No one could tell exactly how many ghosts were hiding in the Living Coffin Village. Chen Ge remembered what Ah Qing had said: 10% of the people in the Living Coffin Village were dead, 10% were alive, and the remaining 80% were ghosts.

"Based on this ratio, what we see is only a small part."

The situation of Chen Ge and the other two was not very optimistic at the moment. Four pieces of dirty clothes were floating towards them, and two children with grimaces on their faces were jumping behind them. The door of the old house next door was pushed open, and it seemed that a crooked face was poking out from under the pillow.

All roads were blocked, and the only option was to move forward, but ahead was a bright light that looked extremely strange.

Chen Ge had Yin pupils and had already seen clearly that there were several shaking heads.

Chen Ge rushed forward with the hammer in his hand, and he had no intention of slowing down. If he rushed forward actively, he would only have to face some of the ghosts. If he stopped, he would be besieged by all the ghosts.

"Chen Ge, slow down! It was pitch black before, but now there is a sudden light. There must be something wrong. It must be the headlights that Mr. Bai mentioned!" Old Wei was not yet overwhelmed by fear and wanted to remind Chen Ge.

"Don't worry, I can see it clearly. It's just an ordinary light. Go over there! Don't be afraid!" Chen Ge had no intention of stopping.

The three of them ran as fast as they could, and the child in Mr. Bai's arms started crying. The noise was very loud, and more and more ghosts were running towards where they were.

With the help of the light from the headlights, the surrounding darkness was dispelled and a dark shadow could be seen approaching.

There were strange footsteps in the street, and when I looked up, I saw a pitch-black coffin moving in the alley.

The coffin was supported by dragon poles all around, with four people standing in front and back with their heads bowed.

They were dressed just like ordinary villagers, but the expressions on their faces were extremely scary, with their mouths split open and smiling, as if they were carrying food instead of coffins.

"A ghost carrying a coffin? Xiao Chen! Stop! Chen Ge! Don't go over there!" Grandpa Bai was holding a bamboo basket and protecting the baby with his arms. He couldn't stop Chen Ge at all.

Chen Ge, who was at the front, also saw the four strange men carrying the coffin, but he couldn't stop now.

Four ghosts carrying a coffin just walked out of the alley, with the coffin lying across the middle, as if they were ready to block the way of Chen Ge and the other two. It was a huge coincidence, and it seemed like it had been planned in advance.

Chen Ge never underestimates his opponents, not even ghosts. The more the other party is unwilling to let them pass, the more he will go. Only by destroying the other party's plan can he be safe.

"Don't mess with the coffin-carrying ghost!"

Mr. Bai shouted at the top of his lungs, but Chen Ge didn't hear him: "Go over there first!"

A hammer hit the center of the coffin, wood chips flew everywhere, and all the ghosts around paused.

“Go!”

Old Wei took the child from Grandpa Bai and jumped over the coffin. In his more than 20 years as a police officer, this was the first time he had seen someone as vigorous as Chen Ge.

The four ghosts carrying the coffin slowly raised their drooped heads, with smiles frozen on their faces. They looked at the smashed coffin lid, and a green color appeared on their pale faces!

A shrill scream rang out in the narrow street, and four ghosts carrying coffins chased after Chen Ge.

The dragon pole fell off, and a few remnants of the coffin ran out from the cracks. They bowed to Chen Ge's back, and then dissipated with the wind.

Until now, Chen Ge still hadn’t figured out what the coffin-carrying ghost was. After smashing it, he ran away without even looking back.

The three of them ran all the way, getting closer and closer to the bright light in front of them. Old Wei, holding the child, slowly realized that something was wrong. There seemed to be a spherical object like a lantern following behind the bright light.

"Chen Ge, are you sure that's just an ordinary lamp?" The child cried loudly in Old Wei's arms. There was a group of ghosts chasing him from behind, and he didn't dare to stop.

"I'm sure!" Chen Ge dragged and pulled, and together with Mr. Bai, they caught up with Old Wei.

