From the very beginning, Li Changqing realized something was wrong.

After Shirakawa saved her from the female ghost, he walked on the dead leaves without hesitation.

But I didn't think much about it at the time. I just saw him lifting the spider web with his hand.

Now he took a handful of dust on him, and was already exploring wildly on the verge of death, but he had not responded yet.

The problem is already very obvious.

With Shirakawa's perverted cleanliness, if he does this, he may be able to kill himself.

Li Changqing's face was gloomy and slowly retreated, staring at Shirakawa with his eyes tightly: "Who are you?"

Shirakawa stood there, a smile appeared on his face, and then suddenly rushed towards Li Changqing.

The sharp knife in his hand stabbed Li Changqing's chest straight.

Bang……

With a loud bang, Shirakawa rushed in from outside the ancestral hall and kicked the disguised "Shirakawa" to the ground with one kick. The sharp short sword in his hand stabbed it in its chest.

"Shirachuan" let out a strange cry, turning into a stream of black smoke, and disappeared into the ancestral hall.

"Are you okay?"

Shirakawa slowly put away the dagger and turned to look at Li Changqing.

Li Changqing took a deep breath and learned from his mistakes.

He slowly stepped forward and slapped Shirakawa's shoulder with his dusty hand.

"You're looking for death!"

Shirakawa's face changed drastically, and he pinched Li Changqing's wrist with such great strength.

"It hurts..." Li Changqing said: "I just want to test whether you are true or not."

"Next time, I'll chop your hands up."

Shirakawa felt a little numb and the dust on his shoulders made him feel a little restless and uncomfortable.

I want to pat off with my hands, but I don’t want to touch the dust.

"I'll take a photo for you." Li Changqing said.

"Use another hand!"

While filming the dust, Li Changqing asked: "Where did you go just now?"

Shirakawa said calmly: "Follow you and see if you can find yourself fascinated. Although it was a bit late, it was barely qualified. At least I discovered it."

This guy...

"This is actually a very low-level obstacle method. Although you are just a reserve member, you can't even use spiritual energy. You have very little experience in facing evil spirits. You need to go through these."

"With me following you, there will be no trouble, but I will not be with you all the time."

Li Changqing understood, is Bai Chuan helping him accumulate experience?

"What should I do if I encounter such an evil thing, I can't deal with it even if I find it?"

Shirakawa thought seriously for a while: "If you can't deal with such a low-level evil thing, you can only wait for death."

"Don't be stunned. I'll search here first to see if I can find anything useful."

It was covered in dust, and Shirakawa didn't want to find it by himself.

Li Changqing searched in the ancestral hall. Before Pengcun moved out, he should have sorted out the place, and basically everything had been taken away.

However, in a black wooden box behind the ancestral hall, a pile of useless debris was found.

The page of this ethnography has turned yellow and covered with dust. Li Changqing patted the ethnography dust and opened it to look.

Most of the above are recorded in ancestors, clans, and some heroes and great men from their ancestors in ancient times, or some things in the village so that the younger generation can know.

Li Changqing started looking straight from the end.

This is a record from fifty years ago, and many of them are trivial matters.

"Peng Piyi gave the dowry of five hundred men and married Jiang Zhen'er from the other surname."

"The village chief's father's 90th birthday was held, and the banquet lasted for three days and three nights."

"The man who participated in the federal army in the village has not returned yet and there is no news."

Looking at this book recording various trivial matters in Pengcun, it was a bit like a gossip tabloid.

After all, the village is so big. If you want to record big events, you may have to have a blank piece of paper, so it looks a bit like a diary. For example, today this pig gave birth to a baby, treating guests to dinner, and tomorrow a birthday boy held his 80th birthday, etc.

"There is no clue." Li Changqing shook his head, but he still put the Ethnography away and put it in: "Look nearby to see if you can find Hu Xiong and Li Minghao."

The two searched the village and found that the things of every household here were almost empty.

Later, the two searched near the village again, and finally, there was a clue in a cemetery not far away.

There is a tomb here dug up, and the soil is scattered all over the ground, accompanied by moldy rotten meat, bones, and black blood stains.

There is also a huge stench here.

Shirakawa frowned, looked at the scene and covered his nose: "This is the evil way of committing the crime in the A-level incident."

Li Changqing looked at the coffin, sealed intact underneath, and nailed the coffin to it tightly.

There doesn't seem to be any sign of being opened.

Suddenly, dongdongdongdongdong.

There was a sound in the coffin.

"Is anyone talking outside? Save me!"

Hu Xiong's voice came from the coffin. Li Changqing and Bai Chuan looked at each other, quickly stepped forward, opened the coffin nails, and pushed open the lid of the coffin.

Hu Xiong sat up from inside suddenly, gasping heavily, and the sunlight outside was a little dazzling. He closed his eyes and gradually adapted.

"Old Hu, why are you in the coffin?" Shirakawa asked, "What happened last night?"

Li Changqing reached out and pulled Hu Xiong out of the coffin. Hu Xiong cursed and said, "Damn it, I was fooled by that evil spirit. Yesterday, Li Minghao and I followed her and found that she had walked into Peng Village."

"We followed her up and arrived under the yellow horn tree. Suddenly she was attacked by her. When we woke up, I was here."

Hu Xiong's face was a little pale. He glanced at a bone in the coffin and said, "Damn, if you come later, I will die with this guy."

There is also a white bone in the coffin.

Li Changqing quickly walked to the coffin board.

The coffin board is full of scratches, which is a scene that is commonly seen in people buried alive.

"These scratches were caught in despair by those who were buried alive."

However, Li Changqing stood up strangely and looked at the coffin. The coffin was much wider than the conventional one, and could lie down on two people.

There are two names written on the tombstone, Peng Piyi and Jiang Zhener and his wife's tomb.

"Is this a couple burial together?" Li Changqing frowned.

It is common for couples to be buried together and to be buried together, but one of them was buried alive, which means differently.

"The problem is very clear. One of them was buried alive. After death, he turned into evil spirits because of resentment. Then these damn tomb robbers released it." Shirakawa covered his nose and said in a deep voice.

Jiang Zhener? Peng Piyi?

Isn’t this a couple written in the ethnography just now?

Why was one of them buried alive?
Chapter completed!