Yun Song got up and touched the costume.

It's cold and harsh.

It's really related to sneaky.

At this time, Wu Yinyang said again: "You stretch out your hand and touch the pocket inside the opera robe."

Yunsong reached out and touched the rough and soft paper.

He took out the paper.

It's a handful of paper money!

Wu Yinyang said in a low voice: "These paper money appeared inside last night."

Yun Song asked, "What does this mean?"

Wu Yinyang did not answer, so he opened the box next to him, which also had a playboat inside, but was torn to pieces and ragged.

He put out the play robes for Yun Song to show them and asked, "Have the real person discovered anything?"

Yun Song looked at him carefully.

The hood of the first playbooth was cut off.

The second hood, sleeves and trouser legs of the play robe were cut off.

The third robe was torn into rags...

He looked at Wu Yinyang's solemn expression and knew what it represented, but he didn't see what it represented, so he decided to take a look at the wind.

He took a breath of cold air, his face darkened, his eyes sharp, and he said, "This, is this..."

He didn't say anything more, but looked at Wu Yinyang in shock.

Wu Yinyang nodded and said, "Yes, beheading, five horses dismembering the corpse, and Lingchi three tortures! In addition, there are robes representing other ways of death, including car cracks, halved chops, etc., and there are paper money inside!"

He said as he went to search for a few robes and took out the paper money in his pocket.

Not only the yellow paper money that Yun Song just touched, but also gold ingots, silver ingots, etc. Wu Yinyang also put these things on for Yun Song to see.

Obviously, there is something wrong with these paper money.

Yun Song looked carefully and soon discovered the problem:

Not only are the styles of gold, silver ingots and kok square paper money, they are also different in batches, or in different sources.

Even if it is gold ingot, it can be seen that the gold foil they use is different, and the stacking method is different. Depending on the degree of fading of the gold foil, the time they are made is also different!

The difference between Kong square paper money is even more obvious. The papers are different: that is, the yellow paper used to make paper money is different. Some are thick and some are thin, and some have words written on it. You can tell the difference by looking at the handwriting.

Wu Yinyang asked with a gloomy face: "The evil spirits that came last night were not one or a group of them. They arrived one after another, leaving these things behind."

Yun Song asked, "Captain Wu guesses what they mean?"

Wu Yinyang sighed and said, "Although the Taoist Master is young, Mr. Qian's family praises you all the time. Then you should be young and promising."

"But the Taoist priest is not a local, so he should not understand our funeral group and funeral scenes. Our plays are not something we can sing casually..."

"Every time you sing, you will lead ghosts from Fengdu." Yun Song interrupted him.

Wu Yinyang nodded: "No, so our identity and outfits are easy to attract sneaks. So according to industry rules, we should go to employers' homes for the most part in the daytime."

"But Mr. Qian was very anxious to send us the message, so we had to go on the road at night. According to the rules left by the graduation stance, we cannot make noises at night. We must block the five senses and close the six senses, so as to prevent demons from paying attention to us."

"It's a pity that you made trouble last night!"

"So you guessed that there were sneakers from the mountains who were eyeing you, and then when you fell asleep at night, they would come to tinker with you?" Yun Song asked.

Wu Yinyang nodded: "No, Taoist priest is right."

"Our funeral drama is to play the dead for a lifetime, and finally bring the dead ghost out of the ground."

"So if I guess correctly, they came to give us a notice last night to inform us of their deaths, and let us act in the funeral drama according to their deaths, and then they will return!"

Yun Song said, "Then guess, will they come tonight?"

Wu Yinyang said: "I will definitely come. Even if I don't come to trick us, they have to see if we are performing a funeral show. They are eyeing us!"

Yun Song said lightly: "Okay, then I'm waiting for them here tonight!"

Wu Yinyang said: "The Taoist priest is a responsible person."

There is usually nothing wrong during the day. Yunsong had lunch and tasted Shuanghu Soup, and then returned to his house to explain.

Hu Jinzi and Pi Xiao are both loyal people, and they all want to pat their chests and express their opinions to Yun Song.

