MMB Chapter 253 An Le Funeral Parlor 08
Chapter 253 An Le Funeral Parlor 08
Soon, night fell on the third night.
Wu Sheng, Xia Dan, and Zhao Xuexi couldn't leave Anle Funeral Home, and they didn't dare to go back to the staff dormitory, so they all stayed in Ji Jinqian's mourning hall.
Tonight, most of the lights in the funeral parlor were not turned off like last two nights, leaving only a not-so-bright incandescent lamp in the mourning hall.
Before night came, Wu Sheng went to pull the switch.
This night, whether it was in the mourning hall or in the corridor, the lights were brightly lit.
Wu Xia understood for a long time, no wonder even if he pressed the light switch two nights ago, some of them didn't respond. It turned out that Wu Sheng pulled the switch every night.
This time Wu Sheng also stayed in the mourning hall, so the lights returned to normal.
only……
Until nine o'clock in the evening, the golden cat began to burn paper in the brazier, and the flame lit up. After burning the first piece of paper, the lights of the mourning hall kept flickering.
Immediately afterwards, one or two lamps went out "slapping", leaving only the only dim incandescent lamp.
Then, under the suspicious eyes of Wu Sheng, Xia Dan and Zhao Xuexi, the lights in the corridor also started to go out.
Within a few seconds, the outside of the mourning hall was pitch black.
"What's going on here?" Wu Sheng couldn't help asking.
Wu Xiajiu: "This..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a "bang", and the coffin containing Ji Jinqian's body trembled suddenly. Under the terrified eyes of Xia Dan and Zhao Xuexi, the coffin trembled four or five times in a row before it stopped. There was movement.
Wu Xiajiu took a step forward to take a look, and reached out to touch the talisman paper, which was getting hot.
Fortunately, he pasted the talisman paper in advance and was prepared, and he knew that Ji Jinqian's body would not stay there after the internal organs were recovered.
If the corpse escapes, then what spirit are they guarding.
At that time, the deadline for the three-day mission cannot be completed, and no one can board the car and return.
Moreover, it was already the third night, and they hadn't left the mourning hall during the day, and now they had to see if the papers were burned, and whether there would be any change in the progress of guarding Ji Jinqian's body this morning.
Ji Jinqian didn't move at this time, probably because he didn't dare to touch the coffin lid again.
Wu Xiajiu turned his head and said, "Keep the coffin and don't let Ji Jinqian escape."
Fang Zi, Lu Nan and the others nodded.
Xia Dan paled and said: "Ji, Ji Jinqian..."
"what is that?!"
At this moment, Wu Sheng interrupted Xia Dan's words suddenly, and looked horrified at the door of the mourning hall, where there was a figure standing there.
There wasn't much light, so Wu Sheng couldn't see the figure's face clearly.
But the living people in the funeral parlor should be in Ji Jinqian's mourning hall at this moment, and there should be no one standing at the door, so...
"Zheng Haocheng..." Xia Dan recognized this figure, because he had been together day and night and was very familiar with each other.
As soon as the voice fell, the figure standing at the door walked towards the mourning hall, his face gradually became clear, it was indeed Zheng Haocheng, his pale face was painted with the makeup of a corpse, his limbs were stiff, and his movements were like puppets on strings. Coupled with the flickering lights and the gloomy atmosphere of the mourning hall, it is definitely the scene of a classic horror movie.
At the very least, Jinmao, A Cai, Xia Dan and others are constantly pumping.
Wu Sheng backed away in panic, rolling and crawling, and hid behind Wu Xiajiu and others.
Tang Yunsi and Zhong Nan sat beside the brazier without moving. They had to watch a bit, so that the fire in the brazier could not be extinguished, and the burning of paper could not be interrupted.
Fang Zi took out the props neatly, and dealt with Zheng Haocheng first. Seeing that the body was hit by the brown bear gas bomb and fell to the ground, it spontaneously ignited after a while, and slowly turned into ashes.
But before Wu Sheng could heave a sigh of relief, his neck was suddenly wrapped tightly by a white cloth. Immediately afterwards, the white cloth hung Wu Sheng and flew up into the air. With another throw, Wu Sheng flew out in the direction of Ji Jinqian's coffin.
At the moment when he was about to hit the coffin, Shi Shangzuo kicked Wu Sheng in the abdomen, and kicked a grown man back.
