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"The price of custom-made coffins is not cheap. Can you afford enough?"

At this time, the voice in the coffin shop sounded faintly.

Hearing this, Su Yuan smiled,

“Isn’t it just money~~”

With that said, he took out the ghost money that he had saved for a long time from his pocket.

The moment the ghost money appeared, the gloomy atmosphere in the entire coffin shop seemed to be swept away and became brighter.

Obviously, it's no joke that money can make you go around.

"Are these enough?"

As he said that, Su Yuan deliberately shook the ghost money in his hand. Invisibly, the ghost money seemed to exude the intoxicating smell of money.

Even the unknown existence hidden in the coffin shop seems not immune to this temptation. After all, no one has come to the ghost street for too long, and it is estimated that there are not many coffins that can actually be sold.

"What kind of custom would you like?"

"I want good-quality golden nanmu as the material, and the color should not be red or black. Give me a rainbow color. In addition, carve me some more beautiful ladies, two-dimensional paper figures, do you understand? It’s the kind that looks good and has a three-dimensional effect, and also uses antiseptic technology so that the coffin won’t rot for a thousand or hundreds of years. Don’t be like these coffins that rot as soon as you touch them!”

With that said, Su Yuan walked to a black coffin, stretched out his hand and placed it on the coffin.

At the same time, a stream of dark brown blood flowed out of the palm. The moment it touched the coffin, white smoke began to emit, seemingly corroding the coffin.

At the same time, Su Yuan could also feel the supernatural power coming from the coffin, competing with himself.

Perhaps this is the reason why the ghost coffin can suppress the resurrection of the evil ghost and imprison the evil ghost.

If he did not do it outside the coffin, but lay inside the coffin, it would be very difficult to destroy this ghost coffin so easily.

As Su Yuan expected, when the coffin was damaged, a faint voice immediately came from the coffin shop: "Guest, you damaged the items in our store. According to the regulations, you have to pay 50 yuan in compensation."

"50 yuan???"

Su Yuan's eyes widened: "Why don't you go and grab it?"

Just now it was clearly stated that a coffin would cost only ten yuan, but now it costs 50 yuan!

Although he already knew that this was a black shop, Su Yuan was still angered by the sound in the coffin shop.

It was also thanks to his own intention to rob, otherwise other ghost controllers would have been furious!

He made it!
What I hate most in my life are black businessmen!
Immediately, Su Yuan said nothing with a gloomy face, but silently put away the ghost money in his hand, and then an old-fashioned shotgun appeared in his hand. At the same time, there was a faint light from the fire on his body, and there was even more light under his feet. The water in the ghost lake began to spread.

This black shop must not be used anymore, it must be dealt with today.

"What a shady store. I won't compensate you. Let's see what you can do to me. Not only will I not compensate you, I will completely evacuate your store today!"

After saying that, he stretched out a hand to lift up a red coffin, and then walked directly outside the coffin shop.

However, Su Yuan's behavior obviously violated the biggest taboo in the coffin shop.

From the past until now, I have never heard of any ghost controller successfully robbing a coffin shop. There may have been some brave people in the past, but those people did not succeed and died in the coffin shop.Although times have changed, perhaps this coffin shop is no longer as glorious as it used to be, but it is absolutely impossible to just watch Su Yuan refuse to pay, and instead intends to rob it directly.

boom!
In an instant, the door of the old coffin shop was closed directly, and even the door latch automatically fell down, obviously not intending to let Su Yuan leave.

"You want to stop me with just one door?"

Su Yuan snorted coldly, his pale and piercing ghost eyes appeared, he directly raised the shotgun in his hand and fired without hesitation.

The door of the coffin shop is not an ordinary door, but a supernatural door, like two coffin boards, which seem to contain incomprehensible terrifying ghosts.

But with the sound of gunshots and the firing of supernatural bullets, the door that had just been closed instantly cracked into several pieces, accompanied by bursts of weird screams.

The door seemed to have been blown open by explosives in an instant, and the door panels were shattered and scattered. However, the shattered door panels squirmed slightly after the explosion, and blood flowed out at the same time.

Obviously, what was inside the board was not wood, but pieces of fishy flesh.

Su Yuan was very satisfied with his shot, and then stepped on the broken door panel and strode towards the outside of the coffin shop.

However, as soon as he walked out, Su Yuan found that it was pitch black outside, and the familiar ghost street had completely disappeared, or maybe this was not a ghost street at all.

Because in the darkness not far away, a yellowing oil lamp was swaying slightly in mid-air. The oil lamp was very familiar. It was exactly the same as the oil lamp in the coffin shop behind him. There was also a wooden door under the oil lamp.

The wooden door was of an old style and was locked. It was the same door that had been blasted to pieces by the shotgun just now.

"Seeing this situation, Su Yuan's ghost eyes turned slightly. He peeked at the scene in the distance and stopped immediately.

Then he looked left and right, only to find that there was a horrifying scene outside the dark shop.

On the road leading to the dim oil lamp in the distance, there are coffins on the left and right sides, and these coffins look very old, the paint on them has faded, and the most disturbing thing is that there are quite a few coffins It was actually in an open state, and through the opened coffin mouth, one could vaguely feel that there was a terrifying spirit inside that was about to be revived.

These coffins are arranged in sequence, and the number of them makes one's scalp tingle.

Su Yuan immediately understood that the moment he stepped into the coffin shop, he was no longer in the ghost street, but in the supernatural world inside the coffin shop, just like his own ghost land.

"If we take a few steps forward, the ghosts in the coffin may revive. Then these ghosts will tear us apart. Robbing the coffin shop is too dangerous. You should seriously consider it again."

At this time, Lin Yunhui's voice sounded from behind.

However, Su Yuan turned around and said to the darkness behind him: "It's ridiculous, you want to trap me with this little trick?"

"Be kind and make money. Put down the coffin, pay 20 yuan for the door panel, and 50 yuan for the damage to the coffin. You can leave."

A faint voice echoed again, but this time the voice came not from the coffin shop behind him, but from the dark world outside the shop.

And with the appearance of this sound, many coffins lined up outside the door shook slightly.

"You want me to compensate? Go ahead and dream. Not only will I not give you a dime today, I will also move your coffin shop."

"Compensate, it's your life money."

Facing Su Yuan's provocation, the faint voice sounded again, but this time the voice became particularly sinister, like a ghost whispering.