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Instantly, a chill rose from the soles of his feet to the fat man's forehead. Google search reading

He was attracted by a "creaking" sound. He originally thought that a piece of wood in the temple was rotten and loose, but now it seems that it is possible that a corpse got tired of lying down and crawled out to say hello to him.

If the fat man's imagination is followed, he will probably be killed by the floating corpse ghost in the following three ways: First, the floating corpse ghost is now lying on the ceiling above his head, hanging upside down, and it is possible that some mucus will drip down and fall on him, and then take advantage of his attention and the moment he looks up, he will be killed in seconds.

Second, the floating corpse ghost is now standing behind him, all wet, waiting for him to look back excitedly, and then kill him in seconds. Third, the floating corpse ghost is now hiding behind the coffin, and when he approaches, it will suddenly jump out and kill him in seconds.

Although the fat man felt that his skills were much stronger than before, he was not yet able to fight against the ghost, so as long as the ghost attacked, he could tidy up his appearance.

The fat man swallowed his saliva carefully. In order to deal with these three ways of killing, he lowered his head slightly, did not turn around at all, but slowly retreated. At the same time, a gust of wind blew, and a corner of the white cloth used for covering was lifted. With the weak light, the fat man saw that the coffin behind the goddess statue was not empty, but filled with corpses.

The corpse closest to him was swollen all over, wet, with a piece of yellow paper covering his face, and a black wooden block on the yellow paper.

If it was Jiang Cheng standing here, he would recognize that it was a ruler.

Seeing that the corpse was still lying honestly in the coffin, the fat man put his heart back in his stomach, but he still did not look back, but used the corner of his eyes to determine the position, slowly retreated to the incense burner, knelt respectfully on the cushion in front of the goddess statue, and began to pick up nice words.

"Is that all?" Jiang Cheng sat opposite the fat man and listened carefully to what happened in the mourning hall.

The fat man put his hands on the table, holding the teacup carefully, as if absorbing the temperature of the tea, "Yes, doctor, it was quite scary anyway, but fortunately, nothing happened. I waited until the incense burned out, came out and rang the bell, and then came back." After a pause, the fat man added as if he remembered something, "By the way, I saw Lei Mingyu on the way back." "Did you say hello?" Jiang Cheng's tone changed.

The fat man shook his big head, "Of course not, I was worried that he was a ghost pretending, so I didn't pay any attention to him, and he didn't pay any attention to me."

Not long ago, Jiang Cheng heard the sound of the bell, and thought Lei Mingyu had also arrived at the mourning hall.

Similar to the situation encountered by the fat man, Lei Mingyu also heard the "creaking" sound coming from behind the statue of the goddess, but after he lit the incense, he stayed in front of the incense burner, completely ignoring the sound, and didn't go over to see it.

After an unknown amount of time, the fat man lay on the bed. He was exhausted from the night watch. He was half asleep and half awake when he suddenly heard a bell ringing. He jumped up from the bed.

Jiang Cheng had been sitting at the table with his mobile phone on the table. He said calmly: "It's Lei Mingyu who came out.

The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked out the window. "It seems that he passed the test too."

Just as Jiang Cheng thought, the two people who drew the best and the best were all safe. The real danger was indeed behind. The old guy Yu Chengmu was a medium-average and had some skills. Jiang Cheng didn't think he would die in the first test.

The ones who were really unlucky were probably A Biao, who had the worst luck, or Pang Xiaofeng, who had the worst luck.

And if everything went well, it was almost certain that A Biao would die tonight.

The fat man seemed to have thought of this and lowered his voice: "Doctor, if someone must die tonight, I hope it's that A Biao. They are not good people.

"I hope so." Jiang Cheng picked up his phone and recorded the time after hearing the sound of Yu Chengmu hitting the bell.

As expected, Yu Chengmu also heard the "creaking" sound after lighting the incense, but Yu Chengmu did not seem to be panicked. After entering the mourning hall, he guessed from the layout of the entire mourning hall that the body of the drowned person was placed behind the statue.

But what puzzled him was the statue in front of him. He had been immersed in this for many years and had never seen or heard of such a statue.

Moreover, Yu Chengmu looked up and down at the statue and felt more and more strange. The statue was too realistic, whether it was the face or the wrinkles on the clothes, they were all lifelike.

This was not a good thing. Clay statues that were too similar to gods would be considered a crime of disrespect. At the least, they would lose money and get sick, and at the worst, they would suffer from disasters of water, fire, and swords.

Not only that, the placement of the offerings in front of him was different from his impression. The placement of offerings was neat and orderly, but the offerings in front of him were messy and seemed to be put together temporarily.

Yu Chengmu narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the offerings in front of him. When he counted the last one, his eyelids twitched. There were 10 offerings in total, which was not an odd number!

There are strict requirements for placing offerings. It can be one, but if there are more than one, it must be 3 or a multiple of 3, and it must not be an even number.

Because the older generation passed it down that if the offerings are an even number, then the funeral will be a pair, and one more person will die among the people who come to worship.

After making this discovery, Yu Chengmu immediately walked to the offering table, picked out an offering and carefully examined it. After a moment, a scene that made his back cold appeared. This offering also had 10 pieces!

Taking a deep breath, Yu Chengmu finally understood why this statue temple was so strange, because this was not a group of gods, but ghosts!

These villagers were actually worshipping ghosts!

After figuring this out, Yu Chengmu focused his attention on the white candle in front of him, which was as thick as a baby's arm. At this moment, the candlelight burning calmly also became weird in Yu Chengmu's eyes.

The time of an incense stick passed quickly. Yu Chengmu waited until the incense went out and did not leave immediately. Instead, he walked behind the statue and gently pulled open the white curtain.

There were several large coffins placed side by side at the back. Yu Chengmu hesitated for a moment and walked over. There was a swollen and white corpse in each coffin, and the face of the corpse was covered with yellow paper and suppressed with a ruler.

Yu Chengmu was not a fat man. He was secretly shocked after just one look. Then he took a white lantern hanging high from nearby, held the lantern, half-knelt in front of the coffin, and finally found a gap under the coffin with the light. Water kept overflowing along the gap.

Water was flowing out of each coffin.

If you look closely, you can see that the flowing water merges into a stream and flows along an almost invisible crack in the ground towards the front of the temple.