The years of reselling the haunted house

The little fly stomped his feet: "I said this coffin can't fall to the ground, right? It's over, all previous efforts have been wasted...you...killed us..."

Hu Youyu was also very scared at the beginning, but when he saw the sound coming from the coffin, nothing else happened. Facing the accusation of the little fly, he laughed loudly: "Hahaha, You guys are laughing so hard, you actually came up with something like this, trying to scare us? Tell you, it’s useless, since it’s already like this, if you don’t add money, don’t want to move the coffin forward half an inch.”

Hu Youyu's confidence is not unfounded.The coffin could still be lifted by four people. If Hu Youyu and the others let go, Xiao Feizi's body is already thin and weak. It would be an exaggeration to say that he has no strength to restrain a chicken, but it would be difficult to carry the coffin.Even if you add me and Pang Dahai, don't expect to be able to lift the coffin, let alone bury the coffin.

But Hu Youyu was taking ignorance as courage. Judging from the reaction of the little fly, I absolutely believe that the coffin fell to the ground and caused a catastrophe.The scratching sound inside the coffin continued. The last time that sound was heard was in the mourning hall, there was a strange scene of a snake standing in front of the mourning hall.

So this time...

Facing Hu Youyu's sarcasm, none of us were in the mood to argue with him, but watched everything around nervously.

Sure enough, within a short time, a buzzing sound lingered in the mid-air nearby.

The sound was a bit like that of a bee, but it sounded even scarier, the buzzing sound was actually a bit harsh.

Suddenly, just as the little fly pointed in the direction of the old stall's burial place, a layer of black mist appeared.The mist seemed to be blown by the wind, and it floated towards us with a harsh buzzing sound.

"What is that?" Hu Er puffed out his chest, standing in the front, and he could see it most clearly.

No one answered him, and the buzzing sound quickly rushed to his eyes like a gust of wind.

As the black mist approached, we discovered that it was not a mist, but a swarm formed by a large group of flying insects.

"Om..." A flying insect flew away from the swarm and flew past my eyes.

I smelled a bad smell first, and at the same time I saw the appearance of the bug clearly.A bit like a fly, but much bigger than a fly.

The flying insect did not fall, but flew directly towards the coffin at the old stall.

It was flying extremely fast, and when it was about to hit the coffin, it didn't slow down at all.

"Boom..."

The little flying insect hit the top of the coffin and made such a loud noise.It can be seen how fast and powerful it hit.

The flying insect hit the coffin, and its body burst open immediately.

A bright red liquid sprayed out, leaving a small group of red spots on the black lacquered coffin.

I watched in amazement, but this was just the beginning.

Immediately afterwards, more flying insects began to rush towards the coffin placed on the mountain road.

"Boom...boom..." The sound of collisions came and went continuously.Those flying insects actually had red liquid in their bodies.After hitting the coffin, they all left red marks.

Is this blood?

I was amazed at the energy contained in those flying insects, and even more amazed that they had red blood in their bodies.Even though I don't study biology, I know that generally speaking, this kind of insect does not have red blood in its body.

I noticed that the little fly was standing aside at this time, and his legs had already started to shake.

"Little fly, what is this?" I asked in a low voice.

"Yes...it's the evil fruit fly. I know this kind of insect. They have blood in their bodies. Fruit flies attacking the coffin, this is not a good omen... Master once told me that before burial, the coffin should not see floating soil , You can’t see blood, otherwise there will definitely be a dead body. Not only is it covered with floating soil today, but also...seeing blood..." The little fly muttered.

I instantly understood the meaning of the little fly. This kind of flying insect called the evil fruit fly has red blood in its body. This kind of suicide collision must not be its own behavior.It should also be because of the corpse in the coffin. The most direct result of fruit flies attacking the coffin was blood covering the coffin.

"What the hell are you talking about? Who are these bastards scaring?" Hu Er next to him cursed violently.

Their father and son probably don't believe in ghosts and gods at all, and they didn't dare to come to carry the coffin because they said they were afraid of the identity of the old stallhead, which was just a reason for them to raise the price.

As Hu Ermeng talked, he picked up a branch next to him and waved it towards the group of evil fruit flies flying over.

"Don't...don't..." the little fly yelled, with fear in his voice.

But how could Hu Ermeng listen to what he said?

Hu Er violently waved the branch, and quickly knocked down a few evil fruit flies.

Those evil fruit flies fell to the ground, Hu Ermeng grinned grinningly, stepped forward a few times, and crushed those evil fruit flies.

Beep……

The bodies of the evil fruit flies were like water-filled balloons, and Hu Ermeng stepped on them one by one to burst them.

It may be that this bursting sound stimulated Hu Ermeng's nerves even more, and he became even more excited.It kept waving the branches to shoot down those evil fruit flies, and jumped continuously, trampling those evil fruit flies that landed.From time to time, there were strange exclamations of excitement from his mouth.

His performance may have exceeded normal.Even his father Hu Youyu felt surprised, he stepped up to stop Hu Ermeng who was almost going mad.

