"Brother, looks like you married a Ghost Bride." Jiang Qiao turned around and said it to Wei Jinglou.
The coffin before them was very quiet.
Although it exuded an ominous, chilly aura, at least they hadn't been attacked by the ghost inside after approaching it.
"The coffin is an ordinary coffin."
"The problem lies with those three incense sticks. As long as they're still burning, the ghost inside is essentially receiving offerings. It will lie there quietly and won't cause trouble."
With Jiang Qiao's keen eyes, he could naturally see the trick behind it.
Those three incense sticks weren't ordinary incense. While burning, they gave off a strange fragrance that he knew very well—the smell of flesh and skin being scorched.
In other words.
The three incense sticks contained specially processed human flesh and skin. They were typical Human Incense!
As for Human Incense—
The name said it all. It was incense made from living people, the offering most favored by evil spirits.
Jiang Qiao walked once around the coffin before suddenly asking, "What will happen when the incense burns out?"
Before Wei Jinglou could answer,
he pressed his ear against the coffin and vaguely heard a faint breathing sound from inside, as if someone were sleeping deeply.
But the breathing came and went, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, completely irregular. It didn't sound like anything a normal person could produce.
"This residence..."
"There are two places with the biggest problems. One is the coffin in front of us, and the other should be the basement."
"Both are extremely ominous."
"But they also form a strange balance, allowing Old Master Long, who is merely an ordinary person, to live here peacefully without incident."
However, the coffin had been placed upstairs rather than downstairs.
What was the reason for that?
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