Twilight Boundary Chapter 192

Chapter 192 Knocking on the Coffin (Third Update)

“Just, I can't understand it in just one sentence…”

Zhou Datong also hurriedly helped Hu Ma get the mahogany sword and his own knife. While following him outside, he said: "Let's start with old man Zhao from Ganzi Village, celebrating his sixtieth birthday."

"This is a good thing. They decided to kill a pig and invited us to come over."

“But no one expected that the pig could not be killed no matter how hard it was killed, and it suddenly jumped up, scurrying around and knocked down Old Man Zhao.”

"This accidental collision killed old man Zhao who was watching the pig slaughtering at the door. The happy event suddenly turned into a funeral."

"But what had to be done had to be done. Four or five strong men held down the pig before finally killing it. They also invited people to build a mourning hall and bought a coffin. But old man Zhao lay in the coffin and refused to close his eyes. , so Shantou had the courage to reach out and wipe his eyes."

"But it turns out... the filial son was crying in mourning, and old man Zhao suddenly sat up again."

“This is great. People were so scared that the yard was full of people running. Their families also rushed over and called us to come and have a look.”

Hu Ma put on her clothes while listening. Her expression became a little more solemn when she heard this: "Have you gone to see it?"

“Didn't I tell you to be careful?”

Zhou Datong said: "I waited until daybreak before going there. Who dares to go out at night now..."

Hu Ma nodded and said nothing more.

He had been observing them for a period of time earlier. Zhou Datong and others had become more and more proficient in doing things. They didn't look down on ordinary evil spirits. Even when they met an evil spirit, they surrounded each other with various tricks and greeted each other one by one. Able to get things done in perfect order.

During this period, although he had been worried in his heart, he just told Zhou Datong and the others not to go out at night, and to gather more people when going out.

The people in the surrounding Zhuangzi came to ask for help, and they still had to take care of things that should be done.

Think about it, no matter what happened to the Meng family, it will not fall on these people.

"This matter is really hard to explain..."

Zhou Datong also had a headache after hearing what Hu Ma said, and said cautiously: "But, alas...Brother Ma Zi, go over and have a look for yourself!"

Hu Ma became serious after hearing this.

As Zhou Datong and the others solved several problems, they became more courageous and would not be so easily frightened.

He didn't bother to wash up, just rubbed his face with cold water, and followed Zhou Datong out of Zhuangzi. He didn't forget to whistle and call Xiao Hongtang too.

Now the more places I practice as a New Year's Eve practitioner, the more I become like a normal person, and some dirty things are harder to detect. I brought Xiao Hongtang with me, so I can borrow her to help me read some things and search for some information.

Outside Zhuangzi is the carriage driven by Zhou Datong and others, with several barrels on it.

Hu Ma got into the carriage, Zhou Datong whipped up his whip, and rushed towards Ganzi Village seven or eight miles away.

Far away, before entering the village, Hu Ma suddenly became alert, as if the hairs on his body stood up.

He frowned slightly and looked up at the village, only to see a blur in front of his eyes.

Now the rising sun is rising in the east, shining brightly everywhere, except for the village, which is dark and dark, and the sunlight seems not to penetrate.

“Can you see anything?”

He hurriedly turned to look at Xiao Hongtang, only to see that she was also looking at her warily, but she shook her little head.

“Let's take a look first!”

Hu Ma let out a low breath, and the carriage continued to move forward. From a distance, he saw Zhou Liang, Zhao Zhu, and the two men from Zhuangzi, as well as some people from the village, squatting on the edge of the village.

When they saw the flax on the carriage, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and together with the people, they rushed forward in a panic.

“Why did you come out?”

Zhou Datong said: "Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on me from inside while I went to call Brother Mazi over?"

“I can't stay…”

Zhao Zhu said: "It's so scary inside."

Several other people listened and agreed deeply, nodding their heads repeatedly.

“Then go in, others are waiting outside!”

Hearing this, Hu Ma jumped down from the carriage. If there was something inside, the animals would be easily frightened and go crazy, which would be difficult to control and would only add to the chaos. The same was true for the people outside the village, who were not as happy as going in by themselves.

So while thinking in his mind, he took the mahogany sword in his hand, silently inserted the three sticks of incense in the stove, and then stepped into the village step by step, one step deep and one shallow.

He has been to this village before, so he can't say he's not familiar with it.

But now that I came in, I just felt an uncomfortable feeling around me, and it was extremely depressing.

“Woo woo woo…”

After walking a few steps, I heard a fierce whining and hissing sound from the corner of the wall.

Everyone was startled in their hearts. They turned around and saw two dogs, a spotted dog and a yellow dog, fighting.