The light flickered, and after walking a few meters forward, even Mr. Bai, who had poor eyesight, could see a number of pale human heads flying in front of him.

"Chen Ge! Stop! That's a headlight!"

Mr. Bai held Chen Ge tightly, but Chen Ge did not slow down at all and dragged him forward.

“A headlamp is also a lamp, isn’t it?”

Swinging the skull crusher, the first person who approached was blown away before he could even open his mouth!

The candle shattered to the ground and went out at Chen Ge's feet: "Follow me!"

Before the three of them passed through the flying heads, they heard the sound of music and turned to look.

A group of people appeared in the street that Aqing had marked with a red cross on the map.

They were dressed in mourning, shouting mourning cries, and crying, but not a single tear shed from their eyes.

Paper money fell, soul flags waved, and they held up the brightly colored paper figures in their hands and walked towards Chen Ge and the others.

"Something big has happened!" Uncle Bai's heart was beating so fast, his hands were clenched into fists, and he was so anxious that he couldn't utter a clear word.

"Are these guys different from ordinary ghosts?" Chen Ge also discovered that as soon as the funeral procession came out of the alley, the headlights of the people next to them immediately dispersed, and the cloth ghosts and sedan ghosts in the distance also stopped. Only the four ghosts carrying the coffin became even crazier.

"Of course, this is called Yin funeral! The dead bury the dead, and the coffin-carrying ghosts are only a part of the Yin funeral team. If the coffin is not delivered, the Yin funeral team will keep wandering around at night." Uncle Bai shouted at the top of his voice.

"Then let's go quickly."

The human head lamp was scared away by the Yinsang team, and Chen Ge and the other two took this opportunity to rush out.

There are two streets ahead. The left one is the way to life, and the right one is the way for the funeral procession walking out.

"You guys run first, I'll delay for a while." Chen Ge handed the map in his hand to Mr. Bai. He had memorized all the routes on it.

The ghosts at the front of the funeral procession have already joined the ghosts carrying the coffin. When they saw the coffin being cracked by Chen Ge's hammer, their expressions were very interesting.

"You two go first. I feel like I might be targeted."

Chen Ge felt the gazes of the ghosts in the funeral procession. He stood in the middle of the road holding a skull crusher. It was obvious who the murderer was.

At this moment, all the hatred was focused on him, which made Chen Ge a little uncomfortable: "Let's go! I'll buy time! You don't have to worry about me!"

Chen Ge stuffed the comic book into his arms. He simply felt that the presence of outsiders would affect him and his employees from exerting their full strength. However, this sounded completely different to Mr. Bai and Old Wei.

"Don't do anything stupid! Let's go together!" Old Wei grabbed Chen Ge's arm, his voice anxious.

"I'll catch up with them in a bit, you guys go first!" Chen Ge frantically called out Xu Yin and Zhang Ya's names in his heart, and vaguely seemed to get a response from Xu Yin.

"No!" Old Wei and Mr. Bai spoke at the same time. They didn't expect Chen Ge to make such a choice. It seemed too heavy to them.

"Stop talking." Chen Ge pushed Old Wei's hand away and said in a deep voice, "Just think of it as doing this for the baby. He was born in darkness and has not seen the beauty of this world. You must take him away!"

After Chen Ge finished speaking, he took the initiative to rush towards the ghosts that ordinary people would avoid. He was like a moth flying into the fire, without hesitation.

Seeing his figure being submerged by ghosts, Uncle Bai and Lao Wei's eyes turned red. In the dark night without any stars or moon, that figure seemed to be the only light.

"Chen Ge..."

At this moment, Lao Wei and Uncle Bai were silent. It turned out that there really are people like this in the world who are willing to risk their own lives for the lives of others.

Old Wei hugged the baby tightly in his arms: "It turns out that I have always misunderstood him. We were all wrong!"

Chen Ge rushed into the Yinsang team and decisively ran in another direction. There was a group of ghosts following him, so he dared not look back.

While calling Xu Yin's name, he flipped through the comic book: "Uncle! Are you there? Help!"