Wu Sheng screamed and rolled aside.
Wu Xiajiu breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up, it turned out to be Wang Ling's ghost that appeared in the mourning hall at some point.
Zheng Haocheng's appearance allowed them to notice a little movement, but Wang Ling was silent.
Wu Xiajiu approached Ji Jinqian's coffin, and with a push of his hand, he stood up on it.
Afterwards, Shi Shangzuo, Tang Yunsi, Zhong Nan and others guarded the coffin and the brazier respectively, while Fang Zi shot at Wang Ling's ghost.
For a moment, the white cloth in the mourning hall moved without wind, and accompanied by the shrill howling of ghosts and wolves, Wang Ling was beaten and ran around.
Before Jin Mao and A Cai had time to fear, they were stunned by the scene of Fang Zi chasing and beating the ghost.
Never thought that it wasn't that they were afraid of ghosts, but that ghosts were afraid of them...
Even if the scorched corpse that Du Guorong turned into crawled over afterwards, Jinmao and A Cai found that they could maintain a normal mind.
Before the usage time of the Fangzi prop had passed, the mourning hall regained its calm.
Wu Sheng got up from the ground clutching his stomach, didn't dare to say anything, and hid in the corner by the wall, but didn't dare to approach the place where the white cloth was hung.
Wu Xiajiu sat cross-legged on the coffin lid, glanced at the time, and said, "You can take a rest, you will be fine after dawn."
Xia Dan and Zhao Xuexi nodded in shock.
Time passed bit by bit, and not long after, it was six o'clock in the morning, and the fire in the brazier was gradually extinguished with the last piece of paper burned.
Immediately, Wu Xiajiu's bracelet became hot for a moment, and he looked at the panel again——【I have paid money for the curator Ji to guard the body: 1 day. 】
Zhong Nan couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw this, and said: "It should be a day and a night in the mourning hall to guard the body during the time of burning paper."
Because of the time when the paper was burned, none of them left the mourning hall.
Whether it is 24 hours a day or the total time is 24 hours, it has not yet arrived.
But the progress of guarding became one day, which means that after Ji Jinqian's body was intact, the previous experiment of the golden cat was correct.
Lu Nan: "Zheng Haocheng, Du Guorong and Wang Ling will come and attack us every night. If we put their bodies into the incinerator to be cremated during the day."
"At night, I don't know if they will show up again?"
Shi Shangzuo: "It's best not to do it, there may be unknown changes."
It is better to maintain the status quo.
As long as the brazier and Ji Jinqian's coffin were guarded at night, no matter how many times Zheng Haocheng, Du Guorong and Wang Ling came to attack them, they couldn't do anything to them.
Wu Xiajiu nodded in agreement.
Lu Nan also felt reasonable when he heard the words.
During the day, Xia Dan, Zhao Xuexi and Wu Sheng finally didn't have to stay in the mourning hall all the time. They went out a few times to test whether they could leave the Anle funeral home.
But the result is still the same.
At night, I waited anxiously until nine o'clock, and lit the brazier.
This time, Wu Sheng hid beside Fang Zi regardless of his face. It can be said that he followed Fang Zi wherever he went, and he couldn't get rid of him like brown sugar.
Wu Xiajiu was sitting cross-legged on the coffin lid with his face propped up, and it was impossible for Ji Jinqian to climb out of the coffin.
Unless he can be overthrown.
Fang Zi was irritated by Wu Sheng's entanglement, his eyelids lifted, his green eyes narrowed, and he said with a fake smile: "Can you stay away from me?"
Wu Sheng smiled flatteringly and said, "I will never make trouble, just be honest."
That means far from impossible.
Fang Zi clicked his tongue.
Wu Xiajiu switched hands and continued to support his face, looking at the door of the mourning hall. It was ten past nine, but Zheng Haocheng's body still did not appear.
There was no movement in the mourning hall, Wang Ling and the others aren't planning to come over tonight?
Shi Shang leaned on the side of the coffin, and said with his head sideways: "Xiao Jiu, you said that they will appear every night, so will their abilities improve every night?"
It gets worse and worse with each passing night.
Wu Xiajiu narrowed his eyes and replied in a low voice: "I think it's possible..."
If this is the case, it is even more impossible to take it lightly and let your guard down.
