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Chapter 139 The Coffin Shop (Fourth Change)
Li Qing shuddered, and shouted: "Who? Come out... pretending to be a ghost..."

Lin Zhe also frowned.

All I could see was a figure moving in the darkness in the corner.

Looking again, I found that it was a skinny old man.

The old man turned around, lit a kerosene lamp, and walked out slowly.

When the old man approached, Li Qing was so frightened that his face turned pale.

The old man looked shriveled and thin, his whole body seemed to be dehydrated, he looked like a mummy, the age spots on his face were densely dotted, exuding a gloomy aura, his face was blue and yellow, extremely ugly.

However, under the yellowish light, the old man's eyes were piercing, looking straight at Lin Zhe and Li Qing.

Lin Zhe said: "Mr., we are here to ask some questions."

"matter?"

The old man sized up Lin Zhe, walked tremblingly aside, and gently pushed the coffin lid that Li Qing opened just now with his hand.

With a "squeak", the coffin lid was slowly closed.

The old man said in a hoarse voice: "If you don't want to buy anything, please go out!"

Lin Zhe smiled and said, "Mr., let's ask some questions, and it won't delay you for too long."

The old man was in the house, busy with his own affairs, completely ignoring Lin Zhe and Li Qing.

Lin Zhe and Li Qing stood there without saying a word for a long time.

Not long after, the old man said quietly: "What do you want to ask?"

Lin Zhe said: "Dare to ask the old man, what time does your coffin shop open?"

"The door opens at four o'clock in the afternoon until five o'clock in the morning of the next day." The old man said casually.

"Oh?" Li Qing was taken aback, and couldn't help being suspicious, and said, "Will anyone come when the door is open for business at this time?"

The old man said unhurriedly: "The coffin shop is not a business for the living... Why do you need to open the door during the day? The coffin shop in this street is not limited to my family... If the dead person is destined to be with me, Someone will come and buy my coffin..."

Under the twilight, the painted coffin seemed to have wet oil stains. The old man took a rag and wiped the oil stains around the coffin evenly over and over again.

His movements were very slow, and his dry and skinny hands seemed to be broken by the wind.

In the darkness, the old man looked like a ghost.

In this inner room, the atmosphere is cold and somewhat penetrating.

Lin Zhe fixed his eyes, stared at the old man, and said coldly: "Then did you hear any strange movements last night?"

"Movement?" The old man said with a disdainful smile, "Although my coffin shop is said to be in the business of dead people, but there are no dead people lying in the coffin here, so how can there be strange movements?"

Lin Zhe frowned, and said, "Then did you smell something strange? Or... what did you see?"

The old man froze, looked at Lin Zhe with a cold face, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Lin Zhe sneered and said, "I'll just ask."

At this moment, the old man also smiled.

He laughed, the expression on his face became more and more terrifying, his mouth was cracked, and the teeth inside were crooked and there were not many left.

The old man said quietly: "This street is called the Street of the Dead. I have been running this coffin shop here for 30 years. I don't know anything else. I just know that it's none of my business, so I don't want to go there." Pay attention... two little brothers, you... are here to investigate the case?"

"Oh? Can you see that?"

"As soon as you enter the door, go straight to the inner room. There are quite a lot of coffins in the outer room. If you really want to buy coffins, you have to take a look at them... When you enter the inner room, you ask questions, as if you are talking to me. The coffin here is not very interesting... I see you, your steps are steady, your breathing is calm, and your expression is calm. It doesn't look like you have encountered any dirty things, let alone something happened at home..." Said At this point, the old man tilted his head and smiled, as if talking to himself, and said, "I should be here to investigate the case."

Li Qing's expression changed, he snorted coldly, and said, "Lin Zhe, I think there is something wrong with this old man."

"He's fine." Lin Zhe said lightly.

"What do you mean?" Li Qing was startled.

Lin Zhe said with a smile: "He just wants money, old man... I'm right, right?"

The old man was working on his own, but he didn't speak.

Lin Zhe took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, knocked twice on the coffin board, and said, "Mr., if you answer my question, I will buy a sandalwood coffin."

After the words fell, the old man stopped his movements, turned around slowly, looked at Lin Zhe, squeezed out a dry smile on his face, and said, "A sandalwood coffin is not cheap."

"how much is it?"

"Thirty thousand!" The old man replied.

Li Qing couldn't help rolling his eyes.

The business of this coffin shop really has not been opened for three years, and it has been open for three years.

A coffin sells for [-] yuan, and the place where the dead lie is more expensive than the bed where the living lie.

Lin Zhe said, "I'll buy it!"

After hearing this, the old man smiled, and said: "If I remember correctly, last night... I helped paint a batch of newly made coffins in my shop. There were few people at night, but... I saw that the paper-wrapped store opposite Inside the shop, a puff of blue smoke came out."

"Blue smoke?"

Lin Zhe and Li Qing were shocked and their eyes widened.

The two of them were attacked last night, and after the two shadows were wiped out, what was left was a blue viscous liquid.

The old man nodded and said, "That's right, cyan smoke, as far as I know... the A Yuan on the opposite side not only sells some paper and shrouds on weekdays, but also occasionally helps people do some rituals and takes some business... ..."

Li Qing's expression changed, and he said, "You're lying."

The old man was startled, and said, "I didn't lie."

Lin Zhe said: "We just came out of the A Yuan Zha paper shop across the street. Except for some paper tied, Mingqian, and shrouds, there are no tools for doing things, and there is no Dharma altar."

After hearing this, the old man smiled.

The dim candlelight flickered, illuminating his smile a little strangely.

After a while, the old man said quietly: "You only saw my coffin shop, and there is an inner room. Don't you see, there is a door inside A Yuan's paper shop?"

Lin Zhe trembled, and a light flashed in his eyes, as if thinking of something, he turned around and walked outside.

"Lin Zhe..."

Li Qing's complexion changed, he glanced at the old man suspiciously, and then immediately followed behind Lin Zhe.

"Hey... remember to come back and buy a coffin..."

In the inner room, the old man's strange voice came out.

Lin Zhe and Li Qing were stunned as soon as they left the coffin shop.

The A Yuan Paper Shop, which claimed to be open 24 hours just now, has closed at this moment.

(End of this chapter)