Everyone turned around in unison, and saw two men and one woman rushing to come.

It was Qin Manjiang, Qiao Ziru and Mei Sijun.

When Qiao Liang saw Qiao Ziru, he immediately changed his face. He hid in the crowd guiltily, not daring to face his biological daughter.

But at this time, one of the strong men responsible for digging graves suddenly exclaimed:

"Master! Come and take a look!"

The old Taoist's face was so pale that he looked ugly, but now he was suddenly screaming like this, so scared that his beard was trembling.

But after he received the money, he naturally had to do things. However, Zhao Fengchuan and Lin, who were wearing turtleneck sweaters, saw Qin Manjiang, among the three people who were squeezing through the crowd at a glance.

Zhao Fengchuan raised his eyebrows and whispered: "He is indeed here."

"Lin, let's go."

The young man with a strange color asked in confusion: "What should I do here?"

"Hehe, don't worry, aren't they here to deal with the aftermath?"

Zhao Fengchuan pulled Lin and squeezed out of the crowd without moving. He looked at Qin Manjiang: "What's more, these strange stories were prepared for him..."

"Hurry up and eat your fill, Jiang Du...I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhao Fengchuan and Lin left, while Qin Manjiang and the other two had just squeezed into the inner circle.

After Qiao Ziru saw the situation in the cemetery, tears suddenly came down.

She is late.

Not only has the grave soil been dug up, but the coffin has even rotted, revealing the bones inside!

"grandmother!

Qiao Ziru rushed out.

However, the old Taoist who had been hesitating suddenly grabbed her, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and quickly shouted: "Don't go forward! Don't go over!"

Although he was old, his hands were like iron claws, holding Qiao Ziru's wrist tightly, and she couldn't struggle at all.

"Let me go!" Qiao Ziru couldn't stop crying, "Grandma!"

Under the dark sky, in the cold mountain wind, the corpses in the rotten coffin make people fear and feel a little pity.

People are dead and will suffer such sins.

"Don't go there, you can't go there! You will suffer if you go there!" The old Taoist still refused to let go.

Qin Manjiang was about to go up to help, but was stopped by Mei Sijun. He pulled Qin Manjiang, shook his head slightly, and then said to Qiao Ziru: "Miss Qiao, listen to the Taoist priest, this coffin is something wrong..."

The old Taoist looked at Mei Sijun, but did not speak, but grabbed Qiao Ziru's hand and looked at the crowd around: "Where is the one named Qiao Liang? Get out of here!"

"Look at what coffin you used for your mother! You are such a sinful devil!"

The old man's beard was almost pissed.

However, the villagers around looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn’t find any bridges, and even the two bosses were no longer visible.

"Oh! They ran away!"

Someone shouted.

"What should I do? Old Mrs. Qiao's body was exposed so naked? Will it be buried again?"

"Oh my! Look! That corpse seems to be wrong!"

Among the people watching were sharp-eyed, and they saw something unusual from the decaying coffin.

"Old lady Qiao is so rotten that she only has bones left. Why are her eyes not rotten yet!"

This strange cry that made people feel cold in their hearts instantly made the crowd fall into a dead silence.

Someone was brave enough to look into the coffin and saw two eyeballs lying intact in the boned eyes!

"So amazing, hell!"

"ah!

"There is a ghost!"

After a man called out, the crowd became frightened and rioted in an instant, squeezing back one by one, trying to escape from the yin-powered halfway up the mountain.

The strong man who dug the grave who had just called the old Taoist also said at the right time: "Yes! Taoist priest, I called you just now, just look at this, why are your eyes still there?"

He was brave enough to run away without pulling his legs, because he knew the skills of this old Taoist. This time the customer invited the old Taoist, and the people who came to dig the grave together were much more at ease.

However, the old Taoist did not answer, but kept sighing and said, "I would have not taken on this matter if I had known it. This old lady was unworthy and imprisoned herself for being unhappy after death. She was born with a pair of spiritual children after death.

It should have destroyed itself, but was killed by this poplar coffin. I am afraid it will be a disaster..."

Qin Manjiang listened to the old Taoist words, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his heart. This feeling... made him very familiar. This is a sign that the [Child World] is about to discover a new [Strange Talk].

But he couldn't take out the [Children's World] in such a public view, so he could only ask Mei Sijun beside him: "Did you know something when you stopped me just now?"

Mei Sijun sighed slightly and said, "As the saying goes, you don't sleep with willows, and you don't sleep with Yang. Miss Qiao's coffin shouldn't decay so quickly. I just took a look and found that the coffin was poplar.

.”

"Popular wood is loose and brittle, and is not resistant to corrosion. According to the previous saying, those who die in the body should be buried in the soil. The coffin resists all kinds of evil spirits until the soul decays."

"But this poplar coffin cannot block the evil spirit at all. The dead are very easily invaded, and the body also decays very quickly...so..."

"Miss Qiao's grandmother is afraid she won't be at ease after her death."

He looked at the old man and said, "The deceased is uneasy after death. If the evil spirits change, it is the easiest to find descendants. Therefore, the Taoist priest grabbed Miss Qiao and prevented her from coming forward to contact her."

The old Taoist priest looked at Mei Sijun again. Young people nowadays don’t know much about this and don’t know much about it. This young man with outstanding appearance knows it. I think it’s a family-study care.

Qin Manjiang was a little surprised. He waved to Mei Sijun. The two of them lowered their heads to the side. He asked in a low voice: "Hey, according to what you said, some ghosts have their origins, and those Taoist priests are really capable?"

Mei Sijun shook his head and explained in a low voice: "A strange talk has lasted for a long time since ancient times. In ancient times, some people fell into strange talk. They escaped from the queen of heaven and recorded what they knew and encountered, and passed on their feelings to the back.

People, and among those who get them, are Taoists.”

"It is better to say that Taoists have magic," said that they learned some ways to deal with strange stories and ghosts from ancient books and the records of generations."

Speaking of this, Mei Sijun suddenly mentioned something.

"Don't classmate Qin know the origin of Miss Zhong?" he asked.

Qin Manjiang was stunned: "Is Zhong Xueran?"

Mei Sijun nodded: "Yes, Miss Zhong came from such a family. Her props are [Sanqing Bells], and among the disposable props we can exchange for, there are [Sanqing Bells], which Mr. Qin doesn't think

Is it strange?"

After Mei Sijun said this, Qin Manjiang realized that there seemed to be many secrets hidden in it.

The permanent props are unique in relation to the player's soul traits. Zhong Xueran, who has the [Three Clear Bells], should indeed be related to Taoism, but he didn't notice this.

"Yes...Why does [Sanqing Ling] have a disposable prop version..."

Qin Manjiang said in confusion.

Mei Sijun stopped talking, just said:
Chapter completed!