Yunsong thought this was good, so he brought the group with him.

The use of Chuanshanjia and others to deal with demons and evil spirits is not very useful. Yun Song took them with him because he was not sure that all the people he had to deal with tonight were living people.

He could not trust the Qian family, and even the funeral group. Who knew what tricks these two gangs would do tonight?

So it's okay to bring Dianling and others to pick them up. If someone wants to harm them, these people will come in handy.

As night fell, he took Abao and Linghu to the north house of Qian's family.

The north room is gloomy during the day, and at night it is naturally full of yin energy. The moon outside is bright and the moonlight is bright, but when it shines into the house and falls on the ground, it is white and miserable.

These houses are used as woodsheds and grocery rooms on weekdays. The mourning group insisted on living in this place, so they were temporarily cleaned up.

Because no one maintains it on weekdays, there are countless insects and rats inside.

As soon as Yun Song calmed down, he heard the sound of "Eat Lala", as if a mouse was moving behind the wall.

Linghu Xiang slowly opened his eyes and showed his claws!

When facing the evil ghost, I am submissive, and when facing the mouse, I strike hard!

The moon wandered for half a day.

The night became deeper and deeper.

Snoring sounded in the nearby room, and the actors in the devastating group fell into a deep sleep.

Just inadvertently, Linghu suddenly got up and walked to the windowsill and looked out from the edge of the window.

The tail was tightly clamped in the buttocks.

This is something coming!

Sure enough, Yun Song listened with his ears and soon heard a strange sound of wind.

A gust of wind swirled outside.

It was like a whirlwind came in the yard, and the whirlwind was turning around, sometimes at the door, sometimes at the window, sometimes at the corner of the wall.

But it didn't disappear or leave.

Yun Song did not take action because Linghu Xi was still watching secretly instead of lying down to pretend to be dead, which shows that the thing coming outside is not dangerous.

The tough guy is behind.

He can't be shocked.

Suddenly, Linghu fell on the bed.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly open, his tongue drooped out, his limbs were stiff, and his tail was straight, and his death became more and more realistic!

Yun Song immediately pulled out the five thunderwoods.

At this time, a whistling sounded, and another whirlwind entered the yard!

But after the whirlwind appeared, it did not enter the house, but blew up in the yard. Yunsong leaned over to the window and looked out, and suddenly saw two black whirlwinds.

One thin and one thick, one thick, one chasing the thin one.

The slender black whirlwind was slow, and was caught up several times, beaten, and then suddenly turned into a fiery red fox and rushed out.

It rushed to the room eagerly and shouted: "Good man, help me!"

A majestic sound sounded in the black whirlwind behind:

"Son of a bad son, why don't you go back to the cave with your father? You, an unfilial son, actually gave your grandparents a drug. You are so bold. The owl has wings, the clothes are so bad that you don't recognize your relatives!"

The little fox crawled to the door and leaned against the door panel and shivered: "I just want to see the funeral show. Dad, I just want to see the funeral show. Jiuyuan's door god said that this funeral show is interesting. I want to see the funeral show..."

"Shut up! Come back with me and apologize to your grandparents!" Black Tornado was furious.

The little fox stubbornly stubbornly slammed his neck, turned around and patted the door with his claws: "People inside quickly, please help me, I will give you benefits..."

"Get out." Yun Song refused flatly, "You dare to cheat even the grandparents who care about you. Will you give me an outsider's benefit? Why are you fucking cheating me!"

Black Tornado said, "What a smart person."

The little fox shouted, "No, I am a villain. I only dare to bully my grandparents, and I dare not bully you outsiders."

Yun Song said, "You are unfilial and arrogant. You are just a scumbag, you are a scumbag! So get out of here, don't cause trouble for me, otherwise I will attract thunder to hit you!"

The little fox cried and ran to the door of the house next to him to call the door. At this time, Abao slapped open the window and poked his head out and roared:

I'm sleeping soundly. Which slut is whining outside?

As soon as Abao emerged, the Black Tornado was shocked: "Iron-eating beast? The evil son is not leaving quickly!"
To be continued...