Urban Logistics System

Chapter 211 Something Happened
Just after the coffin was opened, Wang Mingyang couldn't help but yelled, which shocked Xia Fan, Xia Fan trembled, and said angrily, "Damn, what are you calling for?"

"I'm just scared, scared..." Wang Mingyang scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Nothing, you're so scared!" Xia Fan couldn't help complaining.

"Brother Xia, is there anything in the coffin?" Wang Mingyang asked strangely.

"If you don't believe me, take a look." Xia Fan said casually.

Wang Mingyang didn't believe it, and walked into the coffin slowly, and looked inside. When Wang Mingyang saw the situation inside the coffin, Wang Mingyang was taken aback.

"Damn it, corpse!"

Wang Mingyang hurriedly took a step back, looking at the coffin in fear, while Xia Fan said speechlessly, "What are you doing?"

"Bone, this is a human bone." Wang Mingyang said excitedly.

"Brother Xia, didn't you say nothing?"

"Yes, there is nothing in the coffin except the corpse." Xia Fan spread his hands helplessly.

"..."

Wang Mingyang had a feeling of being cheated, and that feeling made Wang Mingyang feel a little bit pained. Wang Mingyang said a little depressed: "Brother Xia, is this thing in there?"

"Let me look for it."

Xia Fan looked inside the coffin. There was indeed a corpse lying in the coffin, but this corpse seemed to have existed for a long, long time, and the body had been corroded, leaving only the skeleton.

Xia Fan casually glanced at the corpse, paused and said, "I came here to look for something, I offended you today, but if you want to reincarnate into a good family, no matter whether you are in the underworld or a wandering soul, you can Give me a dream, I can let you reincarnate into a good family."

After finishing speaking, Xia Fan stretched out his hand, picked up the skeleton slowly, and then lifted up the embroidered pillow with his head lowered. The moment he lifted it up, as expected, there was a sword lying quietly under the pillow .

Xia Fan didn't know why the money sword was lying under the pillow. Xia Fan held the money sword in his hand, and Xia Fan carefully observed the money sword.

As Zhong Kui said, the money sword was indeed made of one hundred and eight pieces of money, and according to Zhong Kui, the money sword was weaved at noon, noon, day, and day of the lunar calendar in a Jiazi. It contains masculinity and is the nemesis of ghosts and evils in the world.

"Brother Xia, this sword..."

Wang Mingyang was stunned and couldn't help asking.

"This is what I'm looking for." Xia Fan nodded slightly.

"I go……"

Wang Mingyang showed a bitter face, and said: "Brother Xia, don't tell me if you're looking for this thing, I can buy it with money, this shit, you can buy a basket for [-] million."

"..."

Hearing this, Xia Fan had the urge to kill Wang Mingyang. Your uncle, why buy this thing for [-] million?As a prodigal, seeing Xia Fan looking at Wang Mingyang with an unkind expression made Wang Mingyang feel extremely uncomfortable.

Xia Fan put the skull away, and then closed the coffin. Xia Fan said flatly, "Okay, it's about time to go back and treat the old man."

"Walk around, I don't want to stay in this kind of ghostly place for a long time. Damn, this kind of ghostly place is eerie, and I always feel like there is a pair of eyes watching me." Wang Mingyang said hastily.

Wang Mingyang also felt a little awkward about this place. For some reason, that kind of gaze made his hairs stand up all over his body, making him very uncomfortable.

Xia Fan nodded slightly, this place is indeed not clean, no wonder there are frequent accidents here, and it is understandable.

These 130 people definitely did not die that easily, something must have happened, that is to say, there is something weird about this village.

"Let's go quickly."

Wang Mingyang couldn't wait to pull Xia Fan out of here, he didn't want to stay for a moment, Xia Fan followed Wang Mingyang and left here slowly.

But when they left, they forgot to close the door. After the two of them walked out of the gate, they closed the gate. Just as they closed the door with their front feet, the gate of the ancestral hall seemed to be pushed by a magical force. Closed slowly.

Xia Fan, who had just walked out, suddenly noticed something, and glanced at the gate with burning eyes.

"Brother Xia, why don't you leave? Hurry up?" Wang Mingyang couldn't help but said.

"Ah."

Xia Fan nodded slightly, and the two of them rushed out of the village. The time is not short now, it is about twelve o'clock, and the time passes quickly, especially at night, it is not safe to walk , so the two are also cautious.

As the two rushed towards the outside of the village, but before they had gone out for a long time, they heard a shrill scream.

"Help... ghost... ghost..."

The shrill scream startled Wang Mingyang who was on his way. Wang Mingyang trembled and almost fell to the ground. If Xia Fan hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands, Wang Mingyang might have already sat on the ground.

Xia Fan said in a deep voice: "Something went wrong, let's go and have a look."

"Xia...Brother Xia, let's go out quickly, this voice..." Wang Mingyang's teeth were chattering when he spoke. It was obvious that he was frightened, but thinking about it, they are all ordinary people , when it comes to ghosts and gods, there is an indescribable awe.

Naturally, Wang Mingyang felt a sense of fear in his heart.

Especially at night, after such a commotion, I'm afraid he will never dare to go out at night again, your mother is really scary.

"Go and see, something happened."

Xia Fan's brows flickered. Although he was not a good person, he had a vague feeling that something must have happened and he had to save people.

After speaking, Xia Fan quickly ran in one direction, and when Wang Mingyang saw Xia Fan running away, Wang Mingyang shivered, gritted his teeth, and followed.

Let him leave here alone, even if he is killed, he may encounter some weird things by himself, and if he encounters something he shouldn't encounter, it will be over.

"Brother Xia, wait for me, wait for me, rely on me."

Wang Mingyang hurriedly followed, but Xia Fan's speed was so fast that he felt like he couldn't catch up. This made Wang Mingyang feel unspeakably painful. At this moment, he felt very regretful. If he had known, he would have often I have been exercising, and I often run, so I won’t be unable to run now.

As the two rushed towards one direction quickly, there was a gust of dark wind blowing over the village. The whole village seemed so quiet. Under the quietness, there was a kind of quietness. It's weird, it seems...something is haunting.

(End of this chapter)