Just when Wu Xiajiu was about to remind Fang Zi, Lu Nan and the others, the hanging white cloth suddenly caught fire from the bottom, and the flames rushed up, burning from the bottom to the top, without even giving any reaction Wu Xiajiu waited for others to prepare.
Then, the beams of the mourning hall also began to be infected with flames, which quickly spread to other places.
This is the rhythm of burning down the entire mourning hall and putting it on the other passengers. If you don't hurry up to put out the fire, or you can't think of a way to put out the fire.
Then he had to escape from the mourning hall before the fire got bigger, and he had to take Ji Jinqian's coffin away before he escaped.
Otherwise, when the time comes, even the coffin will be burned together, so what a fart.
But at Wu Xiajiu's place, after taking out the prop "Dragon Soul Bone Sword", the water attribute runes lit up on the sword body, and the next second, crackling ice slags fell to the ground.
The fire was extinguished instantly.
Before Jinmao, A Cai and others stood up and exclaimed, the crisis was gone in a blink of an eye.
The golden cat couldn't help but widen its eyes and open its mouth, unable to close it for a long time.
Zhong Nan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, patted his chest and said, "Just now my brooch flashed, and before I could speak, the fire started to burn."
"If the temple master wasn't here, I'm afraid we would really have to run away with the coffin on our shoulders."
That's another wasted night.
Or, keep the fire in the brazier from extinguishing, and take things, that is, cardboard boxes and coffins, to another mourning hall and continue to watch.
But in this way, there will be more accidents.
Wu Xia snorted for a long time: "There are many tricks."
Just when the voice fell, Wang Ling seemed to feel that he hadn't caused trouble to Wu Xiajiu and others before, so Wang Ling instantly emerged from the wall and rushed towards Wu Xiajiu's direction.
The ferocious grimace came close in the blink of an eye, but unfortunately, Wu Xiajiu didn't even twitch his eyelashes, and then Wang Ling was slapped away by Shi Shangzuo.
The direction of the flight happened to be Wu Sheng's place, and Fang Zi was there.
Seeing Wang Ling's ghost approaching, Fang Zi didn't move, but Wu Sheng was so frightened that he ran to the side in an instant.
But in the next moment, Wu Sheng felt his feet being grabbed, pulled back, and the whole person fell forward.
Wu Sheng was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was being pulled away. He looked back, but it turned out that Du Guorong, who was completely black and scorched, crawled in along the crack of the door of the mourning hall. , the limbs stuck to the ground and twisted, like a spider, very fast.
Now pulling him, starting from the ankle, a sharp pain of burning skin began to spread...
"Ah..." Wu Sheng screamed, kicking his legs and feet down desperately, but he still couldn't break free. He raised his head and called for someone to save him.
But Fang Zi was indifferent, Lu Nan frowned and did not move.
Xia Dan and Zhao Xuexi hesitated, but at this moment, the door of the mourning hall creaked, and Zheng Haocheng also walked in.
Du Guorong's scorched corpse became faster. It was obviously a scorched corpse. When Wu Xiajiu met him the first night, his whole body was extremely fragile.
But tonight, I can't help being flexible in my limbs, moving faster, and as resilient as rubber stretched at will.
Hearing Wu Sheng's screams for a long time, Wu Xiajiu saw that he was dragged to the door of the mourning hall almost instantly, and then Zheng Haocheng walked in, and dragged him out together with Du Guorong.
Soon, Wu Sheng's screams gradually disappeared outside the mourning hall.
Xia Dan turned pale and said, "Dead, dead..."
"It's dead." Wu Xiajiu replied.
With Wu Sheng's death, the mourning hall returned to calm again. Afterwards, the burning paper continued until dawn without any accidents, and the fifth day of the world under the car arrived.
[Has guarded the body for the curator Ji Jinqian: 2 days. 】
"Phew, there's only one day left." Zhong Nan's slightly suspended heart undoubtedly relaxed a little, he patted his chest, and walked outside the door to take a look before it was time to burn the paper.
Wu Sheng's body was lying in the corridor, not a human appearance.
Wu Xiajiu did not sit cross-legged on the coffin lid this time, but his legs hung down, suspended in the air on the ground, shaking his feet.
Shi Shangzuo was standing next to him, Wu Xiajiu tilted his head and whispered, "Did you do it on purpose last night?"
Deliberately sent Wang Ling flying instead of killing him.
Moreover, the direction in which the shot flew out happened to be Fang Zi's side.
