is smarter than a monkey. How can he stay in a clean room instead of staying in Maitai's room? Unless he is short-sighted.

To make matters short, in the blink of an eye, I arrived at the door of the clean room and pushed the door open without saying a word.

You really don’t know this until you enter, but you’re shocked when you enter. It’s quite a big room, but it’s only less than ten square meters inside.

But in such a small room, there are hundreds of ceramic jars piled up. Some of the ceramic jars are still covered with paper and there are some things drawn on the paper. I can't understand what they mean.

"This old Taoist priest has a wide range of business. He catches ghosts and sells coffins. Not only that, he also sells pickles!" To me, these things are pickle jars.

After walking around for a while, I didn't find anything big, not even a trace of someone having been there, so I planned to go out.

After all, I can't take a shot at a pile of densely packed ceramic jars.

I opened the door and walked out, but the moment my legs were about to cross the threshold, I couldn't move.

And a spooky wind blew behind my neck, making my back feel cold and I sneezed.

The way I looked at that time was really funny. I was standing motionless at the door with my legs moving, as if someone had pressed my acupuncture points to immobilize me.

It wasn't over yet. I suddenly felt a chill on my shoulder, as if an ice cube had been placed on it. It chilled me to death.

At the same time, a ghostly and harsh voice sounded in my ears: "Don't go!"

The sudden sound frightened me, and I thought to myself, had I encountered a ghost again?

As for why I said there is a ghost, there is a reason. Think about it, this room is so small to begin with, there is not even a bird, and suddenly a person comes out to talk. If it is not a ghost, it can be Maria Ozawa!

I stood at the door, my heart pounding, gasping for air, and I didn't dare to look back.

Time passes bit by bit, and now I finally realize what it means to live like a year.

I don’t know how long it took, but I felt that the thing on my shoulder was gone and I could move. But after such a long time, I seemed to understand what was on my body. It was - a hand!

But I have some doubts. This is the home of an old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest is too stupid to live with ghosts.

Could it be that the old Taoist priest had an affair with ghosts? A picture suddenly appeared in my mind. The old Taoist priest was whipping various ghosts with a whip...

Just as I was thinking, another gust of wind blew over me. I didn't stop and fell back into the room, kissing the ground unexpectedly again.

Even if I have to admit myself, after being knocked to the ground, I stood up like a carp, picked up the broken broom in the corner, held it in my hand and drank: "Who dares to stir up trouble in Tai Sui's territory? I am

Exorcist Taoist Master Zhang Tianyi is the same!" I told her what the old Taoist priest said to the female ghost.

What do I call this? It's called he, which means bragging to scare people, but I don't know if it can scare ghosts.

I would say that humans and ghosts are the same. They have one nose and two legs. They eat with their mouths and use their legs to get on the kang.

There are so many ghosts, not just one ham but two eggs. After experiencing the baptism of a female ghost, I became bolder.

I held the broken broom in my hand and walked on the same spot, observing the movements around me with my eyes. It felt like a devil entering the village.

After I looked through the entire room, I was as tired as a dog. As you can imagine, I found nothing. Except for a bunch of broken jars and a bunch of broken paper with "garbled" drawings on them that I couldn't understand.

pattern.

But I found that most of the jars inside were covered with yellow paper, except for the jar in front of me, which was covered with purple paper.

And I still recognize the words on this purple paper. Although I have never gone to college, I am still literate. This is thanks to the country’s compulsory education.

There were four big characters written on it: "Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Zong!" When I saw this thing, it was very interesting, and I didn't know how to use it, so I stretched out my hand to tear it off...

As soon as I stretched out my hand, I heard a ticking sound, and then a small drop of water appeared on the back of my hand.

I didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to tear up the purple paper, but unexpectedly, many water drops fell from it, making my whole hand wet.

I was so angry that I pulled my hand back and rubbed it on my pants casually, then raised my head to see what was going on.

When I looked up, I was so scared that I lost my wits!

"Ah!" I shouted, the sound was louder than a radio speaker!

I saw a man hanging from the beam, dressed in white, with disheveled hair, a sunken face, and bulging eyes.

What's even more frightening is that his tongue was hanging out more than an inch long and was dripping with saliva. It turned out that the water droplets dripping on my hand were his saliva!

As soon as I screamed, the person on the beam flew down, covered my mouth, and said grimly: "Don't scream, don't scream..."

"Who are you? Damn it, let go of me!" I was an idiot at the time and asked him who he was, but he was obviously a ghost. I foolishly thought he was a human!

"I let you go, don't move!" he said grimly again.

I can’t move? Impossible! If I don’t move, I’m a bastard!

After he finished speaking, he let go of me. I was relieved and ran away immediately. Then I picked up the broom again, held it in my hand, and pointed it at the disgusting man.

But when I saw his whole body, I threw the broom away and started retching.

When he was up there just now, I didn't see clearly, I just thought there was someone doing handstands on the rafters.

But now that I see his appearance, I understand that this guy is not a human, but a ghost!

His face was blue, and he was floating in the air. His feet did not touch the ground, and there was no shadow. What disgusted me the most was that there was a big hole in his stomach, and his intestines, liver, etc. flowed out, and he was in a heap on the ground.

It was a lump, and I vomited again as I watched it.

I thought to myself that they are also ghosts, and other people’s ghosts are good-looking, but you look like a mother!

After I finished vomiting, I saw him floating towards me. It didn't matter when he came over, but it shocked me. Is this what the old Taoist said about being haunted by ghosts?

I was already prepared to go to South Korea for plastic surgery, but unexpectedly this time my wish came true again.

The disgusting ghost floated over tremblingly, then he knelt down in the tunnel and said: "Master, please help me, I died so unjustly!"

I was confused by the guy in front of me. I asked doubtfully: "You, aren't you a ghost? Why don't you come and bite me?"

After I finished speaking, I felt like my intestines were filled with regret. I was so excited.

This is like one day when I went to the bank to make a deposit, and I was unlucky enough to encounter a robber. After the robber took the money away, he shot everyone to death with a gun, except me.
Chapter completed!