It's really fighting, not biting. I saw them all standing up on two hind legs like humans, with their front legs crossed together, roaring and fighting, exactly like two people, their ferocious canine teeth were bright, and their claws were stained with dirt. Less blood and hair, one eye is blind.

"this…"

Hu Ma stood still, then suddenly raised his feet, and a pebble flew over and hit them.

The two vicious dogs suddenly turned their heads at the same time, staring at them, as if they had human-like hatred in their eyes.

But he didn't really rush forward, he just slowly backed up and turned the corner.

After a while, there were sounds of fighting and whimpering again, and it seemed like hands were moving again.

“Then where is the mourning hall of Old Han Zhao's family?”

Hu Ma looked at the way they disappeared, took a deep breath, and turned to ask Zhou Datong.

Zhou Datong hurriedly pointed out the direction, and everyone speeded up their pace slightly and headed there. On the way, the uncomfortable feeling became more and more serious.

It was as if they exhaled a breath of coldness. They saw a little girl in blue clothes, crying, wiping her eyes with her hands, walking over from the other end of the street, just shouting, Looking for my mother.

Zhao Zhu just wanted to go up to him, but Zhou Liang grabbed him and whispered, "Look at your feet."

Everyone then looked down and saw that the little girl was actually floating, crying and crawling into a courtyard.

I followed him and saw that he was gone.

Hu Ma was also a little confused by the weirdness in the village, and rushed to the funeral hall of Old Han Zhao's house. Since the incident started with Old Han Zhao, then these weirdness must also be related to him.

Just walking, it seemed as if this country road was getting longer and longer and had no end.

The more anxious everyone became, the more they felt they couldn't walk through. They were confused and didn't know how long they had been walking. Beads of sweat were already forming on their foreheads.

“How can we, all together, be able to fight against the devil?”

Hu Ma felt a little strange, frowned, and suddenly spit out a "True Yang Arrow".

“Hoo!”

He used his refining lungs to make the True Yang Arrow, and then he spit out a flying sword as if it were true.

The surrounding Yin Qi was impacted by his fire, billowing, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the mourning hall with white cloth, surrounded by temporary stoves set up for funerals, cut pork, and Tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks together.

“This is it…”

Zhou Datong hurriedly said: "We were called here early in the morning. The coffin is already empty, and Old Man Zhao is not found."

“If Old Man Zhao defrauded the corpse, it wouldn't be surprising if he got lost..."

Hu Ma whispered to himself: "But where are the people in this village? Why can't I see any of them?"

"yes…"

Hearing what he said, Zhou Liang, Zhao Zhu and others were also panicked: "When we exited just now, they were all still here."

“Be careful.”

Hu Ma could only remind them and walked slowly towards the mourning hall.

“Chai'er…”

They had just taken a step forward and approached the area of the mourning hall, when something cold and cold came to them.

Everyone was on alert when they suddenly heard a piercing scream that rang out around them. They were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat. They turned around hurriedly and saw that it was a bullet hanging from an iron hook on the butcher case next to it. The **** pig head is now screaming at the top of its lungs.

The dim eyes seemed to be filled with resentment, staring at them.

“Earlier, people in this village said that the pig couldn't be killed, so they killed Old Man Zhao...”

Zhou Datong was trembling a little when he spoke: "How come now, even the pig's head has been hung up, but it hasn't been killed yet?"

Huma didn't say anything, but just stared at the pig's head, making sure that it was not a method similar to the one used by Sweet Potato Shao to kill the pig, but that the pig itself had a strange energy.

He gripped the mahogany sword tightly and approached step by step, but unexpectedly, tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks suddenly bumped around him. He turned around violently, but saw no one.

The eggs in the basket suddenly cracked one by one, and black mucus seeped out from inside.

On the stove where the fire was burning, steam suddenly came out of the steamer, and the sound of a child crying could be heard from inside.

All kinds of strange things have made the guys feel cold in their hearts.

Hu Ma suddenly frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Don't move, all of you. Let me turn up the fire!"

As he said that, he strode forward, stretched out his knife to lift up the steamer on the stove, and looked inside, only to see that there were no children put in the steamer. There were just steamed buns one after another, cracked. Mouth, a child's cry came out.

But as soon as the steam came out, these steamed buns seemed to turn into the heads of children with their mouths open and crying.

Hu Ma couldn't care anymore, and simply left these strange things behind and ignored them, and just strode into the mourning hall. The mourning hall was built in front of Zhao's house and connected to the main door.

After passing the mourning hall, he broke into the Zhao family yard. Hu Ma saw Old Man Zhao's coffin at a glance, and also saw the neighbors in the village whom he had not seen just now. But this silent scene in front of him made him feel a little nervous. cold.

(End of this chapter)

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