If Wu Sheng didn't run, he wouldn't be dragged by Du Guorong's scorched corpse.
Wu Xiajiu guessed that Ah Zuo might have noticed Du Guorong's scorched corpse creeping in from the door of the mourning hall right away.
Shi Shang Zuo smiled when he heard the words, hooked Gou Wu Xiajiu's finger with one hand, and said, "You guessed it right, do you want to reward me?"
Shi Shangzuo's words meant something.
Wu Xiajiu scratched the tips of his reddish ears, leaned over and murmured: "Of course, but I have to wait until I get back... I will personally come to collect the rewards and keep them safe for me."
Shi Shangzuo: "It's all for you."
The two whispered to each other, and Fang Zi pursed his mouth and coughed dryly as he saw the atmosphere of no one else around.
Only then did Wu Xiajiu put away his smile, raised his head, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Fang Zi: "Oh, yes, I don't know what will happen tonight."
"I really have to think about it." Wu Xiajiu touched his chin, and his eyes couldn't help squatting on the cardboard box placed in the corner. Last night, the fire almost reached the cardboard box, but luckily it was extinguished in time.
But even so, one of the boxes was burned off a little bit.
Wu Xiajiu said, "How thick is the paper we need to burn at night?"
Jinmao has some experience in burning paper, so he compared the distance.
Wu Xiajiu said: "First burn the paper during the day, and then each person takes out a stack of papers and puts them on their bodies, keeping them for burning at night."
"it is good."
I had a lot of free time during the day, and it was not time to burn paper in the afternoon. A Cai sat by the wall to rest, and Jin Mao also sat down and leaned against the wall.
Both of them were new passengers, so they chatted for a while.
A Cai glanced at Wu Xiajiu and the others, and said in a low voice: "Our first train was really lucky. I feel that their strength is not low. It's so easy to deal with..."
And didn't he say it was difficult to obtain props on the train before, but he saw that every old passenger had props in their hands.
More importantly, the props are still so powerful.
Both Ah Cai and Jinmao have not been to the waiting hall on their return trip, so they naturally don't know the ranking of Wu Xiajiu and others.
It's just that after getting along with each other these few days, you can feel their strength without deliberately observing them.
Golden Cat: "It's really lucky. I wonder if it's just you and me who are other passengers, can we really watch for three days and three nights in seven days?"
She thought about it, and it was impossible to complete.
After all, they may not find out that Ji Jinqian's body lacks internal organs so quickly, and they may lose their clues like headless chickens because of the slow progress.
Secondly, it is not easy to keep a good spirit at night.
Just the ghosts like Wang Ling and Du Guorong will become more powerful every night and they will be difficult to deal with.
What's more, we have to prevent Ji Jinqian from leaving the coffin, the brazier will not be kicked away and the burning of paper will be interrupted...
These have too many uncertain factors.
But it seems a little easy to do it on the group of the audience.
They just followed their luck.
The first reincarnation train will definitely pass without any accidents, but Jinmao and A Cai are not fools, and they will not be complacent about it.
After all, this is only their first train, and there will be so many more in the future...
They all know that it is impossible to be so lucky every time.
But thinking too much is a matter for the future, let's go to the first stop first.
Soon, night will come.
Xia Dan and Zhao Xuexi were also sitting in front of the coffin containing Ji Jinqian's body. During the day, Wu Xiajiu handed over the criminal evidence found in Anle Funeral Parlor to them.
And waited to go out and called the police.
Xia Dan: "Can we still go out?"
"Of course." Wu Xiajiu said with certainty.
After hearing this, Xia Dan felt relieved a lot.
At nine o'clock, the brazier is burning.
Zhong Nan dragged another box of paper over, fearing that it would be lost, but Wu Xiajiu said a long time ago that there were seven cardboard boxes in total, and one box was burned every day, so maybe the paper from the third day would not be useful if it was burned on the second day.
That said, it might not count as a wake day.
But this is just his guess, and protecting the paper in the box cannot be ignored.
Tonight they started to be vigilant at nine o'clock, but it was silent and silent in the first half of the night, but Wu Xiajiu was not inexperienced in waiting for others.
It didn't relax my mind.
After midnight, the familiar high-heeled shoes sounded outside the door.
"Beep, beep."
Wang Ling didn't appear directly in the mourning hall, but from outside instead?
Wu Xia raised his eyebrows for a long time, but still sat firmly on the coffin lid.
