In the ancestral hall, the dozens of coffins trembled more and more violently!
Han Bing frowned and followed him to the entrance of the ancestral hall. As soon as she reached the door, she saw a loud noise coming from inside.
"Bang bang bang"
At the same time, the dozens of coffins were all lifted without anyone around. The people outside the ancestral hall were immediately frightened and took a few steps back.
After Old Xu entered, he fell to the ground.
"Squeak squeak squeak!"
Then, the coffins started moving!
Yes, without anyone pushing them, these coffins moved. Moreover, they were trembling crazily on the spot, constantly emitting banging sounds.
It was as if the ancestor in the coffin was about to come back to life!
"Humph!"
Han Bing snorted coldly, and her expression turned cold.
I thought you wouldn't dare to come!
Before offering sacrifices to the ancestors in the morning, Han Bing had approached the ancestral hall and even opened her Yin-Yang Eye to take a look inside the ancestral hall.
Other than the coffin being covered by Yin Qi, he couldn't see what was inside. He couldn't find any traces of the water ghost anywhere else.
He hid his feelings in the coffin and avoided Han Bing's gaze.
Han Bing looked inside and couldn't help but think that the old saying was right. If you want to cut the grass, you have to get rid of the roots. Otherwise, wait for others to take revenge on you?
If it wasn't for the fact that the water ghost ran too fast yesterday and Han Bing didn't bother to chase after it at night, would these water ghosts still be alive?
Now, he was so rampant that he dared to hurt people!
At the same time, Han Bing looked at Cunnan and thought suspiciously.
These water ghosts were originally just little ghosts who only dared to steal offerings, but now they actually dared to hurt people!
Could it be that the 500-year-old female zombie was about to awaken?
Therefore, these water ghosts became bolder!
Bang!
All of a sudden, just as the crowd was approaching the ancestral hall's door, the door slammed shut. The paper on the door almost fell off.
"F * ck!"
"F * ck!"
"Aiyo, d * mn!"
This almost scared the people walking in front and they couldn't help but retreat.
"Aiya, what should we do now? There can't really be water ghosts, right?”
She didn't know who in the crowd said it, but it definitely wasn't Han Bing.
After saying this, the people remembered that in the middle of the night, this child had reminded them how to place the coffin in the ancestral hall and what to do after that.
Otherwise, the water ghost would come back!
But now…
The water ghost really came back!
Han Bing, this brat, was really blessed!
"Aiya, why do you still care about the water ghost!”
"Think of a way to get Old Xu out first. Old Xu looks like he's about to die!”
The villagers stood anxiously at the entrance of the ancestral hall. After being reminded, the scene from before instantly appeared in their minds.
Especially when Old Xu was about to turn into a dried corpse and that strange smile on his face!
Just as everyone was panicking, Xiangzi suddenly shouted.
"Where's Bingzi?"
"Didn't Bing Zi say that he was a corpse transporter? I believed Bingzi before, but you guys didn't believe me. When I said I saw a ghost in the ancestral hall, Bingzi believed me.”
"Now look, good lord, Bing 'zi's prophecy was right, so he definitely knows what to do!”
Hearing Xiangzi's shout, everyone turned around to look for Han Bing like a lost person in the dark looking for light. Finally, their eyes locked onto Han Bing.
Han Bing was a little amused by the sudden trust.
The people in his village really made him speechless.
However, before he could say anything, he saw his father stand up in front of him and smile apologetically.
"That!"
"My child is just joking. There's no corpse transporter!”
"Don't listen to his nonsense!"
"Old Han, how could you do this? Why didn't he believe his own child?”Third Master, who lived at the east end of the village, walked over and pulled Old Han away. He scolded,"What kind of father are you? You have to support your child and believe in your son!”
"It's not right for you to be a father like this!”
Third Uncle looked at Han Bing as if he was hoping that Han Bing could save the situation.
"Bing 'zi, Old Xu is still inside, and we don't know if he's dead or alive!”
"Aren't you a corpse transporter? Whether you are or not, what you said has come true.”
"Only you can save Old Xu now!”
After being reminded by Third Uncle, the entire village remembered that Han Bing had reminded them time and time again. They did not care, so they hurriedly followed suit.
"That's right Bing, if we knew you were so accurate, we would have listened to you!”
"Yes, yes, yes. We're not good. We reflect on ourselves. We're in the wrong. We're guilty. But now, it's all up to you!”
"Bingzi, we're all from the same village, you can't just leave us in the lurch.”
"That's right, Bing 'zi, you're definitely a talent! If I had known that I could learn spells by studying in the city, I wouldn't have let my son come down to kill pigs with me!”
"That's right, you're the hope of the entire village now. Bing 'zi, hurry up and save Old Xu, he'll be convulsing like a mummy in a while!”
Eh?
In front of the ancestral hall, everyone looked at Han Bing expectantly. Only two people had strange looks in their eyes.
They were Han Bing's parents.
The two of them were in great turmoil. Looking at their son's eyes that were filled with heavy responsibilities, they could not help but start to doubt themselves.
What was going on?
You believe my son's nonsense?
That corpse transporter was just a joke!
Han Bing's father still wanted to explain to everyone, but now that he saw everyone's eager gazes, he felt that if he said that his son was messing around, he would probably be burned to the ancestors on the spot.
But counting on his son?
Wasn't this a desperate attempt at anything?
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