Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

Qiao An thought that her life would not be in danger, but the day before yesterday, Zhang Jie suddenly jumped from her home on the 23rd floor of the county seat in the middle of the night, ending her life like a blooming season.

After listening to her story.

Lin Xiao, who was in the co-pilot seat, said in a low voice, "Huang Daxian said it can't be solved?"

"Correct."

Joan nodded, "I can't help it. I can only ask you to help. This matter is very difficult. I always feel that it is not as simple as it is now."

"It's okay, it's a big deal, just spend a little more effort."

Lin Xiao waved his hand, understatement.

The car was tossed all the way.

Came to Zhang Jie's hometown.

This is a village with relatively convenient transportation and a beautiful environment. Because it is noon, it is very quiet.

But in silence...

There could be faint sounds of mourning.

Parking the car at the entrance of the village, Qiao An led Lin Xiao to the end of the village.

This is a five-story large house, very stylish, and has a small courtyard. In the south, such houses are rare. On both sides of the courtyard door, there is a majestic stone lion, which looks like a Majestic feeling.

and……

When Lin Xiao and Qiao An walked in.

The entire yard was covered in snow-white, filled with all kinds of wreaths and paper figurines and horses.

A black lacquered coffin was placed in the hall on the first floor.

There are suona craftsmen and specialized mages, wandering around the coffin.

And on the right side of the coffin, there are two people standing there, they are Zhang Jie's parents: Zhang Hai and Lin Hua.

Joan walked towards the house with a serious face.

"Uncle, auntie."

Joan walked up to Zhang Hai and said, "You guys...sorry."

"An'an, you have the best relationship with our Jie'er on weekdays, and now...Jie'er is gone...Auntie's heart...is in a panic..."

Before the words fell, Lin Hua began to cry loudly.

Joan was also touched by the scene, and his eyes were moist.

"Ugh!"

Zhang Haiwu sighed freely.

Lin Xiao, on the other hand, followed behind the mage, wandering around the coffin that hadn't yet been nailed with soul slaying nails.

"Who is that?!"

Zhang Hai's gaze was directly on Lin Xiao, and he asked in a deep voice.

Joan quickly explained: "He is a friend I brought."

"Your friend... why did you follow the mage..."

Zhang Hai was a little displeased.

Among them, the most taboo thing is that there are living people walking around the coffin, so... it will disturb the rest of the dead!

Belonging is disrespectful.

But before Joan could speak.

Lin Xiao suddenly stopped at the front of the coffin.

His two eyes stared straight at the coffin lid in front of him, and then he stretched out his hand, ready to push the lid away without any explanation.

When the mage saw this scene, he immediately shouted angrily: "Boy, what are you doing!!"

Lin Xiao looked at the mage and said, "I want to...see Zhang Jie."

"Ok?"

The mage frowned, "Wuliang Tianzun, get out of here! What are you doing here?!"

As he spoke, he flicked the whisk in his hand and chanted mantras frantically.

But Lin Xiao couldn't understand a single word of the specific reading.

This guy……

Just a jerk.

"Little brother! What are you trying to do?! Since you came with An An, logically speaking, you are a friend of our Zhang family, but what you are doing now... is really not in line with our etiquette, and I hope ...You can respect our Jie'er!"

Zhang Hai strode up to Lin Xiao and said in a deep voice.

His face was gloomy, obviously a little angry.