At this time, he smelled a burning and pungent smell in his nose.
Wu Xiajiu immediately came to his senses and immediately said, "It's on fire outside!"
Good guy, it's just to see if the mourning hall is on fire. Tonight, let's set the fire from outside. They must be forced out.
If you don't go out, you will be choked to death in the mourning hall.
Wu Xiajiu waited for the others to go out to fight the fire unless they gave up not staying tonight.
Or, the only ones who can go out at night are Xia Dan and Zhao Xuexi, but how could they be against Wang Ling, Du Guorong and Zheng Haocheng.
"Cough, what should I do..." The golden cat waved the smell of smoke that came in from the door of the mourning hall.
Wu Xiajiu thought of something, and took out a prop that had never been used before, which was the S-class prop "ghost doll" obtained from the previous underworld.
Before using this prop, you need to smear a drop of the user's blood on the forehead of the ghost doll, and then you can control the ghost doll, just like a clone of the user.
It can only be used once in each world under the car, and there is no time limit for using it, but it cannot be used again after the props of the ghost doll are damaged and destroyed.
Unless it's the next stop.
And the ability of the "ghost doll" item can be used in conjunction with other items owned by the user.
For example, after controlling the ghost doll, Wu Xiajiu can choose to give the dragon soul bone sword or thorn bracelet to the ghost doll for use, but at the same time, he can no longer use the props given to the ghost doll.
Overall, it works well, but has some limitations.
After the "ghost doll" prop is taken out, it is a puppet the size of a palm, with a simplified head and limbs, and no facial features.
After Wu Xiajiu smeared a drop of blood on the center of the puppet's forehead, the blood was absorbed, and the puppet jumped to the ground and gradually grew in size until it reached the height of the calf. Clothes, similar facial features, flexible eyes and open fingers, etc.
Wu Xiajiu hardly had to separate his mind, as if he shared his field of vision with the ghost doll, without confusion.
With a thought, he handed the dragon soul bone sword to the ghost baby.
The ghost baby who had just reached calf height was dragging a sword in one hand, and then ran quickly to the outside of the mourning hall.
Seeing this, Fang Zi was surprised and said, "Wow, brother, you still have a way."
They waited in the mourning hall for about 5 minutes, and the smell of smoke gradually disappeared. After almost 10 minutes, the ghost doll who looked similar to Wu Xiajiu came back slowly dragging the Dragon Soul Bone Sword. Other than the small clothes she was wearing were a little damaged, there was nothing else.
Before the ghost doll could reach the coffin, Shi Shangzuo suddenly stepped forward and squatted down.
The ghost baby stopped in its tracks, and then jumped onto Shi Shangzuo's lap with the dragon soul bone sword, and was picked up by him.
When Shang Zuo returned to the coffin, Wu Xiajiu grabbed his arm and asked, "Cute?"
"Yeah." Shi Shangzuo pinched the ghost baby's little face.
Wu Xiajiu curled his lips slightly, and in the next second, he took back both the ghost doll and the dragon soul bone sword.
Shi Shangzuo's hands were empty, and then the corners of his lips curled up, he couldn't help laughing, leaned closer to Wu Xiajiu and said in a low voice, "It's because you look like you that you are cute, otherwise I wouldn't even take a look."
Wu Xiajiu's ears turned red, and he hooked Shi Shangzuo's hand.
Fang Zi & Tang Yunsi & Lu Nan & Zhong Nan: "..."
They shouldn't be here, they should be under the car.
Xia Dan & Zhao Xuexi who have no names: they were completely ignored.
At six o'clock sharp, [Ji Jinqian has been guarding the body for the curator Ji: 3 days. 】
The task is completed, and the reincarnation train will arrive ahead of schedule, that is, at [-] o'clock in the morning to pick up passengers for their return journey.
This time, Zhong Nan finished the last stop and wept with joy when he returned.
But before leaving the reincarnation train, he decided to give away all the props on his body. Since Wu Xiajiu and Shi Shangzuo had a lot of props, he skipped them.
Zhong Nan gave the "Lucky Panda" to Lu Nan. After all, Lu Nan only had one dragon-scale dagger, which was too restrictive.
He also had another B-level prop that he had obtained not long ago and gave it to Tang Yunsi.
After returning to reality, Zhong Nan plans to take them to the Panda Base again, and fulfill his wish!