Chapter 880 The Dead Carry the Red Sedan Chair

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Shangguan Lingxian En Duan Yijue's words made Song Yuan stay in place on the spot as if struck by lightning.

Li Yun gestured to the two daughters under Lianyi with his eyes, and the two women immediately understood, and quietly clenched the long sword in their hands, preparing to attack Song Yuan.

But at this moment, a cold voice came from a distance.

"Hehehe, it's really muddy that can't support the wall."

Hearing this indifferent voice, everyone felt very uncomfortable. They turned their eyes to look, only one glance, and they were all shocked.

"what is this?"

The sun was shining brightly in the daytime, but everyone felt cold all over, their scalps were numb, and they were frightened by the terrifying scene in front of them.

A sedan chair appeared on the wide concrete road in Zhangjia Village.

A big red top, the sedan chair body is covered with embroidered cloth, the dragon and phoenix are in auspicious patterns, and the top of the sedan chair is generally embroidered with two large dragons, making it a very festive red sedan chair!

But this sedan chair was covered with a large hemp rope net, covering the upper half of the big red sedan chair.

Such a strange style is not used by the living, only by the dead.

"Yes, it's Aunt Bai!!"

Someone pointed at one of the four people carrying the sedan chair, and let out an extremely frightened shout, causing the 3,000-strong ancestral hall to fall into a dead silence.

There were four people carrying the red sedan chair covered by a large net of hemp rope. They were all pretty women, and they all wore bright red skirts, which matched the sedan chair very well.

But the faces of each of them were pale and expressionless. After putting down the sedan chair, they all stood with expressionless hands and lowered their hands. In their gray eyes, they could not see any eyes that belonged to a living person. , hollow, pale, eerie.

The big red sedan chair was put down, and an invisible cold air enveloped everyone present. The village chief was so frightened that he stepped back a few steps, watching the strange and gloomy scene in front of him in horror.

"What's wrong?" Fairy Lingyi couldn't help asking on the phone without hearing any answer.

"The dead carry the red sedan chair, and the demon walks in the daytime."

"what?"

Li Yun didn't answer her, patted Qingyu's trembling shoulder, gave Lian Yi a comforting look, and walked forward slowly.

"He Canghu, Shi Taining, I never thought we would meet here!"

Yes, there are two more people standing beside the big red sedan chair.

One is the head of Feihumen, He Canghu.

There is another one, Shi Taining, whom Li Yun once had a relationship with at Concubine Wanqing!

"Don't worry, we will meet often in the future."

Shi Taining, who looked like a handsome young man, held a paper fan and showed a playful smile to Li Yun: "It's just that you followed Uncle Bone Ghost in the way of refining corpses, and it just so happened that I was with Bone Ghost. Uncle Gui will only see each other often!"

Corpse refining?

Li Yun glanced at the four women carrying the sedan chair. There was a faint smell of excrement on their bodies. Two of the slightly younger women had white spots on their faces that had dried up for a long time. After recognizing these white spots , Li Yun felt extremely disgusting at a glance.

This bone ghost is really disgusting!

"Li Yun, who is the one who appeared again? Is it the one who lured Song Yuan into the evil way?"

"Shangguan, Junior Sister..."

Song Yuan ignored the few people who came, and looked at Li Yun's mobile phone with pain on his face, as if through this, he could see the gentle and kind beautiful junior sister who was thousands of miles away.

Just thinking of Fairy Lingyi's voice, face and smile is enough to make Song Yuan feel grief-stricken.

Everything is irreparable.

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