The ghost carrying the coffin of a dragon giving birth to a son

I didn't agree immediately.

The monkey said solemnly:

"You invited Master Ding in now. After entering, you have to listen to Master Ding."

"You must follow Master Ding's instructions, otherwise even the gods will not be able to help you."

The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly, saying that he would listen to me and cooperate with me fully.

I gave the monkey an approving look. It was really good that he used this method of knocking beforehand, which saved us a lot of trouble.

We entered the mourning hall. Everyone in the mourning hall knew what had happened. They looked at us with wide eyes, their faces full of uneasiness. Everyone is suspicious and afraid that the wild ghost will suddenly appear next to them.

My eyes quickly scanned the crowd, and finally landed on the Eight Immortals table in front of the mourning hall.

There is a black and white portrait on the table of the Eight Immortals. The black and white portrait is of a little girl with pigtails.

The little girl was wearing a long skirt, with a sweet smile on her face, revealing two little tiger teeth.

When I saw this portrait, my pupils tightened.

Monkey also saw the portrait for the first time, his face changed drastically, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The monkey glanced at me, touched me with his hand, and said in a low voice:

"Lao Lin, is it, is it her?"

I nodded and whispered:

"Yes, it's her!"

We have seen the little girl in the portrait. She was the little girl we were chasing not long ago.

The two cannot be said to be exactly the same, they can only be said to be the same person.

After receiving my confirmation, the monkey suddenly felt a creepy feeling and exclaimed in his heart:

"Oh my god, it's really her!"

This situation caught me off guard. I looked at the black and white portrait and calmed down quickly.

The little girl singing the scary nursery rhyme is the child in the portrait. We chased the little girl here and disappeared. What does this mean?

Seeing me staring at the portrait without speaking, the middle-aged man hurriedly said:

"Master Ding, she is my cousin Huanhuan, and we are keeping her vigil today."

I withdrew my gaze, looked at the coffin placed in the mourning hall, and asked:

"How did this child die?"

"Where are her parents?"

The middle-aged man Tang Tao sighed heavily, lowered his head and said:

"Huanhuan is a miserable child. Her mother was killed, her father disappeared, and she was also killed."

"I really couldn't stand the fact that there was no one to take care of her funeral affairs, so I, the cousin, came over to take care of it."

The monkey asked hurriedly:

"Please tell me clearly, what exactly is going on?"

"How did her mother die? How did Huanhuan die?"

Tang Tao sighed heavily and said:

“It’s so tragic that I don’t even want to talk about it, it makes me sad.

The monkey glanced at me and I nodded to him.

The monkey looked at Tang Tao and asked in a deep voice:

"Mr. Tang, this matter is very important. You must explain it clearly to us, otherwise we will not be able to help you."

Tang Tao was a little anxious and said hurriedly:

"How can you help me with this matter? I'm just Huanhuan's cousin. I help her deal with her funeral because I can't bear it. I could have ignored it. I still have to pay for my child's funeral."

The people around him didn't speak either, obviously worried.

I said in a deep voice:

"Mr. Tang, you don't have to get excited."

"We just want to do something good and don't charge you money."

"You don't need money, do you?"

Tang Tao breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, he was doing good deeds to begin with. If he continued to collect money, he would have done good deeds and still lost money.

After receiving our confirmation, Tang Tao was completely relieved, frowned and whispered:

"Hey, Huanhuan is so miserable. Her alcoholic father caused all of this."

"Her father is really nothing. He drinks all the time. A good family is gone."

My eyelids jumped down when I heard this. The alcoholic father, the little girl and her mother were all killed. How could this scene be so similar to that in the nursery rhyme?

The monkey obviously thought of this and hurriedly urged:

"Quickly pick out the key points and stop talking about the unimportant things. This matter is very important."

Tang Tao said hurriedly:

"The thing is like this. Huanhuan's father is an alcoholic. He does nothing all day long and only knows how to drink. He gets drunk every time."

"Not only that, every time he comes home drunk he will go crazy and beat his wife."

"Half a month ago, Huanhuan's mother was killed. Oh my god, it was so miserable. Her head was cut off and the body was separated. The head was found under the bed. Her eyes were so wide open at that time, she was so stubborn."

Hearing this, Monkey and I looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

As the nursery rhyme sung, my father raised his ax and walked towards my mother. He chopped it down many times. My mother’s head rolled to the bottom of the bed and she looked at me with wide eyes.

This nursery rhyme is almost exactly the same as what Tang Tao tells.

"What happened next?" I asked.

Tang Tao sighed heavily and continued:

"Following the tragic death of Huanhuan's mother, Huanhuan disappeared, and Huanhuan's father also disappeared for no reason. No one knows where he went."

"Later, I heard from the investigators that Huanhuan's father was suspected of committing the crime. They are looking for Huanhuan's father everywhere, but they haven't been found yet. It seems like he has disappeared from the world."

The monkey asked:

"Then what's going on with Huanhuan?"

Tang Tao said:

"Until three days ago, someone discovered a highly decomposed corpse in an abandoned garbage dump. It was finally confirmed that the decomposed corpse was Huanhuan, and Huanhuan's murderer was not found."

The monkey frowned and said:

"This is wrong. According to the nursery rhyme, shouldn't Huanhuan be skinned by her father and made into a straw man and buried under the tree with her mother?"

Tang Tao was stunned and asked in confusion:

"What nursery rhyme?"

"monkey!"

I drank lightly.

The monkey said quickly:

"No, it's nothing. I was talking about something else."

The monkey's eyes fell on me, and I pondered.

What happened later was different from what was sung in the nursery rhyme. I asked in a deep voice:

"Was Huanhuan's mother's body found in the room?"

Tang Tao nodded and said that although the bodies were separated, they were indeed found in the room.

I asked again:

"You said Huanhuan's body was highly decomposed, which means you can't even determine her appearance?"

Tang Tao nodded and said:

"That's true. When I found the body, I went to confirm it. It was almost rotten into bones, and the flesh and blood were turned into pus. You couldn't even see the face. In the end, the DNA was tested to confirm the identity."

I was lost in thought.

The subsequent situation is indeed different from what was sung in the nursery rhyme. It seems that things may not have happened as described in the nursery rhyme.

Singing that scary nursery rhyme happily might just be an accident.

Huanhuan might have been killed by her father, or it might be something else.

"Mage, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that I was silent, Tang Tao shouted.

"Oh, it's nothing. I'll check it carefully."

I retracted my thoughts and walked to Huan Huan's coffin, my eyes falling on the coffin.