Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

He walked over in a few steps, picking up a lot of dust.

Zhang Yi hurriedly followed, but Xiaoyue figured out the time and walked in a leisurely manner.

When the two reached Qin Mu's side, Qin Mu just raised his hand and pushed open the door.

Immediately afterwards, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

In this room, there are actually two coffins in the middle!

And judging from the age of the coffin, it was obvious that it had been around for some years.

"It's unlucky, let's stay in the corridor." Xiaoyue frowned.

As a member of the supernatural department, she has always been sensitive to these matters.

Maybe a few of them offended the two protagonists in this room because of their unintentional actions.

Qin Mu seemed not to have heard her words at all, stepped forward with a serious face, and carefully looked at the confession plaque placed in front of the coffin.

There was a photo of the owner of the coffin on the altar, and Qin Mu stared at it for a long time, seemingly unbelievable.

Seeing this, Xiaoyue approached and took a look.

The next moment she saw clearly what the person in the photo looked like, Xiaoyue gasped.

She recognized it. Isn't the photo above the same couple I saw through the window in the yard on the first floor?
"What's going on..." Xiaoyue asked in shock and surprise.

At the same time, she felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet.

"I don't know." Qin Mu replied in a deep voice.

Now that they choose to go downstairs, they are likely to face Brother Yang and his wife.

If you don't choose to go downstairs, who knows if there will be someone who should be sleeping on the bed in this coffin?

Qin Mu's thoughts were chaotic, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

On the contrary, Zhang Yi seemed very calm at this moment.

He didn't recognize the person on the confession card at all, he just walked around the room.

"There's something wrong here, Brother Qin." After Zhang Yi finished shopping, he suddenly said to Qin Mu: "I've seen coffins placed like this before, usually for seven days, but it's not arranged like this!"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Mu realized that the layout of this room was really weird.

Except for the two coffins, in the four corners of the room, there is a statue of a child carved in stone.

And their movements are kneeling, bowing towards the coffin in the center of the room.

There is also no tribute table, replaced by two tall menorahs.

The color of the candles on the candlesticks is also very weird.

Qin Mu thought of something, leaned over with a sullen face, leaned closer to the candlestick and smelled it.

Unlike wax oil, the stuff inside smells more like corpse oil!

"This should be a corpse oil candle." Qin Mu said directly to Xiaoyue and Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi was startled, and hurriedly backed away from the candlestick.

Xiaoyue was different. Instead, she leaned over and studied the candles on the candlestick, then nodded and agreed with Qin Mu: "It looks like corpse oil, and it seems that something has been added."

"Added something?" Qin Mu asked with a frown.

"I can't smell it. I can only confirm that it's not just corpse oil." Xiaoyue said, with a feeling of emotion on her face: "No wonder the higher-ups asked me to come and see what happened in this village. I didn't mention anything else. Now, just this corpse oil candle is very particular.”

Immediately afterwards, Xiaoyue talked to Qin Mu and Zhang Yi about the purpose of the corpse oil candle.

Corpse oil candles are generally used for sorcery, but they have another purpose.

Overwhelm evil with evil.

"Their husband and wife..." Qin Mu took the initiative to speak after hearing this, staring at the dilapidated coffin: "If you only look at the coffin, it must have been dead for some years."

It was at this time that Zhang Yi reacted slowly.

He almost jumped up, pointing at the confession board in front of the coffin, hesitating and speechless.

"Why did you accept such a dull little brother? You are still timid." Xiaoyue endured and endured, and finally couldn't help it.

She didn't expect that it was just such a sentence that made Zhang Yi's courage come back.

"Who is timid?" Zhang Yi asked back in shame, then took a deep breath, and boldly approached the coffin.

Standing beside the coffin for a long time, Zhang Yi became more confident.

He even reached out and knocked on the coffin, in exchange for Xiaoyue's shocked and puzzled eyes.

"Look, there's nothing wrong with this coffin at all." As he spoke, Zhang Yi went around to Brother Yang's wife's coffin again, raised his hand and knocked on it: "Maybe it wasn't that couple who died at all, but we were affected by something. Yes, hallucinations."

Zhang Yi's decent analysis sounds very reasonable.

He observed for a while, reaching out to tap a few times from time to time.

Qin Mu watched his behavior in silence, and was looking for evidence to support Zhang Yi's words.

Suddenly, Qin Mu seemed to see the coffin lid move slightly.

An ominous pre-cold came out and kept clamoring.

Qin Mu arrived in front of Zhang Yi almost in the blink of an eye, and then pulled him back violently!

At the same time, the lid of the coffin, which was originally tightly closed, also seemed to be pushed violently by some external force, and suddenly soared into the air.

Then it fell heavily to the floor.

The sound was loud, and even the dust on the ceiling seemed to fall a lot.

Xiaoyue coughed a few times, Qin Mu was full of precautions, and looked at the coffin first.

But to his surprise, the coffin was actually empty!

Having thought about too many possibilities and made too many predictions before, Qin Mu never expected that there would be nothing in the coffin.

Before he had time to ask Zhang Yi if he was injured, Qin Mu rushed to the side of the coffin and looked inside and out.

Xiaoyue was about to come over some distance away when she heard Qin Mu say, "The coffin is empty."

empty? !
Xiaoyue's eyes widened, and Qin Mu didn't hesitate any longer. He walked to Brother Yang's wife's coffin again, and easily opened the coffin's lid.

It was still empty inside, with nothing in it.

"What is this..." Before Xiaoyue could ask, she heard the creaking of the stairs.

The faces of the three of them became serious.

Qin Mu hurried back to Xiaoyue and Zhang Yi, he stared at the door of the room, while Xiaoyue paid attention to the movement of the coffin.

Soon, a figure appeared at the door of the room.

It's Brother Yang.

When he saw Qin Mu and the others, he was obviously shocked, and then he was very angry: "What are you doing! This is my house, how can you run around here and there!"

Qin Mu didn't reply, and observed Brother Yang's expression.

"I've never seen such an impolite young man, get out of here quickly! Get out!" Brother Yang yelled until his face turned red.

But because he couldn't tell whether he was alive or dead, or in some unpredictable state...

Qin Mu didn't lean over easily.