psychic coffin shop

Chapter 30

It rained last night, the ground was covered with broken branches and red, and the orange cleaners worked overtime to clean the streets.

There is still a distance from the school. A small stall opened early. The owner of the shop is a kind-hearted old man with only half of his front teeth left. Perhaps seeing how difficult his life was, passers-by would stop to buy some. At this time, the old man would smile and bend over to send them away.

An ordinary stall, an ordinary old man, but when Su Ren Qi passed by the old man's stall, the paper figurine in Shen Yitang's pocket suddenly burst into scorching heat.

Shen Yitang frowned and looked back, just happened to meet the eyes of the old man, there was nothing wrong with it.

"Hey," Shen Yitang grabbed Su Ren's coat, "Stop."

"Huh?" Su Ren dragged his long legs on the floor, and unconsciously glanced at the '24-hour unmanned sales' beside him. Is that what he thought?

"Want to eat chaos today?" Su Ren asked Shen Yitang in the back seat in a low voice at a small chaos shop on the right side of the road.

"That old man seems to have a problem," Shen Yitang's moist eyes flickered, and he got off the bicycle by himself, sitting on the chaotic stall and observing the old man across the road.

Shen Yitang's eyesight is excellent, and he can clearly see the shiny betel nuts on the old man's stall.

"There seems to be some problem..." Su Ren ordered two bowls of Chaos, crossed his long legs, sat beside Shen Yitang, carefully broke the fried dough sticks bit by bit, and then pushed the bowl in front of Shen Yitang.

"The aura on his body is very mixed." I didn't find anything special in a quick glance before, but now I look carefully, and there is indeed a strangeness in the old man.

"Very mixed..." Lou Xiao's dying face suddenly flashed in his mind, yes, before, he wondered why Lou Xiao was like a dying person, but now it seems that someone borrowed his life!

"You're going to be late." I didn't get up very early in the first place, and I was delayed here for half a day, so it's no wonder I wasn't late.

"It's gone," Shen Yitang picked up Chaos, the temperature was just right, "It doesn't matter if you go or not." As for studying, he has completely given up on it, and it's useless to force it if it's not that material.

There was no reason for Su Ren to disagree, and he ate a bowl of Chaos with Shen Yitang.

The old man's business is not booming, nor can it be called deserted. At noon, the betel nuts on the car were sold out, and it seemed that the old man was about to close the stall.

Shen Yitang beckoned Su Ren to follow, and he followed the old man leisurely.

The two of them guarded the two empty bowls and stayed at the chaotic stall for almost a whole morning, but the boss not only did not show any dissatisfaction, but also enthusiastically refilled them with water a few times. A lot of businesses are inseparable. When Su Ren left, he left a few pictures of Grandpa Mao on the table and rode his bicycle to chase Shen Yitang.

The boss was unwilling to accept it, but he didn't dare to drag Su Ren. In front of the two of them, the boss felt ashamed for no reason, and was afraid that his oily hands would stain Su Ren's clothes, so he had no choice but to give up in the end.

The old man is thin and only has a handful of bones left. Riding a tricycle seems to be very strenuous, and he can only push it step by step. When encountering uphill, it will take more time.

Previously, the two followed the old man leisurely, but the further they walked back, the fewer people were there, and it would be too eye-catching to continue following behind the old man. Shen Yitang took out a small paper figurine from his bag, touched it After touching its head, the little man stood up fiercely, waved at Shen Yitang, and followed the old man bouncingly.

"Take a break?"

Su Ren found a shade from a tree, spread his coat on the ground, and signaled Shen Yitang to sit over.

Although Shen Yitang is not afraid of the heat, there is not even a trace of sweat on the top of his head, but it is also uncomfortable to be exposed to the sun, and it is still the hottest July and August.

Su Ren chuckled, and hugged him in his arms with his long arms.

He might as well sit beside him.Shen Yitang rolled his eyes and struggled to sit up, but in the next second Su Ren's slightly cool lips fell on the center of his brow.

"Be obedient and don't move."

Su Ren is like a central air conditioner, keeping all the heat out of the scorching heat, Shen Yitang fell into his arms, instantly surrounded by a cool feeling.

"...There will be someone."

"will not."

Su Ren still looked at him softly as usual, Shen Yitang suspected that one day he would drown in the affection in his eyes, so he simply closed his eyes, out of sight, out of mind!

Anyway, it wasn't his leg that was being pressed, Shen Yitang thought rather self-destructively, struggled heavily in Su Ren's arms, found a comfortable position, and began to close his eyes to rest...

When he opened his eyes here, it was already dusk, Su Ren's embrace was so comfortable, and it also had a built-in cooling function, Shen Yitang fell asleep unconsciously...

The little paper man came back at some point, squatting on one side with his head tilted and looking at Shen Yitang, he seemed to have slept for a long time...

"...He came back long ago?" Shen Yitang opened his mouth halfway, and when his eyes swept over a small piece of suspicious water stain on Su Ren's chest, his whole body instantly petrified, he wouldn't be so hopeless...

