Immediately, he saw the female corpse holding the paper crane with both hands, standing up stiffly, and walking forward step by step with her head hanging down.

Fuqi tracking method!

The person who breathed the corpse spit out his resentment on the paper crane. As a medium, the two sticks of incense gave the female corpse some strength to find the perpetrator.

Li Kui put the travel bag on his back again, picked up the umbrella, and whispered: "Let's go!"

A few moments.

One person and one body disappeared in the continuous rain.

…

…

The sky is dark.

It rains continuously.

In the coffin shop, Xu Zhao was wearing sackcloth and mourning, kneeling in front of the coffin with red eyes.

Paper money is burning in the brazier.

He immediately packed up his luggage and rushed back to Long'ao Village that morning. Until he saw his grandfather's body with his own eyes, his psychological defenses immediately broke.

Dealing with the funeral in a hazy manner.

When I came to my senses, it was already dark.

He was thinking about his dream that night and what his grandfather said.

While in trance.

"Boss, I want a coffin."

The cold voice interrupted his thoughts and he looked back.

In the rain curtain,
Chapter completed!