dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Even the little gentlemen spoke up, so of course Haogui dared not pretend not to see it.

Quickly tidy up your clothes and bow to salute.

"The little ghost pays homage to Mr. Xiao, the throne of Mr. Xiao is rippling, coming from all directions..."

Chen Daji couldn't understand Xin Lianshan's sycophant, so he interrupted impatiently.

"Big head Xin, don't do this!"

"Our boss asked you something, please speak up!"

Only then did Haogui answer with a sneer.

"When people die, they bury their bodies in graves, while ghosts bury their souls in graves."

"This is the folk method of Annan's group of monkeys. Of course, Mr. Xiao has an orthodox background and has never heard of this kind of local method of raising ghosts."

"Let's put it this way, you can always understand it as a spell to raise evil spirits, the kind that raises a large group at a time!"

Chen Daji was stunned: "Raise a large flock? Herd sheep!?"

The heroic ghost Xin Lianshan nodded repeatedly.

"Hmm, almost!"

"However, this kind of sorcery is too wicked. Anyone who dares to use it will have no good end... The lightest will have to reincarnate a hundred or eighty times in the animal realm to wash away the karma..."

At this point, Xin Lianshan looked at Chang Baye apologetically.

"My lord, my old Xin didn't say that you are old, so don't take it to heart..."

The big worm was stunned: "???......!!!"

Xin Daji is much smarter than Chen Daji, knowing that the honest and honest Ba Ye Chang would not care about him.

Saying this is purely a formality, so as not to leave any "hidden dangers".

After bowing to the big worm again, Xin Lianshan began to circle the hospital quickly.

It turned into a black miniature tornado.

After a few laps, it suddenly stopped in front of Hua Jiunan, but his body... even the big eyeballs were still dripping in the eye sockets, obviously he was confused...

Hua Jiunan has always been approachable, he smiled wryly and stretched out his hand to support him.

"General Xin, this is..."

After a while, Hao Gui finally came back to his senses.

"Little Mister, Major General, I was in a hurry to find evidence of the Ghost's Tomb just now, Meng Lang..."

Yan Bi quickly walked to the southeast corner of the hospital, judged the direction of the starry sky, and started digging with a big fork.

Chen Dage has never been idle, so he brought Little Fascist and Little Crab over to help.

He used the big summer sparrow, and the two little ones could only do "dog planing" with their hands (pliers).

"What did Xin head dig? The 'treasure' left by your ancestors?!"

Xin Lianshan's face was full of bad luck when he heard the words.

"Don't make trouble, Major General, I don't have such a good ancestor!"

"We have asked someone to check. My relatives in Yangjian have been poor for eighteen generations...the poorest kind."

"Rats have to come out in tears when they enter the house... That's why I don't bother to contact them!"

"If there was someone like your father Chen Yuanwai, I would have recognized him as a godfather...a godfather!"

Speaking of Chen Fu, Xin Lianshan's heart skipped a beat.

For some reason, when he saw this benevolent businessman for the first time, he felt faintly familiar.

He didn't even dare to meet Chen Fu's eyes, as if he owed a lot of money in his previous life...to avoid debts...

The two scourges of the yin and yang world can't do anything else, but they are good at manual labor.

A three-meter-deep pit was dug out in two or three strokes, and a large jar with a strong smell was buried under the pit.

Threesome "little people" suffer.

As the fourth child of the street sneaker army, this kind of dirty work tycoon naturally "does his part".

He took the initiative to move the smelly big jar in front of Hua Jiunan and said.

"Please look, Mr. Xiao, this is the 'trick' to control the Ghost Grave."

Yan Bi gently smashed the jar with a steel fork, exposing the contents inside.

But it was nine skulls that fell together in a pyramid shape, and they were tightly adhered to each other with something similar to mud.

But this is no ordinary mud, it is made by mixing human ashes with corpse oil and five poisonous juices.

A small hole was pulled out between the brows of each skeleton, and a bloody goat's eye was inlaid on it.

In the moonlight, it constantly flickered strangely.

Hua Jiunan frowned.

"General Xin, this is..."

Mr. Xiao is not ashamed to ask, but the rich ghost dare not be fooled.

Hearing this, he quickly replied: "Didn't I just say that the sorcery of 'Ghost Grave' is too wicked."

"That's the point of wickedness..."

It turned out that to use this kind of magic, not only to kill all the people in the hospital, but also to kill their relatives after the killing.

Using the skulls of their relatives, the innocent souls inside will be bound in the hospital forever.

Day and night, I endured the pain of the moment of death until my resentment soared to the sky...

"Fuck, this is so wicked, even worse than Master Ji!!"

Chen Daji was furious when he heard the words.

"A wronged soul will kill nine of his relatives, and more than 100 people died in the hospital. Isn't it outside..."

The heroic ghost Xin Lianshan nodded deeply.

"Major General, you are right. There should be more than 100 such jars around..."

After the idea was confirmed, Chen Daji couldn't bear it any longer, he gritted his teeth and his eyes cracked.

"Little Japan, Monkey Annan, Lord Ji, I must kill you!"