The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

On the silent mountain top, there is only the sound of the night wind blowing.

Yang Fan stared at the coffin intently, his expression changing from gloomy to bright. He didn't understand what the other party meant. Why did they suddenly close the coffin? Was this a sign of dissatisfaction?

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Yang Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he stared at the coffin carefully for a while, and then his expression changed.

Although this coffin is also lacquered vermilion, it is obviously much smaller than the coffin in the mourning hall. In other words, this coffin is not the vermilion lacquered coffin in the mourning hall.

Could it be that the vermilion lacquer coffin has always been in the mourning hall, or in other words, Bai Sha’s ghost has never left the mourning hall?

“Whoosh!”

After a slight hesitation, Yang Fan immediately took Nie Xiaoyu into his body. Then, without paying any attention to the coffin, he turned around and ran towards Dongzhuang Village.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Along the way, Yang Fan didn't hear any sound until he stepped into Dongzhuang Village again, when the familiar cough came into his ears again.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

In the quiet village, the coughing sound was very clear. Yang Fan just needed to identify the direction and then fixed his eyes on the mourning hall at the entrance of the village.

The Red Evil Ghost is so terrifying that with Yang Fan's current strength, he is no match for it.

Therefore, Yang Fan could only seek help from the Baisha ghost. Regardless of whether the Baisha ghost was Zhou Yun's father or not, since it was willing to help Yang Fan escape from Dongzhuang Village, it meant that it was a friend, not an enemy!

“Snap!”

Without any hesitation, Yang Fan stepped into the mourning hall. Just as he expected, the vermilion lacquer coffin was still placed in the center of the mourning hall, and from the traces of its placement, it seemed that it had never moved at all.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

At this moment, the familiar coughing sound rang out again. Yang Fan narrowed his eyes and his gaze instantly locked onto the coffin in front of him.

That’s right!

The coughing sound came from the coffin!

There's someone in the coffin... Oh no! There really is a ghost hiding in the coffin!

“Crack!”

Just when Yang Fan was slightly stunned, he saw the vermilion lacquer coffin slowly open. The next second, a hand stretched out from the coffin, a pale hand without any blood.

“Swish!”

Yang Fan subconsciously took a step back, took out the peach wood sword, and held the Heavenly Master Talisman in his hand. If the situation went slightly wrong, Yang Fan would definitely launch the most violent attack.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A weak cough sounded again from the coffin, and a second pale arm stretched out from inside and rested on the removed coffin lid.

I saw two arms slowly rising up, and a figure seemed to be about to sit up from the coffin.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Time seemed to pass very slowly, and in just the blink of an eye, the coffin lid was finally pushed open, and the 'person' inside slowly sat up.

This was a man with a deathly pale face, as if he had been dead for a long time, with corpse spots growing on his skin. He opened his eyes and looked ahead, his eyes revealing a complex look of torture, pain, numbness, and confusion.

Yang Fan was ready to fight, but when he saw the man clearly, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and then a look of joy appeared on his face.

The person who sat up from the coffin was wearing Uncle Police Cha's uniform. More importantly, this person looked exactly like the man in the portrait!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The man coughed a few more times, weak and feeble, as if he were terminally ill, while Yang Fan called out tentatively, "Excuse me, are you... Zhou Jun?"

Zhou Jun is the previous super police officer of Jiangnan City. He is also the son of Zhou Weiguo and the father of Zhou Yun.

According to Zhou Weiguo's narration, the super police officer Zhou Jun died together with an evil spirit while handling a supernatural incident in Dongzhuang Village. Judging from the time, he must have been dead for many years and his body would have rotted away long ago!

However, at this moment, a man suspected to be the super police officer Zhou Jun actually sat up from this strange coffin.

Therefore, Yang Fan had to wonder whether the Zhou Jun in front of him was a human or a ghost?

"You... shouldn't have come to Dongzhuang Village... cough, cough cough!"

Just when Yang Fan was slightly stunned, the 'person' in the coffin turned around, looked at Yang Fan with a pair of numb eyes, and coughed weakly a few times.

"Officer Zhou, are you a human or a ghost now?" Yang Fan couldn't help but ask the question in his mind.

Who would have thought that the 'person' before him did not answer Yang Fan's question. Instead, he said solemnly, "When you first entered the village, I sensed it... You shouldn't have come here, and you shouldn't have provided that evil spirit with yang energy!"

"Officer Zhou, what do you mean by this?" Yang Fan's brows suddenly frowned.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The man coughed weakly a few times, then slowly said, "I've already completely suppressed it. I just need to wait a few more days, and this ghost will be exhausted to death here..."

"But your arrival has given it a chance to survive. That evil spirit has sucked the yang energy of several living people, and I've been suppressing it for years, and it's almost at the point of running out of energy..."

"Now, I feel like I can no longer suppress it. The reason I sent you out of Dongzhuang Village is to cut off the chance for that evil spirit to continue sucking people's yang energy!"

"But you came back again..."

Hearing this, Yang Fan's eyelids couldn't help but twitch slightly. He asked cautiously, "You mean, we are the only few alive in the entire Dongzhuang Village?"

"That's right! The villagers you saw during the day were all ghost servants controlled by me and that evil ghost!" The man nodded and replied.

"Hiss! Are you a ghost too?" Yang Fan's pupils suddenly shrank.

"I died a long time ago, but I used a special method to merge my soul into the ghost I was controlling. In short, I am indeed a ghost now, just a little special."

Silence, no words.

Yang Fan didn't want to listen to the other party's story. He only cared about Su Wan's safety and wanted to rescue Su Wan safely from the hands of the Red Evil Ghost.

So after a brief silence, Yang Fan got straight to the point and asked, "Officer Zhou, I just want to know, is there any way to deal with that red evil ghost?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Zhou Jun coughed a few more times, but still did not answer Yang Fan's question.

"As a super police officer in Jiangnan City, you probably don't want to see that ghost continue to wreak havoc on the world, right?" Yang Fan said.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Zhou Jun coughed weakly a few times, then said in a low voice: "That evil ghost...can't be killed!"

"What?!"

…?