"I just came back, the time is just right." Shen Yitang's sleeping face was flushed, and Su Ren straightened his somewhat flattened hair, and finally couldn't hold back a mouthful of his embarrassing side face.

There was a little force this time, and when the slightly cool lips left, there was even a crisp "pop" sound. Shen Yitang was a little guilty because of the water stains on Su Ren's chest, so he didn't care about what he did, after all, it was more excessive You've done it already, haven't you? It's too hypocritical to care about this at this time.

Shen Yitang bent down and touched the little paper figurine's head, motioning for him to lead the way. The little paper figurine raised its head and rubbed Shen Yitang's fingertips, and started off bouncing.

After walking less than a kilometer, the little paper man stopped in front of a dilapidated courtyard house. He stretched out his short fingers and pointed at the door with a big hole, signaling that the old man was inside.

Shen Yitang: "..."

Even if the old man crawled, this section of the road would take an hour to die, but he slept all afternoon and afternoon...

"Cough cough..."

A blush crept up Shen Yitang's cheeks quietly, coughed twice, and stepped into the small courtyard first.

As soon as he entered the small courtyard, he was sneezed by a tangy burning smell and covered his nose in discomfort.

Su Ren took his hand, interlocking his fingers, a cool feeling enveloped Shen Yitang, keeping the pungent burnt smell out.

Suddenly, a faint red glow appeared in Shen Yitang's pocket, and A Yao appeared in front of the two of them curled up in a light blue and soft smoke.

"The smell of corpse oil is so strong..."

A Yao Qingjun's face was full of disgust, and a sneer sneered at the corner of her mouth.

"... There are guests coming, please come in..."

A hoarse voice that was almost dying came from the drowsy main house. Su Ren's hand holding him shrank slightly, as if to comfort him, and then pulled him towards the main house.

Weeds are overgrown along the way, and every place reveals a sense of desolation and decay. Except for the tricycle parked on the porch, which looks a little newer, there is no trace of anyone's life around.

"It's you two children. Grandpa has noticed you a long time ago," the old man grinned with only one front tooth left, the black light glowed, and the original kindly smile looked very strange because of the thick greed in his eyes. It's weird, the old man glanced at the two of them, then continued weakly, "It's good to be young, wait a minute, betel nuts will be ready soon, grandpa invites you to eat betel nuts, the betel nuts made by grandpa are so cute to eat... ..."

The old man was like a chatterbox, talking those few words over and over again, with trembling hands like eagle claws, holding a blue and white porcelain basin the size of half a watermelon with one hand, picking up the betel nut on the table with the other, and soaking It should be in a liquid that looks like oil in the basin.

After a while, the old man reached out to fish out the betel nut soaked in liquid, looked at the dripping liquid, and said, "Don't waste it, this is a good thing..." He stretched out his scarlet tongue to lick away the dripping betel nut. The oil drops, and at the end there was an expression of enjoyment.

The old man used corpse oil as a medium. Anyone who ate betel nuts soaked in corpse oil was forcibly borrowed by him for a long life. Moreover, it seemed that those people also ate the old man's saliva at the same time...

Shen Yitang's stomach was churning violently, his face was pale, and he looked at the old man with disgust.A Yao was more straightforward, grabbing a big vat next to her that was taller than her and throwing it at the old man's head.

The old man was still smiling, seeing the big vat approaching, he did not hide, and even the expression on his face did not change a bit.

With a loud bang, the big tank directly smashed half of the old man's head and collapsed, leaving red and white marks all over his face and body.

"Hey..." The old man smiled kindly as if he couldn't feel the pain, and said slowly, "Don't worry, baby, it will be fine soon..."

"Crack..."

The fragments of the broken outline were deeply embedded in the thin wall behind him. The thin wall couldn't bear such a brutal force, and the mottled wall skin began to peel off in a large area, and then the entire wall collapsed without warning.

A heat wave engulfed in a more intense burnt smell and spewed out along with the smoke. Fortunately, Su Ren was by his side, so neither the scorching air nor the unbearable burnt smell could get close to him. Without this treatment, his face turned livid due to the evil aura.

Behind the wall is a sealed compartment, covering more than a hundred square meters, the floor is covered with fiery charcoal fire, the air is burned and distorted, and the walls are covered with corpses one after another.

"laugh……"

The corpse that was roasting at high temperature kept leaving drop after drop of clear liquid, which made a scalp-numbing sound when it landed on the iron plate below.

The collected clear oil droplets slowly gathered together along the iron plate, and flowed into a celadon bowl that was exactly the same as the one the old man had held before.

The half-big celadon bowl was already half full.

In the eyes of mortals, these hanging on the wall are just scorched corpses, but Shen Yitang can clearly see every soul imprisoned in the corpses, struggling and pleading.

He was killed for no reason, and in the end he was imprisoned here and suffered from the burning flames every day. The soul body produced a lot of resentment uncontrollably. I don’t know what method the old man used to guide the resentment of the soul body into the corpse oil perfectly. Therefore, the corpse oil became his sharp weapon to forcibly plunder Yangshou.