Who knew that just as he took two steps forward, the situation on the field changed.

Those swarms of evil fruit flies that kept flying over from afar turned into two strands.One continued to hit the coffin, and the other began to fly towards Hu Ermeng.

Hu Er violently waved the branch in his hand, but unfortunately, the frequency of waving couldn't stop the evil fruit flies that swooped in.

In just a short while, Hu Ermeng's body was covered with dense numbers of evil fruit flies.

"Two fierce!"

Hu Youyu yelled hysterically.But at this time, Hu Ermeng no longer had the energy to respond to his father.

Hu Er let out a howl like a slaughtered pig, his body was covered with blood, he threw away the branch, and began to slap and tear his body with both hands.But those fruit flies are still pounced on its body continuously.

We also have no way of distinguishing the blood on his body, whether it is our own blood or the blood of those evil fruit flies.

"Quick...quick, save Ermeng..." Hu Youyu waved his hands, trying to rush up to save Hu Ermeng.

Chapter 549

But in just a few minutes, Hu Ermeng, who looked extremely strong, stopped his movements and fell straight on the ground.The evil fruit flies on his body flew up in an instant.

When Hu Youyu rushed forward, he found that Hu Ermeng's clothes had already been torn by himself.His exposed skin was covered with tiny holes like a hornet's nest, from which dark red blood flowed out from time to time.

"Son...Er Meng..." Hu Youyu yelled loudly, wailing in pain.

I stepped forward to have a look, and found that Hu Ermeng was still breathing weakly.

"Stop shouting, you're still angry..."

I remind Hu Youyu.Indeed, those fruit flies only bit Hu Ermeng's skin, and probably did not hurt his internal organs.Even so, Hu Ermeng was covered in blood, so he must have been tortured enough.

Although we are not very happy with Hu Youyu, the father and son, but seeing Hu Ermeng being attacked like this, we are a little terrified.

"No, I have to send Ermeng to the hospital. Silly Qiang..."

Hu Youyu called Shaqiang's name, and wanted Shaqiang to go down the mountain with Hu Ermeng on his back.As a result, when we looked up, we found that idiot walked slowly towards the coffin while we were paying attention to Hu Ermeng.

I don't know when, the sunlight at this time is much weaker than when we first came, and the light is also much darker.Those swarming evil fruit flies continued to hit the black lacquered coffin, no, it should be a blood red coffin.

Because at this time, the black lacquered coffin was almost completely covered with the blood of fruit flies.

The bloody coffin was placed across the middle of the mountain road, making it particularly dazzling.

In addition, the movement inside the coffin became more and more serious.The coffin lid also shook again.The coffin nails that the little fly had smashed in also had their heads protruding from the coffin lid.It looked as if the things inside were desperately pushing against the coffin lid.

But Silly Qiang has already reached a place less than one meter away from the coffin.

Seeing the actions of those fruit flies, it was definitely not a spontaneous action. They hit the black lacquered coffin with the purpose of turning the coffin red.

The blood-red coffin should be able to stimulate the evil spirit in the corpse in the coffin.Because the old stall was infected with corpse aura before he died, the corpse aura was sealed in the body for three days, and when it was aroused, it would turn into evil spirit, thus causing the corpse to change into an evil corpse.

This is a judgment based on my little experience.

So the situation at hand is already very serious.

"Siqiang, what are you doing?" Pang Dahai shouted from behind.

Silly Qiang stood upright in front of the bloody coffin as if he didn't hear it.After standing still for a while, his knees softened and he knelt down straight towards the coffin.

My scalp is numb looking at it, what happened today is so weird that my mind is very messed up.

At this moment, Pang Dahai suddenly shouted from behind: "Boss, be careful."

I was taken aback, and felt a gust of wind passing by behind me. Looking back, I found that Pang Dahai was holding the coffin-carrying wooden pole, and beat Hu Ermeng to the side.

That's right, it's Hu Ermeng.Hu Ermeng, who was lying on the ground dying just now, stood up at some point.

But I didn't understand why Pang Dahai wanted to beat Hu Ermeng.

Seeing this, Hu Youyu rushed up like a lunatic, threw himself at Pang Dahai, and cursed, "If you dare to hit my son, I'll fucking kill you."

"Your son was trying to kill my boss just now..." Pang Dahai dodged, shouting while holding up the stick and wanted to fight back.

At this time, Hu Ermeng, who was beaten aside, rushed forward again.

We saw it for real this time, Hu Ermeng was covered in blood, his eyes were as big as copper bells, but the eyeballs were not bright at all, and they were covered with bloodshot eyes.Hu Ermeng let out a creepy growl, and rushed up to me.

Hu Youyu rushed over in a hurry, hugged Hu Ermeng directly, and said happily, "Son, are you okay? That's great, son, let's go down the mountain, and dad will heal your injuries first..."

Hu Ermeng ignored Hu Youyu, and stretched out his hand to push Hu Youyu.

