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

Tang Tao exploded immediately. His face was full of panic, and he couldn't stop him. He rushed out of the mourning hall and ran away, yelling.

The monkey and I looked at each other and smiled helplessly:

"It seems that if others can't rely on us, in the end we can only rely on the two of us."

The monkey grinned and said:

"Lao Lin, how much merit can we earn if this matter is resolved?"

"It shouldn't make us lose money, right?"

I smiled and said:

"Aren't you afraid now?"

The monkey scratched his head and laughed dryly:

"Who says I'm not afraid anymore? I'm just holding on with all my strength."

I smiled, looked in one direction, and said in a deep voice:

"You will definitely not lose money by doing good deeds, it all depends on how much merit you get in the end."

The captivating nursery rhyme continued to sing, coming from the direction I was looking at.

That location was exactly where the black and white portrait of Huan Huan was displayed.

I deliberately said we were leaving just now, just to lure Huanhuan to take the initiative.

It turns out that my strategy was correct.

There is an obvious reason for this. Huanhuan's appearance tonight is to lure us here.

Since she brought us here, she must be in need.

Now that we are here, she is hiding so that we can't find her. Isn't this very embarrassing?

How could the initiative be in her hands? I tried a little trick, and she came out as expected.

"...Dad buried my mother under the tree, and he raised his ax and peeled off my skin..."

The captivating nursery rhymes echoed in the mourning hall, the candlelight flickered, and the light in the mourning hall flickered, making the atmosphere a bit scary.

The voice came from the black and white portrait, and Huanhuan should be inside.

The monkey stared closely at the black and white portrait, swallowed his saliva, and said loudly:

"Huanhuan, what do you want to do?"

"We are already here, come out!"

call!

An icy cold wind blew in from outside, and all the candles in the mourning hall were blown out, leaving the mourning hall pitch black.

"Fuck, what's the situation?"

The monkey yelled and quickly turned on the light.

The lights didn't turn on, as if there was a power outage.

The monkey was about to use the flashlight, but I waved my hand to stop him. I stared at the black and white portrait in the dim light of the moon. I wanted to see what Huanhuan wanted to do.

"...Dad peeled off my skin and made it into a doll, and buried it under a tree with my mother..."

The scary nursery rhymes were still being sung, and the whole mourning hall was filled with the kind of infiltrating sound that made people go numb.

I frowned when I saw this situation. What do you mean by just singing and not speaking?

I shouted in a deep voice:

"Huanhuan, what do you mean by this?"

"say!"

"If you don't say anything, I'll leave!"

As my voice fell, the scary nursery rhymes suddenly stopped, and the mourning hall fell into dead silence.

A minute passed and there was still no movement at all.

The monkey frowned and said with an unhappy look:

"Is this kid gone? Is she playing tricks on us?"

It felt like we had been teased by this kid, and Monkey and I both felt a little angry.

The monkey stepped forward, ready to take down the portrait and have a look.

He had just left in front of the portrait,

Snapped!

The portrait suddenly fell from the table without warning and hit the monkey in front of him.

The monkey's body trembled in fright and he hurriedly took a few steps back.

My eyelids jumped suddenly. The moment the portrait fell, I seemed to see a figure emerging from the portrait. It was very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Huanhuan, get out of here!"

I shouted, my spiritual eyes opened wide, and I scanned the mourning hall.

The monkey retreated to my side, put on his headlamp, and started searching with me.

The atmosphere was inexplicably cold and depressing, making people feel breathless.

The monkey whispered:

"Lao Lin, have you seen that kid?"

I shook my head. Huanhuan, this evil ghost, was very special. She could avoid my spiritual eyes.

I said in a deep voice:

"Monkey, be careful. This kid may have bad intentions. I think she will take action against us."

The monkey nodded, and suddenly he glanced behind me from the corner of his eye. A look of panic immediately appeared on his face, and he screamed loudly:

"Lao Lin, be careful!"

"She's behind you!"

The moment the monkey screamed, I sensed something was wrong.

Without any hesitation, I shot the two ghost-killing charms directly behind me.

The moment the ghost-killing talisman was shot, I moved quickly and left the place.

When I looked back, there wasn't a ghost behind me.

The ghost-killing talisman did not hit anything and fell to the ground.

The monkey wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said anxiously:

"Lao Lin, she suddenly disappeared. It was so fast. I didn't see where she went."

My expression began to become indifferent, I glanced at the mourning hall indifferently, and shouted with murderous intent:

"Kid, are you treating us like monkeys?"

"Since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being rude."

"Monkey, let's go!"

Being made such a fuss made me angry, and there was anger in my stomach.

In the beginning, I still had the intention of doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, but now I only have the idea of ​​killing this brat.

Mud, she doesn't need help at all, it's just me who's being sentimental.

She just wants to tease us, humiliate us, and maybe even kill us, and I'd be an idiot if I couldn't see it.

The monkey and I strode towards the door. I quietly winked at the monkey, indicating that he was ready to take action at any time.

When we first walked to the gate,

suddenly,

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and the door suddenly closed, cutting off our way.

The monkey hurriedly pulled the door hard and found that the door seemed to be welded shut and could not be opened at all.

The monkey's face turned ugly and he shouted:

"Lao Lin, the door can't be opened. It seems that the kid doesn't want us to leave."

I snorted coldly, waved my magic weapon, and shouted angrily:

"This kid is looking for death!"

"Kid, get out of here, or I'll smash your coffin!"

Leng Youyou's voice sounded from the dark corner, and a vague shadow slowly appeared.

The monkey hurriedly shined his headlight, and the little ghost appeared.

The little ghost has her back to us, and she is carrying a red doll on her back.

Leng Youyou's voice echoed in the mourning hall:

"One day my father was drunk and walked towards my mother with an ax in his hand..."

"enough!"

I shouted angrily, interrupting the kid.

This ghost nursery rhyme was indeed spooky and scary at first, but after being teased like this, the fear was gone and only disgust was left in my heart.

After being played by this brat like this, I just want to do one thing now, and that is to catch her, beat her up severely, or kill her.

Huanhuan stopped singing, twisted her neck, and slowly turned her head to look at us...