Chapter 109 Standing Coffins

Shen Jifeng agreed to the middle-aged man's invitation, hugging her computer, following closely behind Wei Yuan. However, her face was slightly conflicted. She didn't want to get too close, yet she stubbornly refused to stray beyond a certain range, as if only by staying within Wei Yuan's sphere could she guarantee her safety.

Wei Yuan looked at the girl, who had been glued to his side ever since they entered this ghost domain, and a thoughtful expression crossed his face. He had a vague guess as to her identity.

Speaking of which, the driver, Lao Zhou, although not part of the action team, was aware of its internal affairs.

He should have asked him back then. In all likelihood, Shen Jifeng was also an unofficial member of the action team.

As they continued forward, the route the man led them on was exactly as the yellow-clothed woman had described. After crossing a branch of the Luo River, teeming with deathly energy and flowing rapidly, they reached a bamboo forest on the riverbank. Deep within the bamboo forest were houses, which had a certain charm.

The man pointed to a black door, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and said politely, "It's rare to have guests today. Why don't you go in and have a seat? My wife and kids are inside. I'll go buy some snacks and dishes, and we'll have a drink together later."

The couple looked at the surroundings, the clear water flowing, the willows swaying, and were quite fond of the place. This wasn't a difficult request, and they were about to agree when Wei Yuan raised his hand to stop them, looked at the man, and smiled, "Is that... appropriate?"

"We're all strangers. What if we scare your wife?"

The man was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting Wei Yuan to say that, and had to think about how to respond.

But Wei Yuan was already smiling and saying, "Let's all go in together."

The man opened his mouth, waving his hand and saying, "That's not good. I still need to buy some things..."

"You just go in."

The boyfriend in the couple also felt that this wasn't a big deal, and he persuaded, "Wei Yuan, let's be polite. It's not like there's going to be a misunderstanding, right?"

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly.

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "It seems like I'm the one being too rigid."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, about to speak, but didn't expect Wei Yuan's left hand to already flip down and grab his wrist. Startled, he saw the calm face and murmured to himself, "I knew it wasn't easy to fool ghosts."

The man's expression changed drastically, and he was about to struggle.

But then he heard Wei Yuan shout, "Go in!"

Flipping his hand and flicking his wrist, he had already thrown the man directly at the door. Strangely enough, the gloomy black door, which looked hard and solid, directly swallowed the middle-aged man inside. Wei Yuan raised his hand, and the red umbrella behind him opened, directly blocking the man and the narrow black door. The couple was still bewildered by the turn of events when they heard a *po-chi* sound.

It was like a red-hot iron rod plunged into snow.

A shrill scream came from inside, and something slammed against the umbrella, the surface of the umbrella constantly trembling, reflecting a distorted figure. Then came a frantic, piercing shout:

"Let me go!"

"Look at me, open your eyes and look at me!"

The voice was shrill and miserable, as if it was ringing in their ears.

The couple was terrified. Wei Yuan stepped forward, blocking the three people behind him. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the umbrella was scratched as if someone was struggling and tearing at it from behind the door with great force. An ordinary person would definitely not be able to withstand it, but Wei Yuan, with his cultivation, didn't budge.

He didn't know how long it had been, but the screams gradually stopped.

Shen Jifeng gasped for breath and opened her eyes. She saw that the couple next to her had fainted under the impact of the yin energy. Wei Yuan put away the red umbrella, this large red umbrella, the surface was already pitted and scarred with black scratch marks, shocking to the eye.

In front of the red umbrella was not a door at all, but a black coffin standing upright.

They were only a few steps away from walking directly into the coffin.

Ordinary coffins are buried in the ground, but this coffin was standing upright on the ground, not even touching the ground. A layer of red bricks surrounded it, isolating the coffin from the earth. Shen Jifeng took a slight breath, her face pale, and said, "It's a standing coffin."

"Standing coffin?"

"Yes, people who die unnaturally and have a strong resentment cannot be buried. This is how they are dealt with first. Only when the evil energy is carried away by the flowing water can they be buried. This is someone who died with unfinished business. Burying them in the ground will definitely breed a zombie."

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Wei Yuan looked at the side of the standing coffin. Perhaps because this illusion had been broken, large patches of mist were appearing at the edge of the original ghost domain. The surrounding environment was sometimes illusory, sometimes blurred, occasionally covered with a thick fog, and occasionally real and solid.

Wei Yuan frowned slightly and took three steps forward, still the scenery of the riverbank.

Shen Jifeng quickly got up and followed behind Wei Yuan, still holding the computer at this time, her other hand subconsciously tugging at Wei Yuan's clothes due to nervousness. Wei Yuan looked back at the two lovers lying on the ground and looked at this briefly opened ghost domain.

That blurred mist was slowly returning to normal.

Wei Yuan asked, "Are you a member of the action team?"

Shen Jifeng nodded, then shook her head, and said in a low voice, "I'm from the research side that studies the operation of spiritual energy. This time, the action team wanted me to go to the village to see if I could find the hidden ghost domain restaurant from the flow of evil energy."

After a pause, she added, "I've seen your file."

Wei Yuan shook his head and chuckled, thinking of the people who study cultivation methods in the legends. He pointed to the ghost domain emitting mist and asked, "Then can you find where this ghost domain is weaker now?"

Shen Jifeng nodded slightly, picked up two talismans, performed a few hand seals, and finally said a few directions.

"It's, probably here. It's a short time, I can't calculate it clearly."

Wei Yuan raised his hand and drew out the Eight-Sided Han Sword, bit his finger, brushed it across the sword body, and then slashed forward. After imbuing it with spiritual energy, he also attached the power of the evil-banishing talisman. The Eight-Sided Han Sword fell, the first sword had no change, the second sword was the same. Wei Yuan was not discouraged. The third sword slashed out, and suddenly, the blurred mist and quiet twilight scenery in front of Wei Yuan were torn apart.

It was as if the world was divided into two halves.

In the front part, the sky seemed to darken suddenly, while the direction Wei Yuan and the others came from was still at dusk. The two worlds were clearly separated, only the tributary of the Luo River was rushing through, passing through the ghost domain and the real world.

On the riverbank, standing coffins representing unnatural deaths and strong resentments stood quietly.

Dense and shocking.

It seemed like a mass burial ground.

They were standing in the middle of this standing coffin encirclement.

Shen Jifeng couldn't help but take a step back, her scalp tingling.

Are all these people here those who died with unfinished business?

Around those standing coffins, sitting or lying down, were scattered tourists.

They seemed to be guests in someone's home, their eyes tightly closed, but their faces wore a peaceful smile.

As if they were receiving extremely warm hospitality, strange and eerie.

Shen Jifeng felt a chill in her heart. Then she remembered hearing from members of the action team before she came that Wang Hong had stolen food from the cemetery before, and then found the restaurant. Wei Yuan thought of the things he had interrogated from Yimu Wu before, and thought thoughtfully.

Open a manor, do not sell tea, do not sell wine.

Make dead people's meals, welcome guests from all directions.

Where is the manor?

If it is a normal person, they should go to the west.

Wei Yuan looked to the west.

Continuing forward in this mass burial ground-like place, where the river water was gentle and the evil energy gathered with the water.

A brightly lit restaurant was clearly visible.