The coffin master showed helplessness, looking at the chopsticks box in his hand dumbfoundingly: "You are still angry, you are not cowardly, and dare to be angry with the god, but fortunately the **** has a good temper, hehe." The coffin master smiled, Putting the chopsticks box in his arms, with his hands behind his back, he walked slowly towards the exit with his back bent.

Lian Youyou stepped out of the picture scroll, but saw everyone standing in a row in front of her dully, just blocking her.

"What are you doing? Standing here as a human wall?" Lian Youyou pushed everyone away, and suddenly saw the picture of He Shiqi standing next to the corpse of the giant insect happily eating barbecue.

She also stood there in a daze for a moment, but slowly, she also bared her teeth and showed an unbearable expression.

"Is that the resentful soul of this painting?" Lin Tingjun, who was playing chess calmly, stopped, and looked at Lu Jingting, who was standing beside the Fat Buddha, who was also shocked.

Lian Youyou blinked, regained consciousness from the picture of He Shiqi eating barbecue, and looked at Lin Tingjun: "Yes, the other one is possessed and sealed in the painting."

Lin Tingjun turned back to look at Lian Youyou, with a trace of strangeness in his eyes.

Lian Youyou looked at him with raised eyebrows: "What are you looking at?"

Lin Tingjun blinked, then turned to look at the chessboard: "Of course it's because you look good."

The corners of Lian Youyou's mouth couldn't help but rise, her skirt fluttered, and she leaned next to Lin Tingjun: "Speaking nonsense, the look in your eyes just now didn't look good on me."

"Hmph..." Lin Tingjun pursed his lips and smiled, "I was thinking, when did you become so merciful, and you didn't wipe out the pictures in the painting?"

"It's boring." Lian Youyou turned around and sat opposite Lin Tingjun, looking at the chessboard with her hands on her chin, "It's still the same sentence, what's the fun in crushing an ant?" Hand takes son, puts down chessboard.

Lin Tingjun looked up at her quietly for a while, with a smile on his lips.

It was almost dawn, and it was the coldest time, and the figures in Yi's house were busy.

The Huang family's old house was huge, and there were not enough people from Fu Mingrui's eight gates alone. Fu Mingrui couldn't call all the arresters from the eight gates, otherwise it would alarm the entire capital. The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is coming soon, and the people above like harmony, so Fu Mingrui still has to keep a low profile.

Fortunately, there are still servants brought by Yi Jixuan. The whole house was dispatched to search for the "secret" hidden in this old house.

Fu Mingsu, Fu Mingrui and Yi Jixuan were waiting for news in the study, and they also stayed up all night. And the expressions on the faces of the three of them are also different.

Fu Mingsu felt a little guilty about searching for the bones, while Fu Mingrui was serious, waiting for the result with a serious face.

But Yi Jixuan was a little excited, there are bones, which means there is a story. Because the Yi family often buys private houses, not only is the Yi family not afraid of these things, but they are more interested in the stories behind the private houses.

The yin house is a house with a story.

The three of them sat in the study room, and the maid served them hot tea, which was steaming in the cool autumn night. Fu Mingrui and the others only looked in one direction, which was the dark night outside the door, waiting for someone to report.

Hei Yan has already wandered around Yi Zhai this night, his green eyes at night can see through the walls and floors, whether it is a secret room in the wall or an underground coffin, he can clearly see it.

He followed Zhao Cheng and the others to the backyard. A small courtyard in the backyard was locked, and there was a sealed dry well in the courtyard. Heiyan narrowed his blue eyes, which turned into needlepoints. He glanced at it, and felt bored lying on the beam, with the cat's tail drooping and swaying leisurely.

"Officer! This place is locked!" The servants of the Yi family who joined the search team immediately called Zhao Cheng and the others not far away.

By the way, this servant of the Yi family is really fearless of ghosts and gods trained by the Yi family. Not only is he not afraid of looking for the bones in the middle of the night, but he is as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

It turned out that because of the Yi family's habit of buying private houses, a special custom gradually emerged in the Yi family. In fact, it is not new for the Yi family to suspect that there is an accident in the yin house.

In the past, every time I bought a yin house, I first asked Zhang Tianshi to take a look. If Zhang Tianshi said that there were bones buried in the yin house, the Yi family would mobilize servants to search for them, and the servants found would be rewarded with lucky bags! In the lucky bag was not only the talisman that Zhang Tianshi gave to find the skeletal family, but also objective bonuses.

This custom has been inherited in the Yi family, and everyone will be so excited to find the bones.

Zhao Cheng and the others immediately stepped forward, drew out the machetes at their waists and split open the small courtyard.

With a kick from "duang", the courtyard door was kicked open, and there was only a round, sealed well inside.

"Everyone pry it open!" The Yi family's slave has experience in finding bones, and he has a hunch when he sees this kind of sealed well.

Everyone picked up the tool and quickly pried open the wooden board at the head of the well, and looked inside, it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. Only gusts of wind blew up from below.

"Rope!" With a cry, a bundle of rope was dropped.

Zhao Cheng turned over and entered, grabbed the rope with one hand, and began to descend carefully with the torch in the other.

This dry well has been dry for decades, with dead grass growing on the sides, and the walls are no longer damp. Zhao Cheng stepped on it, and the stepped lime "sand" fell down. The well was not shallow, and Zhao Cheng climbed for a while before the light from the torch in his hand illuminated the bottom.

"How about it—Old Zhao!" Wang Quan shouted from above, and everyone gathered around the well nervously.

Zhao Cheng took a torch in his hand and looked down a circle, and found a thick pile of black and yellow things that couldn't be seen clearly, like soil. He jumped down and stepped into the mound, finding it soft. He grabbed a handful suspiciously and sniffed it at the tip of his nose, and suddenly the stench of excrement burst his three senses.

"Ugh!" He quickly threw away the pile of things in his hand, retching.

"Is there any—" Wang Quan shouted from above.

Zhao Cheng shouted depressingly: "It's all shit—it's been too old, it's dried up—"

When the people above heard it, their faces turned green. Everyone who couldn't smell the smell before always felt that the air seemed to be filled with the smell of toilets.

Zhao Cheng didn't feel anything when he didn't know it was **** at first. Because after several decades, the smell has dissipated, and he can't smell **** if he doesn't turn it over. But now that I know it, I just feel disgusted.

However, Zhao Cheng felt strange. How did this dry well become a shithole? Feces are filthy things, and staying at home will destroy Feng Shui. A big family like this must fall to the ground diligently. How could it fall here?

Zhao Cheng took a step forward, his whole foot sank into the soft powder, suddenly, "Crack!", he seemed to break something.

He kicked away the pile of powder suspiciously, and immediately, a white femur appeared in front of him!

He was stunned and immediately dared not move again!

Dead bones are the last clues left in this world before death.

But Zhao Cheng accidentally stepped on and broke a leg bone...

This can wreak havoc on the clues left on the bones. So he didn't dare to move anymore, and, going up later, he had to be scolded.