Zombie World: I have a coffin shop

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307? Ghost on the Incense

Boxes and boxes of singing costumes were tied to the carriage, and some people were still carrying the burdens, and the team lined up in a long line.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and the group of them was on the road, and it was over.

The one who interrupted Zhang Da’s memory was a fat man with a round head and a round face, called A Biao.

Agui, who was carrying a parrot, patted Abiao on the shoulder and gave him a blank look.

“Damn you! Uncle Da said so much, why don’t you know how to avoid it?”

“Our troupe often pretends to be ghosts and villains, and will encounter some crooked things.”

The gray-haired Uncle Zhang Da taught a lesson and shook his black feather fan.

“There are some taboos to remember!”

When he saw a gray urn in front of him, he immediately lowered his head and borrowed the way from them.

“I’m sorry.., we are passing by your land, sorry to disturb you!”

“Let’s go, watch your steps!”

“Uncle Zhang Da, why are you so superstitious”

Aguang, carrying the banner, swaggered over, not believing these things at all……

Zhang Da shook his head, convinced of this.

“I have encountered this kind of thing a lot since I was a child, I have to believe it!”

Ah Kwang looked contemptuous, “I don’t believe it!”

The next moment, he tripped over something under his feet and fell to the ground.

A Guang turned back angrily and pointed at A Gui.

“I know it’s not a ghost this time, it’s you!”

“Who told you to knock me”

Agui held the parrot and looked proud.

It turns out that Aguang knocked the banner on Agui’s head just now, and Agui deliberately made fun of him.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Zhang Da shouted.

“Stop joking, just walk!”

Only then did the two get serious and followed behind Zhang Da.

In the evening, they arrived at the inn.

Aguang and Abiao were walking outside, Abiao wanted to make things easier, so he had to take Aguang together.

The two walked to the woods, and happened to arrive at the small woods today, where the urn was buried.

Ah Biao thought of what Uncle Da said today, he immediately bowed to the urn, and said politely: “I’m sorry…, big brother let me go!”

“Why did you let me accompany you, and let me let you go”

With a bit of dissatisfaction on his face, Aguang complained.

Ah Biao stared at the gray urn, he didn’t dare to point to it, he only used his eyes to indicate.

“I told them!”

“What’s credible about this kind of thing?”

A Guang’s expression was disdainful, with a pair of small eyes that could not wake up, and a finger of the urn.

“There’s a urn over there, I’ll show it to you!”

“No, it’s wicked!”

Ah Biao’s face changed, his eyes were full of fear, and he persuaded.

Who knew that Ah Guang didn’t listen at all, but walked to the front of the columbarium and asked proudly: “You are so unlucky, you can’t avoid it!”

“Does it taste good?”

An unfamiliar voice replied: “It’s a little salty.”

Ah Guang’s small eyes that can’t wake up are the largest, like copper bells! “Ghost!”

He shouted and ran to the guest with Ah Biao.

At this time, on the other side of the woods, two passers-by passed by.

One of them asked curiously, “What are you talking about?”

“Didn’t you ask me if it tastes good?”

The other answered while eating biscuits.

“No, no!”

Immediately, the eyes of the two of them were condensed on the…grey urn, and their legs trembled with fright! “Ghost!”

They threw down the biscuits and hurried away.

In the inn, Agui was washing his face, and when he turned around, he saw a black bull’s head mask.

He pushed the mask and looked very calm.

“Scare me with fake things all day long, even if it’s real, I’m not afraid!”

Under the mask are two new opera buddies who asked curiously: “Ah, your brother, you often hit ghosts”

“It’s not a bump, it’s a meeting!”

Agui is Zhang Da’s disciple and has followed Zhang Da for many years, often listening to him tell these… folk stories.

He made up a story casually, teasing the two younger brothers with seriousness.

“I have a pair of yin and yang eyes, the left belongs to yin, the right belongs to yang, I can see ghosts!”

The younger brother looked adoring, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

“Wow, aren’t those ghosts scary?”

“Ghosts are not scary at first, but people are afraid of ghosts!”

“Actually, people shouldn’t be afraid of ghosts, why?”

As Agui said that, he gestured to himself, speaking vividly.

“Because there are three fires in the human body, one on the head, one on the left shoulder, and one on the right shoulder!”

“As long as the fire doesn’t go out, there won’t be enough ghosts… Dare to come!”

“So don’t look back when walking at night, if the fire is out…”

He paused for a while, looked at the fearful expressions of the two younger brothers, and frightened them: “As soon as the fire is extinguished, a ghost will enter the house, and the ghost will be haunted!”

“However, this kind of ghost doesn’t go up to anyone!”

“The targets of their upper body are those… who murder and set fire, do all kinds of evil, are ungrateful, and avenge their revenge!”

“As the saying goes, don’t do anything wrong, even if a ghost knocks on the door…”

He was talking happily when suddenly the door was knocked open.

“Open the door, open the door!”

Immediately, the three men hid in the quilt in fright, shivering.

“Open the door! It’s us! Ah Guang and Ah Biao!”

After hearing this, Agui stuck his head out, stood up straight, and scolded the two younger brothers and sisters.

“You must be doing something wrong to be afraid of this!”

Opening the door, Agui looked at the frightened faces of the two and complained casually.

“You two hit a ghost”

“Yeah, how do you know”

Aguang has a ghost in his heart, he was told by Agui and looked at him in surprise.

“When I passed by the Golden Pagoda this morning, I saw your Yintang turning black!”

Agui poured himself a cup of tea and asked calmly, “What happened?”

“Because of those… urns, he urinated on the urns!”

Ah Biao also sat down and drank a cup of tea to calm his shock.

“It’s over!”

Agui directly concluded the coffin and shook his head.

“No way! I’m just having fun, how do I know there will be ghosts?”

Ah Guang’s face turned blue, and his expression was full of horror.

Abiao shook Agui’s arm and asked nervously, “What should I do, brother, please think of a way!”

“There is no way, now you can only go to the incense, I hope you will not encounter evil spirits!”

Agui rolled his eyes and thought of a whole person idea, but he pretended to be serious.

Aguang was afraid, “Brother, then come with me!”

Agui immediately refused, and the old god was saying: “How can someone accompany you to go with you in such a thing, it means that you have no sincerity, but it is even worse!”

“Then at dawn tomorrow, I’ll go!”

Aguang made up his mind.

Agui shook his head and sighed.

“It’s too late before dawn!”

Ah Guang asked nervously, “When will I go?”

“Go now, go now!”

“it is good!”

Agui instructed, “Buy more things, go to worship, don’t be too stingy!”

“Know!”

Ah Guang responded and hurriedly went outside to buy sacrifices.

As soon as Aguang left, Agui immediately smiled and said to the people around him, “Buy two bottles of wine first, there will be a good show tonight!”

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