When did Ma Li and Pan Xiaoqing see such a strange thing? Seeing that the other party's team was very long and there were countless, they immediately retreated in fear. At this moment, a cold wind came from behind. When they turned their heads and looked over, they saw a group of people appearing behind them!

These people, each with red makeup, jumped in front of them with red silk ribbons. The steps seemed to have never landed, and there was no sound in the joy!

Behind the dancing person in front of him was a white-faced woman with her hands crossed and covered her eyes. Her nails were one foot long, slender and sharp, but her face was covered with a layer of frost, which was so white!

"ah--"

Ma Li screamed in fear and hurriedly hid back. At this moment, there was a muffled sound. Ma Li fell down, and Pan Xiaoqing fell down. Looking at the thick fog, it actually dissipated. A ball of red and white fire light rushed straight to a building, and it disappeared again!

"call--"

A little green light ignited in the darkness. In the big and small space, Ma Li and Pan Xiaoqing climbed up, and the big box was right in front of them. The old guy was sitting upright on the bench, with his feet undulating. Looking around, there was something like an ancient sedan chair.

"Old ghost, what is this place?"

Pan Xiaoqing was so scared that she turned pale.

"Do you know what it means to carry a sedan chair?"

The old ghost laughed sinisterly.

"Ghost, ghost carries a sedan chair?"

"right."

The old ghost nodded, "Ghost, you can carry sedan chairs for people. Ghost carries sedan chairs for thousands of miles a day, faster than the high-speed rail!"

"You mean those just now..."

"Yes, those are all ghosts, and they are all old ghosts, none of them are easy to mess with."

The old guy giggled again, "With them help, go wherever you want."

"Oh, that's really convenient, haha!"

Pan Xiaoqing giggled, showed a particularly excited expression, and looked around, "I have done everything in my life, but I have never been in such a sedan chair! You can't say it, it looks really particular!"

He glanced at Ma Li inadvertently, but found that Ma Li's face was as white as paper, his lips were trembling, and he was still sitting down, without any intention of getting up.

"Hey, your name is Ma Li, what's wrong with you? Why can't you get up?"

"Guru."

Ma Li purred in her throat, "Ghost carries sedan...ghost carries sedan..."

"What's wrong with the ghost carrying the sedan chair?"

"It's not like carrying a sedan chair in vain, right?"

"Of course I won't be in vain."

"That...then they..."

"They do not collect money, they only have sacrifices."

"Sacrifice? What is a sacrifice?"

Pan Xiaoqing also felt something was wrong and frowned and looked at the calm old guy.

The old man smiled, looked at Ma Li with pity, and then at Pan Xiaoqing.

He didn't say anything.

But Pan Xiaoqing and Ma Li have already sweated like rain.

"Sacrifice is just a sacrifice. Why are you so nervous?"

"call--"

Pan Xiaoqing burst into laughter, "I was scared, I thought..."

Before he finished speaking, the monk suddenly waved his hand horizontally, "Puff--"

Ma Li's head fell to the ground.

Blood spurted out of his neck and splashed Pan Xiaoqing's face. Pan Xiaoqing was so scared that she screamed, "Ah——"

"Stop shouting, no matter how much you talk, you will die."

The old guy snorted coldly and glanced at Pan Xiaoqing.

Pan Xiaoqing stopped the sound instantly, grabbed the side of her hand, pressed against the wooden board, her body shook and kept shaking, "This...this...this..."

"She's useless."

The old guy seemed to see Pan Xiaoqing's thoughts and giggled, "The useless thing is just waste."

"you…"

"But you don't have to worry, you still have some help."

The old guy laughed again, "As long as you are honest and obedient and work hard, our family will not treat you badly."

“Yes, yes!”

Pan Xiaoqing was almost scared and kept nodding, nodding, and nodding again.

"Dong."

The sedan fell.

The old guy went down first and took the suitcase up. Pan Xiaoqing also came down. He looked back and saw that the sedan chair was gone and those weirdos were gone.

But when I turned around, I was so scared that I was trembling!

This is a mountain basin. Around the basin, there are many large and small boxes.

No, that's not a box.

That's a coffin.

There are at least a few thousand coffins, with heads rushing inside and feet rushing outside, radially shaped, surrounded by all sides, and stacked like a large bowl.

In the valley, there was a platform that was slightly more than one meter high from the ground. In the middle of the platform, there was an oversized bronze cauldron. The bronze cauldron was covered with black oil and burned by a bonfire lit with many bones. It was rumbling inside, as if some kind of liquid had been boiled.

A group of mysterious figures wearing masks and approval cloaks were surrounding them, as if they had been waiting for a long time. They waited until the old guy came over with his suitcase, and then they turned their heads one after another.

"Three thousand sacrifices, ten inches of roots, one side of the divine cauldron, black bone man--"

The old guy shouted and walked up the stage. Suddenly he swung his chest hard and threw the suitcase onto the stage. At the same time, there was a dull sound, and the huge suitcase was caught by a man in the air. The man turned his head and looked at him.

"Three thousand sacrifices, ten inches of roots, one side of the divine cauldron, black bone man--"

Monk Hua limped up while shouting. With a whizz, the black cloak was covered with his body, and a mask that seemed to be a god of some kind also appeared on his face, "Shiva-Linga-"

"Shiva, Linga—"

The other few were also as if they were inspired and raised their hands directly. These people all looked up at the sky, "Shiva, Linga--"

"call--"

"Dong--"

There was a muffled sound behind his back, and huge smoke and dust fell on the periphery of the huge pit. Among the ashes, a man wearing a black cloak and a mask slowly walked in from outside. In his arms, he was holding a piece of bacon-like thing covered with a glass cover!

"Three thousand sacrifices, ten inches of roots, one side of the divine cauldron, black bone man--"

These guys were like a group of lunatics. When they saw someone coming, they immediately raised their hands and shouted to the sky.

Suddenly, the man who came to the stage walked up and raised the glass in his hand. When everyone saw it, they all knelt on the ground and bowed their heads to the glass cover. At this time, they saw the man holding the cover making a very pious look, crushing the cover with a bang. At the same time, the bacon in the cover seemed to have some chemical reaction with the air and burned.

There was no fire, but there was black air everywhere. There was a thunder in the sky. In the blink of an eye, there were already clouds covering the sun, sand and stones tides coming and waves hitting the sky and the earth were already turbid!
Chapter completed!