Huang Mao smiled and kept moving forward under my leadership.

The cemetery ghosts around us kept moving left and right to make way for us without saying a word.

Although I have seen a lot of ghosts, now when I walk among the ghosts, I am stared at by these ghosts.

When Sheniu comes, everyone will feel uncomfortable.

The task is important and I can't afford to worry about so much.

You can only keep moving forward according to the instructions of the Feng Shui board.

After entering the pagoda cemetery, there is a small square not far away.

More ghosts gathered in the square, so densely packed that they were almost full.

Next to the square is the office hall.

But this office hall is divided into left and right sides, one white and one black, which is very particular.

The house is square and square, with four windows and a door.

I took a look at the sign above.

The white house is the reception.

That is to say, if you want someone to deliver the urn, you have to go through the formalities and pay the fee in the white house.

The black house is a sacrifice.

When relatives come to pay homage or go to the tower to see the ashes of their relatives, they will pick up signs, memorial tablets, etc. here.

Pagoda cemeteries across the country basically follow this arrangement process, dividing yin and yang.

It is rare to put the service hall and the collection of memorial tablets in the same house.

We crossed the square and continued walking forward.

I discovered that there are three stone arch bridges in front and three mausoleums behind the bridge.

You don't need to think about it to know that in Feng Shui, this arch bridge is called "Fushou Bridge" and is specially used for ghosts to escape.

Looking around now, the bridge is also full of ghosts.

Everyone looked at us without blinking.

I looked at the Feng Shui disk and pointed to one of the mausoleums.

"This is the mausoleum, and the female ghost is on top."

Huang Mao listened to me and lowered his voice:

"Brother Xu, there are too many ghosts in this place. It makes me feel bad just looking at me. Go early and come back early!"

"Well, that's what I thought too."

I nodded and quickened my pace.

Li Hefei followed closely behind.

The surrounding cemetery ghosts will still give way automatically when we approach.

We were able to keep our distance and moved forward smoothly.

However, when we came to the three stone arch bridges, we ran into trouble.

We wanted to go to the mausoleum on the far left, so we walked towards the stone arch bridge on the far left.

But when they arrived at the entrance of the stone arch bridge, the ghost standing on the stone arch bridge was motionless.

Apart from staring at us with widened gray eyes, he showed no intention of giving way.

We can only stop.

Huang Mao smiled apologetically just like before:

"Hey hey hey, brothers. Borrow a way, borrow a way..."

But this time, Huang Mao's apologetic smile was of no use.

The ghost on the stone bridge still has no intention of giving in.

The strong man standing at the front stood with his big belly and raised his head slightly.

I saw a big hole in his head, and bright red "blood" was constantly flowing out of his head.

Obviously, this is what the strong man looked like when he died.

Only when these ghosts want to scare people will they show such terrifying looks.

At the same time, this strong man was still glaring at us.

He spoke to us in a low voice:

"Go away, you need to borrow it somewhere else, I don't want to borrow it."

After saying that, this strong man ghost actually exuded bursts of cold air.

Seeing this, Huang Mao and I both felt panicked.

His face was also very ugly.

But I wasn’t scared by him, so I replied:

"Brothers, we are the craftsmen of the funeral parlor, and we also eat a bowl of food from the underworld.

Let’s not offend the river, so let’s give in.”

As a result, the strong man didn't give us any face at all, and still looked unhappy:

"Who the hell is your brother?

I don’t care if you are a funeral parlor craftsman or not!

I just won’t let you go. If you want to go over, bring me the money.”

After saying that, the strong man stepped on the railing like a gangster and made a gesture of asking for money.

To be honest, if this ghost is easy to talk to, he will ask us for some money to spend.

I don't mind giving him some.

The underworld coins are not valuable to us, and there are still several stacks in the tool bag.

But the other party's attitude made me very uncomfortable. Who was he trying to scare by showing the horrible look he had when he died?

Just because we haven’t seen ghosts? Or haven’t we seen the appearance of dead bodies?

Besides, the cemetery doesn't belong to his family.

Ghosts can live in us, and living people can also leave.

I am here to collect debts, and the well water will not offend the river water.

If you really don't show your face, I won't be polite.

Therefore, my attitude became much stiffer:

"What if I don't take it!"

"Haha, don't take it?

Get out of here quickly, my elder brother and I are protecting this cemetery.

Don't even think about coming in from now on, and don't even think about offering tribute and burning paper to your family members here.

Here, I am the best at what I say."

The strong man ghost looked domineering and determined to take advantage of us.

While he was talking, the dozen ghosts behind him also squeezed forward.

All of them were vicious and evil, and there were even a few ghosts who were clenching their fingers and deliberately making a "crack-crack-crack" sound, threatening us.

He looked like he was going to beat us if he didn't obey.

I saw it in my eyes and looked at them as if they were mentally retarded.

Not to mention that I have white tiger claws for protection, but the talisman, peach wood sword, and Bagua mirror in my hand.

Ordinary ghosts really can't do anything to us.

You can even handle it casually...

Regardless of whether they are living or dead, there will always be some evil characters.

The Ghost Niu Er in front of me is obviously this type of person.

The words definitely don't make sense.

Since this ghost refuses to eat and drinks as a penalty, I am too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

Just go up and punch him.

"boom!"
To be continued...