Since noon, I was thinking about that little boy. The reason for me to hold an umbrella is very simple, that is, my body is heavily yin, so it blocks a little. However, that little boy shouldn't have umbrellas, and his umbrella is definitely not available now.

He said that his family lived at the foot of the mountain, and he lived on the mountain. There was also too much noise last night. He said that he saw a woman in red fighting with the old Taoist, but I really didn't hear any sound last night.

Moreover, when the little boy was running, he accidentally exposed his arm to the sun and let out a loud gush, just like I did in the morning.

Thinking of this, I thought of a possibility, that is, I saw that the little boy was a ghost, not a real person. After thinking about it carefully, there was a parent who would let his children live on the mountain.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt the cold.

"It's getting late, and it's dark early in the mountains. Whether you can continue to survive depends on your luck."

After the old Taoist said that, I stood up and started walking towards the coffin. However, at this moment, I realized that something was wrong with myself. I found that I couldn't use any strength on my feet, but I could stand up and walk.

When I arrived at the coffin, I suddenly remembered what the little boy said to me.

"You are the same as me!"

Although I can't be sure whether he is a ghost or not, I have 80% of my cognition that he is a ghost.

But, if this is true, then the little boy is a ghost, what am I?

I looked at the rooster in my arms. Now, compared to yesterday, the rooster has long been listless, and compared to yesterday, I feel very tired.

I jumped gently and fell into the coffin. Then I didn't think much about it and lay directly inside the coffin.

The old Taoist walked over and closed the lid of the coffin again, but this time I felt something was wrong.

After hearing the footsteps of the old Taoist leaving, I tried to push the lid of the coffin, but the ones covered on it looked like a huge rock, and I couldn't move it at all.

But just as I was about to push the lid of the coffin again, a strong wind suddenly broke out outside. I heard it very carefully inside the coffin, just the sound of the strong wind, and the trees and grass around me were making a sound.

"Mao Fanxiao!"

A sharp sound passed through the sky and reached my ears directly. When I heard this, my body was shocked, and then there was a burst of laughter.

I believe everyone can hear some laughter, but what I hear is an indescribable laughter.

"Don't waste your energy, you can't take him away tonight."

Hearing this, I tried not to make any sound, but looked outside through the gap on the coffin board.

Now it was all dark, and a woman in a long red dress was standing not far away!

"It's her!" This woman is not someone else, she is one of the two women I met on the bus.

At the time of crisis, she asked me to get off the bus, and then the bus caught fire. After I got off, she appeared again and told me that I would come to see me in the evening two days later.

If we calculated based on the time at that time, it would have been tonight. Just listening to the conversation between the two of them, it seemed that this woman had been here last night.

"Let him go, otherwise I will beat you tonight too!"

After hearing the woman in red say it, the old man smiled.

"Although I don't know if you are a human or a ghost, you are not qualified to take someone from me." The old Taoist said, "I believe you have the ability to beat me half-death, but you can afford it, and the one lying in the coffin cannot afford it."

"I won't beat around the bush now. Let me tell you the truth. That kid is lying in one of the coffins. If you have the ability, take him away. However, he doesn't have much time, no more than five hours at most, and he will be completely dissipated."

The old Taoist said, I could hear clearly when I lay in the coffin.

"I was so scared?" I was shocked and I knew what was going on.

During the day, the little boy said that I was the same as him, which means I was a ghost, but what I couldn't understand was that I was not dead at all, so why did I become a ghost now?

Let’s look at the rooster I held in my hand. The little boy said that this thing is the most yang thing. If I were really a ghost, then the yin and yang would directly consume the yin energy in my body.

I have heard others say before that the qi between ghosts and ghosts is the same, so the little boy said that I am the same as him.

Thinking of this, I let go of the big rooster in my arms.

At this moment, there was a bang outside, and I looked through the gap that a pair of coffins had been broken, and the woman in red had a little unstable shape. As for the old Taoist, she didn't get any advantage.
Chapter completed!