Nightmare Attack

After waiting for 10 minutes or even longer, everyone stared at their phones, waiting for news from Li Bai.

Unfortunately, there is no more news.

Fatty even had a very strange feeling, as if the portraits of Li Bai and the other three people in the group would fade away from color at any time, turning from color to black and white, just like three posthumous photos.

"We...should we get in touch, or...or let people from the Wu Mansion go over and take a look?" The fat man raised his head. He still didn't want to believe that these three living people were all dead.

Luo Tianhe shook his head, "There is no need, life and death are determined by destiny, wealth is in the sky, and even if we rush over now, it is already too late." Luo Tianhe's words were clear.

"Besides..." Luo Tianhe paused and looked into the distance, "Our trouble is coming too."

Without leaving them too much time to think, there was a sound of footsteps approaching from far away, and there was the light of fire. Laifu walked forward quickly with a lantern and a few people. When he saw them, he hesitated slightly, as if there was something wrong. There was something unspeakable, "Masters, there is something...there is something I want to discuss with you."

"We need to transport Mr. Wu's body back to the cemetery." Luo Tianhe's statement was very straightforward. Judging from this time, it is obvious.

Laifu gritted his teeth and gave a final nod, "Yes, that's it, but... But tonight is different from last night. We plan to use the coffin directly this time, and we need all the masters to carry the coffin to send it to my master.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then a chill spread all over his body, "It's just us?"

"Yes, only masters." Laifu was pleading, "I'm really sorry. You all know the situation in the front hall. Wang Bao violated a taboo last night, and then today...he died. And He died in such a horrible state, we really can’t find anyone who dares to carry the coffin for him, and no one is willing to pay any amount of money.”

"Why don't you ask us to go if no one wants to do it?" The fat man showed his fist as big as a sandbag, trying to teach Laifu a lesson about not doing to others what you don't want others to do to you.

If this happened normally, it would be fine, but now the life and death of another group are unknown, and their trip to deliver the corpses tonight will definitely not be peaceful. No matter what, he will fight for it.

But Laifu's next words shut him up, "By the way, you masters, I'm afraid you don't know yet, but the people from the patrol room came this evening and said they found out that the masters were carrying other eucalyptus. I heard that the situation was serious and I wanted to take you back and shoot you, but I used my second young master’s name to stop you.”

Fatty: "..."

Patting his sleeves, Jiang Cheng gave a carefree smile, "Stop trying to scare us like this, or else you go find the people from the patrol room now and see whether we are shot first or your whole Wu family dies first.

After being scolded, Laifu was much more honest. He was also a person who knew the importance of things. He bowed to several people in Jiangcheng one after another, saying that he had said the wrong thing and begging all the masters not to treat him like a servant. He just said it casually. Once said, it has no other meaning.

Seeing that the momentum suppressed the other party, Jiang Cheng no longer made things difficult for him. This trip tonight was inevitable and could not be avoided. After confirming the time for delivering the body with Laifu, Laifu and his party left in a hurry.

After a while, several strangers brought a black coffin, put it down, bowed to the people in Jiangcheng, and then left in a hurry.

The coffin looked nothing special, but the moment it landed, the ground trembled. Luo Tianhe stepped forward, stretched out his hand to touch the coffin, and a biting chill filled the air.

He tapped again with the back of his hand, and the feedback sound was very dull.

Yuan Shanyuan was also standing next to the coffin at this moment, his eyes slightly sharp, "It's an old coffin."

"Well, it is indeed an old coffin. They dug it out from other cemeteries and took out the corpses inside." Luo Tianhe said solemnly.

Lin Qianqian looked puzzled and stared at the coffin, "But this coffin looks new."

"Someone renovated it deliberately, but the smell of corpses cannot be faked. The smell has penetrated into the coffin wood. This coffin is quite old." Luo Tianhe sniffed slightly when he talked about this. The tone was surprisingly determined.

Suddenly, Luo Tianhe frowned, quickly walked to the side of the coffin, squatted down, and gently scratched the coffin wood with his hand. It seemed that he had made a major discovery, and everyone's hearts were lifted.

"Mr. Luo, what did you find?" Lin Qianqian couldn't hold herself any longer.

The second person to react was Yuan Shanyuan. He walked to Luo Tianhe, lowered his eyes, and scanned the place where Luo Tianhe had touched inch by inch. After a moment, his attitude became cautious, "Is it that kind of thing?"

Luo Tianhe stood up and nodded solemnly, "Well, it's not wrong. It's really a vertical burial coffin. I haven't seen it for many years. I almost missed it."

"I really underestimated the Wu family. Where did they get so many evil things?" One after another, I discovered that even Luo Tianhe had lost his previous calmness. The Wu family was like a bottomless quagmire. They have a sense of powerlessness that the more they struggle, the deeper they sink.

"Is there anything special about this coffin?" Lin Qianqian asked without understanding. This move saved the fat man from Jiangcheng a lot of trouble.

"When burying ancestors, they pay attention to everything being stable. The coffins are always placed flat. Some high-ranking families are particular about not deviating from the angle at all. Only in this way will the deceased feel comfortable lying in it, and will this be a blessing to future generations."

"And the vertical coffin, as the name suggests, is to bury the coffin vertically in the tomb. In this way, the person buried will be forced to maintain a standing posture after death. This will cause deep resentment over time. Not only will it not benefit future generations, but on the contrary, it will also The house is disturbed and restless." Luo Tianhe's words were deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts, making people feel an ominous premonition out of thin air.

"Then who would be buried with a vertical burial tube?" The fat man couldn't figure out this question.

"A sinner, and a very sinful person." Luo Tianhe looked at the coffin and said slowly, "The other way is to offend Mr. Feng Shui and be plotted by others."

"Then...which category do you think this coffin belongs to?"

Luo Tianhe hesitated for a moment, but before he could speak, he heard Yuan Shanyuan's thick voice, "It's the first type. This person was executed by the government at that time. He must have committed a serious crime."

Luo Tianhe looked at Yuan Shanyuan with some surprise, his expression became more and more subtle, and then nodded, "Mr. Yuan is very knowledgeable, this is indeed a coffin buried by an official, and judging from the specifications, this coffin is not from the tomb. The main coffin means that this is just a burial coffin, and there is another owner of this cemetery. "

As soon as these words came out, Fatty instantly thought of the blood corpse tomb mentioned before.