It is worth mentioning.

The old man had only three fingers in both palms, and the other two fingers seemed to be cut off by someone, and they seemed to be eaten by something terrifying.

If the old man’s clothes and his appearance are ignored, everything in this old house will meet the standards of a mourning hall.

After all, it is a common situation to burn paper in front of the coffin in a mourning hall.

But the old man's appearance was so terrifying. To be precise, he didn't look like he was at all!

There were no facial features on his face. Originally, there were only bloody blood holes left in his eyes, nose, mouth, ears, eyebrows, etc. Through these blood holes, the blood in his body could be clearly seen.

flow.

However, the blood in the old man's body is different from the bright red blood of ordinary people, and the blood in his body is actually black!

Sudden.

The old man was burning paper and the paper money in his hand fell directly to the ground, making a "pop" sound when the object fell.

"Click!"

At this moment, a huge wound suddenly appeared on the old man's head, almost piercing his entire head.

And the wound appeared very strangely without any warning.

"The curse of that... knife!"

A more strange scene happened.

The old man clearly had no mouth, and the blood hole that replaced the mouth was not moving, but a hoarse and low voice still rang in the hall of the old house.

This is amazing!

This terrifying old man seemed to know what was attacking him, and he seemed to know the hatchet in Su Mubai's hand.

soon.

The black blood flowed out along the wound, making a "trickle" sound, echoing in the hall, making people feel numb from the scalp.

"Crack~Crack~Crack~~~"

The red coffin in the center of the hall also reacted at this time, as if someone was constantly scratching the lid of the coffin with his sharp nails, making harsh sounds.

"Stop it, with me here, you can't come out of this coffin."

In the hall, the hoarse and low voice sounded out of thin air again.

The moment the voice sounded, the red coffin suddenly emitted a thick black light, and then the sound of nails slashing the wooden board disappeared.

"Crack!"

Flames splashed everywhere.

The terrifying old man squatting in front of the coffin began to burn paper money again, and yellowed paper money was thrown into the brazier in front of him.

What's weird is.

The hideous wound on the old man's head actually disappeared bizarrely, leaving no trace, and not even a scar.
Chapter completed!