Upon hearing this, the watchman controlling me roared, "I know Yuan's Paper and Firework Shop. The owner is a middle-aged woman. Tell me, what are you doing here? Are you trying to steal something?"
Another person, also growing impatient, shouted, "Why waste words with him? I'll just call the police. Miss Ji's body is missing now; I think he's the one who stole it."
Upon hearing this, I became even more anxious and hurriedly said, "Why would I steal a corpse! The person is dead, the organs are useless, and they're not worth much even if I sell them!"
"Who knows if you stole Miss Ji's body to arrange a ghost marriage!"
I was inwardly groaning; dealing with these two was truly impossible, no matter how reasonable I was.
But the other side had more people, and they could call the police at any time. When you're under someone's roof, you have no choice but to back down.
"Let me tell you the truth. I am Yuan Ying's apprentice. Last night, there was a torrential downpour. Master Zhou came to the shop to buy cinnabar. Today, I heard that something happened to him. My master asked me to come and see Ji Yunfei's body to see if it has turned into a zombie. That's why I hid under the coffin!"
The words had barely left my mouth when the Night's Watchman who was controlling me twisted my arm behind my back, making me wince in pain.
"It's obviously a lie. If Master Yuan sent you, you could have just told Boss Ji directly. Why would you need to sneak around under a coffin? Besides, it didn't rain at all last night!"
Can't you just say it directly?
Also, did it not rain last night?
Last night, there was a strong wind and torrential rain that almost shattered the windows. You're telling me it didn't rain?
Suddenly, I remembered Yingniang's words.
She said, "Luckily I didn't open the door, otherwise I would have been in trouble too."
Seeing that the other party was really going to call the police, I was sweating profusely with anxiety, but no matter how I explained, the two of them wouldn't listen at all.
"Beep beep beep..."
"Hello!" A steady male voice came from the other end of the phone; the call had been connected.
"Hello……"
Before the night watchman who had called the police could finish speaking, the candlelight in the mourning hall suddenly began to flicker violently.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and with a "poof," all the candles went out instantly, plunging the mourning hall into complete darkness.
The two night watchmen were so frightened that their faces contorted, their bodies trembling like leaves, as they looked around in panic.
Only the policeman's voice was still ringing on the phone: "Hello, what can I do for you? Hello, hello?"
"Brother, is it a ghost?"
The watchman holding the scissors looked around in horror, swallowing hard.
"Don't talk nonsense. How could there be ghosts in this world? It must be this kid's accomplices who are up to this! They're just trying to get him out of here."
The watchman who controlled me shouted.
However, judging from his trembling voice, he was also very nervous.
However, he did not notice.
A woman dressed in a bright red wedding gown, with disheveled hair, had already silently appeared behind him.
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