This blow was so powerful that it directly pushed Hu Youyu four or five steps away, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

Seeing that Hu Youyu's face was pale, he was covering his chest with his hands, panting heavily.

Hu Er turned around abruptly, staring at Hu Youyu and forced him over step by step.

"Er...Ermeng, son, you..." Hu Youyu let go, and I found that the clothes on his chest had been torn apart by Hu Ermeng just now, and there were several scratch marks on his chest.The bloodstains were still there, and the blood beads kept flowing out along the bloodstains.

"Not good." I yelled secretly, quickly took out a handful of glutinous rice powder from my bag, and directly applied it to Hu Youyu.These glutinous rice noodles were given to me by my third uncle before leaving, saying that they were just in case.I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time. Hu Ermeng's situation is uncertain now. If he is dead, it is also a dead body now.If caught by him, even if it is not fatal, it will be infected with corpse poison.

Hu Youyu still couldn't believe the facts in front of him. Facing Hu Ermeng, he didn't hide or dodge, and kept mumbling in his mouth.

Seeing this, Pang Dahai pulled Hu Youyu away: "You are a fool, your son doesn't know you now, are you going to die?"

Hu Er rushed forward, and he went for Hu Youyu.As Hu Youyu was pulled away by Pang Dahai, he turned his target on Pang Dahai again.

It seems that he has lost his sanity now, and he will find whoever provokes him.

Pang Dahai didn't care about that, he swung the wooden stick in his hand and slammed at Hu Er who was coming over.

The wooden pole is used to carry the coffin, and it should be used by Hu Youyu and the others to do farm work. The surface of the wooden pole has been rubbed very smooth.In professional terms, it has already been covered.

This wooden bar must be very strong and not light in weight, that is to say, Pang Dahai can round the wooden bar and greet Hu Ermeng.

The wooden stick hit Hu Ermeng's body, making a loud bang.

But Hu Ermeng still didn't care about it, as if he didn't feel the wooden stick hit him at all.Every time he hit, he just paused his body a little bit.

Hu Ermeng's eyes became even more blood red, and the black eyeballs inside could hardly be seen.Apart from the blood-red eyes, he also let out a few howls from time to time. The screams were shrill and sounded like beasts, not human movements at all.

"Don't hit my son." Hu Youyu, who was at the side, came back a little bit and rushed up again when Pang Dahai hit Hu Ermeng with a wooden stick.

I hurriedly stopped Hu Youyu, seeing his son like this, he probably lost his sanity.If he rushed up at this time, he might be torn in half by Hu Er.

Chapter 550 No grass grows in the land of nourishing evil

Hu Youyu struggled desperately, I was tearing at him on one side, and Pang Haihai used the wooden bar on the other side to try to separate Hu Ermeng who was like a beast.

At this time, the evil fruit flies that filled the sky had slowly dispersed.The bloody coffin was completely covered in red.From a distance, I saw that Sha Qiang had reached the side of the coffin and was reaching out to lift the lid of the coffin.

I was terrified when I saw it, and there was still a crashing sound inside the coffin.The coffin lid has not been knocked open due to the ink thread and the coffin nails.If Silly Qiang opened the lid stupidly, wouldn't the corpse inside come out?

I felt very anxious for a while.

Thinking again, something is wrong, we still have one person?

Where did the little fly go?

I tried my best to stop Hu Youyu from rushing forward, and on the other hand, I scanned the surroundings with my eyes.The little flies were literally gone.

Fuck, what kind of routine is this?

Hu Youyu was still rushing up desperately, I was so anxious that I could only kick him over.This kick knocked Hu Youyu over, the guy knocked his head to the ground, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Over there, Pang Dahai shouted loudly: "Boss, quickly issue the talisman...the corpse-suppressing talisman...I can't stand it anymore..."

I saw that it would be better if Hu Youyu fainted, otherwise he would be unable to help and make trouble.

I hurriedly rummaged out of my bag to find the talisman.Now I judge that this Hu Ermeng is dead.Those evil fruit flies don't know what the origin is, after biting Hu Ermeng, they turned such a lively living person from a living person into a living corpse.

"Fatty, hold on for a while..." I yelled, and at the same time turned out a few sheets of the talisman, and quickly drew a few strokes on it with a Chinese ink brush.

I know very well that even if this kind of talisman is drawn, its effect is extremely limited.

But at this time, I can only go to the doctor in a hurry, and try to let the situation ease a little first.

I rushed up with those talismans. At this time, I was holding those talismans, more like charging with a submachine gun. With a burst of vigor, I don't know if this Hu Ermeng will resist me.

At this time, the wooden bar in Pang Haihai's hand was cracked after several blows.Just as I was rushing up, Pang Dahai slammed down on Hu Er, who was rushing over, with all his might.

With a click, the wooden bar, which already had cracks, hit Hu Ermeng's shoulder and broke in half.

Half of the wooden pole fell, and the part in Pang Haihai's hand was shaken out of his hand.