The Villain Has Blackened Again

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Chapter 478 Shantou, give you a meeting

After the body of the deceased was loaded into the coffin, it was followed by a cover. There were seven nails on the coffin cover, commonly known as the child's nails. The first six were nailed by the lifter, and the last one was left to the sons and nails. The descendants are prosperous.

However, the seven nails of the nail coffin cover can not be nailed, and it is necessary to leave half of it. If it is nailed in, it will pin the soul of the deceased and make it impossible to surpass it.

Nanxun just listened to the score, and the sound of each nail was nailed for a long time. She even heard the sound of the nail cap colliding with the lid.

This coffin nailed all the nails!

Nanxun was in a panic, and she didn't know what to do if she sat next to her.

Up to now, she has been unable to understand what this dream is all about. The people who had been eating and drinking with her not long ago suddenly died of blood and were nailed to the coffin forever. This made her feel inexplicable.

After Nanxu hesitated, he reached out and explored the invisible cover, and soon he touched the seven sons and nails, and then she tried to pull it out.

I thought that pulling the nails by hand was an idiotic dream. Unexpectedly, she thought about it in her heart, and the nail was easily pulled out by her.

South smashed and continued to pull out other nails.

In this way, the seven sons and sons were all pulled out by her.

The invisible nail in his hand exudes a bitter chill, and the south slammed his hand and threw the nail.

The nails landed on the ground, making a crisp sound, and a few seemed to roll for a few laps before stopping.

Nancy did not know why she heard it so clearly. It was like this moment, all the voices were gone, leaving her little world, she and the white man next to her.

Yes, I don’t know when the crowds around us are gone, and the scene has changed. It’s not a quaint street. It’s all dark and the wind is blowing. Only her small piece can see some light.

Nanxun had a rare nightmare and felt very strange, but the dream was too real. The surrounding wind seemed to have really got into her bones, and she was so cold that she trembled.

Exploring the invisible coffin cover, Nanxun picked up the cover.

Just as she opened the lid, there was a frenzy of wind around her, and she couldn’t open her eyes.

Nanxun blocked the wind with his hand and stared at it.

I didn't know where to shoot a faint light, so that she could see the surrounding scene. It seems to be in a huge stone cave, the ground is relatively low, like a pit.

Nanxun’s mind flashed something, but perhaps in a dream, the thought flashed away, and then he couldn’t catch it anymore.

Sting, stabbing.

There was a strange noise coming from the side.

Nan Yan slammed into the corpse and found that the white man’s nails on his hands didn’t know when he was long and pointed. He was scratching the wall of the invisible coffin. It is the sound of the nail tip on the wall of the coffin.

Scratching and scratching, the white man squinted and opened his eyes. The eyes were green and strange, and then he sat up stiffly, his neck slowly twisting and looking at Nanxun.

Then, the corner of the mouth hooked and smiled.

The blood on his face was not dry, and the smile on his face made people feel creepy.

Nan Yan’s eyes widened and a heart jumped into the eyes of the blind man.

Then she suddenly became a spirit, so she broke free from her dreams.

Nancy sat on the bed and gasped.

By the side, Shen Xiaoyun slept soundly, and the sky outside was still dark, which was the deepest night.

"Small eight, small eight!" Nan Hao called Xiao Ba, but Xiao Ba did not respond, this little eight is likely to be determined to practice.

Just had a nightmare, Nanxun didn't sleep at all. She wanted to turn on the light, but she remembered that Shen had a rule that no one should turn on the lights tonight, only to light a candle.

Nanxun groped for a candle from the drawer to ignite, and the faint yellow light dispelled the chill of Nanxun. She climbed back to the bed and stared at the candle.

Not long after, the flame on the candle suddenly jumped wildly, and Nanxun was shocked. He saw the yellow flame turned into a little green...

Nanxun looked white and quickly got into the bed and hugged Shen Xiaoyun.

If she didn't read it wrong, it seemed that a white shadow had passed by the candle.

Lying in the trough, the wildfire, there are ghosts in the house!

Say good Shenjia old house will not have dirty things?

Nanxun whispered in her heart. Suddenly, she found that the touch in her hand was a little bit wrong. She was clearly a soft sister paper, and her body temperature was warm, but now the touch seems to be a bit hard and the temperature is getting lower and lower. It is very cold.

"Taro, you are too tight." The familiar voice suddenly sounded in the ear, and the tone was gentle and gentle.

Nanxun slowly raised his eyes and couldn't help but swallow his throat.

She is not in bed now, but in the street before, the handsome white man is standing in front of her, and she is holding her waist and holding her back.

The man is no longer the **** ghost of the seven, he is looking at Nanxun, smiling lightly.

Nanxun quickly released him and slammed back three steps.

She suddenly understands what is going on, she is riddled with ghosts, and this handsome and elegant man is a ghost, he does not know what way to enter his dream!

"Shantou, you didn't want to learn mystery with me before, I agree." The man said, looking at her eyes kindly and gentle.

Nan Haohehe laughed and said: "That, I suddenly felt that my qualifications were stupid, and I really didn't deserve to be a disciple of my eldest brother."

The smile on the man's face slowly gathered. "What do you mean, you don't want to learn mystery with me?"

Nanxun was crying in his heart, but he smiled and said: "Think, I think, I am afraid that I will be too stupid to learn."

The man smiled softly and said: "No problem, there is me, you can learn even if you are stupid."

"Oh, then I am so happy!"

"Shantou, you must go to bed at the beginning of tomorrow, if it is late-"

"Master is assured that the disciples will not be late!"

The man frowned slightly. "I never accept a child. You don't need to call my master."

"What does that big brother call?"

The man glanced at her and said faintly: "According to the seniority, it would be good to call my ancestors."

Nan Yan listened to this name, suddenly remembered something, and the pupil suddenly shrank.

After the man finished this, he stuffed something into the hand of Nanxun. "Taro, give you a meeting."

Nanxuan looked down and saw the jade that the man was hanging around his waist. When she looked up again, the man was gone.

The next day, Nanxun was awakened by Shen Xiaoyun around her. She looked at the bright sky outside the window, her expression was a bit blank.

There was a burnt candle on the table, which proved that she really woke up last night. The candle was lit by her own hand, so it was not a dream.

When Shen Xiaoyun went to the bathroom to wash, Nanxun raised the right hand of the fist and slowly extended the five fingers.

Lying in the hand of a beautifully carved jade, it is the piece that the white man in the dream gave her.