The important part of Zhou Xianyang's body was covered by a layer of vague black mist, and his skin became very white, like a layer of powder, but when he looked closely, he looked like a lifeless dead person.

This whiteness is revealed from the skin. In addition, there are also mysterious runes in vermilion red on his body. There is no gap between these runes and there seems to be no law at all, but there is a mysterious aura in the dark.

When Li Mubai saw Zhou Xianyang looking at him coldly, he felt a little creepy. He had no breath of living. After Zhou Xianyang took a look at the situation around him, his originally lifeless face suddenly changed, and then he saw the coffin next to him, his face slightly stunned and seemed a little at a loss.

"Mu Bai, who is inside this coffin? Who is dead in my family?"

Zhou Xianyang's voice was hoarse, but it seemed a little illusory and unpredictable.

Li Mubai suddenly felt confused. Didn’t Zhou Xianyang know that he was dead? Before Li Mubai could speak, Zhou Xianyang turned his head impatiently and saw the black and white photos on the wall, and was stunned again.

"I understand, I know...I die, I die!"

Zhou Xianyang stared at the photo, his emotions were extremely unstable, and he muttered to himself.

"Xianyang, do you know who killed you?"

Li Mubai grabbed the Yin-Yang Soul Conjuring Lamp tightly and stared at Zhou Xianyang nervously. Zhou Xianyang's current personality has changed drastically, not to mention that his current aura is very unstable and a bit evil. Faced with such an unknown existence, although he has the Yin-Yang Soul Conjuring Lamp in his hand, he does not dare to act rashly.

"Who killed me? I don't know. At that time, I was strangled by a rope by someone and then lost consciousness. When I woke up again, I was already hanging in the air. I struggled for a long time, couldn't breathe, and fainted again. Then I felt like I was locked in a dark space and couldn't get out, but I could feel you were here just now, so I wanted to use your power to come out."

Zhou Xianyang turned his head blankly, and there was a look of thought on his face. After a moment, a evil spirit appeared on his face, and he spoke to Li Mubai in a cold tone.

"Mu Bai, am I really dead?"

Zhou Xianyang suddenly appeared one meter away in front of Li Mubai, staring at him with unconscious eyes.

"Well, you're dead. Your body is still in the coffin. Don't worry, I'll find out the murderer for you."

Li Mubai swallowed, quietly retreated aside, and spoke.

"No, I can't leave. Mu Bai, if you can see me, you must have a way to help me. I don't want to leave, I don't want to leave here, I don't want to die."

Zhou Xianyang suddenly felt like his emotions were out of control. He covered his head and roared shrillly. The flames on the candles in the mourning hall suddenly burned wildly. The light bulbs in the house made a hissing sound. Li Mubai was so scared that he grabbed the green lamp and ran out.

Just after running out, the wind was strong behind it, but it disappeared deliberately.

Not far ahead, Li Mubai saw a figure stumble and ran over from a distance. When he walked in, he saw that it was Chow Tai Fook and Uncle Zhou.

"Uncle Zhou!"

Li Mubai blew out the green lamp and stuffed it into the bag behind him, and screamed in shock.

"So it's Mu Bai, hurry up, come with me!"

Uncle Zhou looked panicked and pulled Li Mubai back. Li Mubai wondered whether to tell Uncle Zhou about Zhou Xianyang. Just as hesitated, Zhou Dafu had already brought him back to the Zhou family. The 100-watt light bulb in the center of the white tent was still bright, but Zhou Xianyang's ghost disappeared, as if he had never appeared before, as if all he had met before were fantasies.

"Uncle Zhou, it's so late, where have you been?"

When Li Mubai saw Zhou Dafu's body trembling slightly, his face turned pale, and his eyes showed a look of fear. He is only in his forties now, but at this moment, he seems to be ten years old, his temples are covered with silver hair. It can be seen that his eyes dodge a little, especially his hands, trembling very violently.

"I've gone to buy... I've gone to buy money, Mu Bai, why haven't you been sleeping yet?"

Zhou Dafu coughed a few times, lowered his head slightly, and did not dare to look at Li Mubai head-on.

"Oh, I'm here to keep my mind, but I didn't expect that Erdan is the only one here. By the way, Uncle Zhou, I think Xianyang's death is very strange. Bai Han said that he had found the murderer, and I was waiting for news. He said that the murderer would take action tonight, so he is rushing to Zhaodi's house now."

Li Mubai looked at the tent and spoke with some concern. After all, Bai Han had been there for a while.

After hearing Li Mubai's words, Chow Tai Fook's expression changed and he seemed a little nervous.

"Mu Bai, come with me."

Zhou Dafu looked at Li Mubai with some attachment, and suddenly walked slowly towards the mourning hall as if he had made up some decision.

Li Mubai followed Chow Tai Fook to the mourning hall and stared at Chow Tai Fook with some confusion.

"Uncle Zhou, why do I feel that you are weird tonight?"

Li Mubai looked at Chow Tai Fook curiously because Chow Tai Fook is special today. Usually he looks calm and serious, but he ran outside just now and seemed to be very panicked, as if someone was chasing him.

"Mu Bai, you and Xianyang are good brothers, so you can bow to him."

Chow Tai Fook did not answer his words, but instead took out three incense sticks from the altar and handed them to Li Mubai, speaking in an unnatural tone.

Li Mubai took the incense and was about to light it when he suddenly felt a severe blow on his neck, his eyes blurred and he was about to faint.

In a daze, he heard Chow Tai Fook's voice.

"It's too late, my child, just be with Xianyang in the underworld."
Chapter completed!