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In an instant, a cold air surged from the soles of his feet, all the way to the fat man's forehead.

He was attracted by a "crunch" sound. Originally, he thought that some piece of wood in the temple had decayed and loosened, but now, looking at it, he could not tell which corpse was tired, and he climbed out and insisted on saying hello to him. .

According to Fatty's own imagination, he will probably be killed by the floating ghoul in the following three ways: First, the floating ghoul is now lying on the ceiling above his head, hanging upside down, and there will be some drops of mucus for a while. Come down, land on him, and then take advantage of the moment when he is attracted and look up, drop him in seconds.

Second, the floating ghoul was standing behind him wetly, waiting for him to turn back excitedly, and then drop him in seconds.

Third, the floating ghoul is now hiding behind the coffin, and when he gets close, it suddenly jumps out and drops him in seconds.

Although Fatty feels that his skills are much stronger than before, he probably hasn't gotten to the point where he can tear himself apart from the ghost, so as long as the ghost makes a move, he can tidy up his appearance.

Fatty swallowed his spit carefully. In order to deal with these three killing methods, he lowered his head slightly, did not turn around at all, but slowly stepped back. In the faint light, Fatty saw that the coffin behind the statue of the goddess was not empty, but contained corpses.

The body closest to him was swollen and wet, with a piece of yellow paper covering its face, and a black block of wood pressed against the yellow paper.

If Jiang Cheng was standing here, he would recognize that it was a ruler.

Seeing that the corpse was still lying honestly in the coffin, the fat man put his heart back into his stomach, but he still did not look back. Instead, he used his peripheral vision to determine the position and slowly returned to the incense burner, kneeling respectfully in front of the statue of the goddess. On the futon, began to pick up nice words.

"This is the end?" Jiang Cheng sat opposite Fatty and listened carefully to what happened in the mourning hall.

The fat man put both hands on the table, holding the teacup carefully, as if he was taking the temperature of the tea, "Yes, doctor, it's scary anyway, but fortunately, nothing happened, I'll wait until the incense burns out. , I came out and banged the bell, and then came back." After a while, Fatty added as if recalling something, "By the way, I also saw Lei Mingyu on the way back."

"Did you say hello?" Jiang Cheng's tone changed.

Fatty shook his head, "Of course not. I'm worried that he's pretending to be a ghost, so he didn't pay attention to him at all. That...he didn't pay any attention to me."

Not long ago, Jiangcheng heard the sound of the bell, and wanted to come to Lei Mingyu, who also went to the mourning hall.

Similar to what Fatty encountered, Lei Mingyu also heard the "creaking" sound coming from behind the statue of the goddess, but after lighting the incense, he stayed in front of the incense burner, completely ignoring the sound, let alone looking at it. .

After an unknown period of time, the fat man was lying on the bed. He was tired from the night vigil. He was half asleep when he heard a bell ringing, and "Guru" got up from the bed.

Jiang Cheng has been sitting at the table with his phone on the table, his tone is calm: "It's Lei Mingyu who came out."

The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked out the window, "Looks like he passed the border too."

Just as Jiang Cheng thought, the two people who were drawn to the top lottery and the top lottery were all near misses, and the real danger was really behind. will die at the first level.

I am afraid that the real unlucky person is either A Biao who signed the contract, or Pang Xiaofeng who signed the contract.

And if everything is normal, the person who is going to die tonight is almost certain to be Ah Biao.

Fatty seemed to have thought of this as well, and lowered his voice: "Doctor, if someone must die tonight, I hope it's that Ah Biao, they are not good people."

"Hopefully." Jiang Cheng picked up the phone and recorded the time after hearing the sound of Yu Chengmu hitting the bell.

Not surprisingly, after lighting the incense, Yu Chengmu also heard the "crunch" sound, but Yu Chengmu didn't seem to panic much. After entering the mourning hall, he guessed the drowning person from the layout of the entire mourning hall. The corpse is placed behind the statue.

But what puzzled him was the **** statue in front of him. He had been immersed in this way for many years, and he had never seen or heard of such a **** statue.

And... Yu Chengmu looked up and down at the statue, and felt more and more strange. The statue was too real. Whether it was the face or the folds on the clothes, it was all lifelike.

This is not a good thing. Clay statues that are too similar to gods will be considered a crime of disrespect, ranging from bankruptcy and illness, to disasters of water, fire, swords and soldiers.

Not only that, the placement of the sacrifices in front of him was also different from what he had imagined. The placement of the sacrifices was neat and orderly, but the sacrifices in front of him were disorganized, as if they had been pieced together temporarily.

Yu Chengmu squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the offerings in front of him. When he counted to the last one, his eyelids twitched. The total number of tributes was 10, which was not an odd number!

There are strict requirements for placing sacrifices~lightnovelpub.net~ It can be one serving, but if there is more than one serving, it must be 3 or a multiple of 3, and it cannot be an even number.

Because it is passed down from the older generation, if the offerings are even in number, then the funeral will be double, and one more person will die among those who come to worship.

After making this discovery, Yu Chengmu immediately walked to the offering table and picked out an offering to examine carefully. After a while, a scene that made his back feel chills appeared. This offering was also 10 pieces!

Taking a deep breath, Yu Chengmu finally understood why this temple was so weird, because it wasn't a **** at all, it was a ghost!

These villagers... are actually worshipping ghosts!

After thinking about this, Yu Chengmu's attention focused on the white candle with the thickness of the baby's arm in front of him. The candle that was burning calmly at this moment also became strange in Chengmu's eyes.

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and Yu Chengmu did not leave immediately after the incense went out, but walked behind the statue and gently pulled the white curtain.

There were several large coffins placed side by side at the back. Yu Chengmu hesitated for a moment and walked over. Inside each coffin was a swollen and white corpse with blisters, and the face of the corpse was covered with yellow paper, which was suppressed with a ballast.

Yu Chengmu is not a fat man. He only glanced at it, and he was secretly surprised. Then he took off a high-hanging white lantern from the vicinity, lit the lantern, and knelt in front of the coffin. A gap was found below, and water continued to overflow along the gap.

Every coffin was dripping with water.

But if you look closely, the water that flows out of the water flows into a stream, which flows toward the front of the temple along a barely visible crack in the ground.

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