Online Fortune Telling: Your Son Has Another Dad-Chapter 246 - 244: Didn’t Any of You Check the Weather Forecast?
"How about we open it and take a look? I’ve never seen a zombie before!"
"Forget it, just burn it quickly!"
"Curiosity killed the cat, don’t cause any trouble, or it’ll be too late for regrets."
"Yes, yes, burn it quickly!"
"Everyone, go find some gasoline, this thing is really sinister!"
Everyone was discussing loudly.
Although some people were curious about what a zombie looked like, more people wanted to burn the Yin Coffin.
If you’re looking for trouble on your own, that’s fine, but don’t drag everyone else into it!
So, everyone quickly found some gasoline, poured it over the Yin Coffin, and lit it.
Soon, flames were roaring up from the coffin, lighting everything around. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
At the edge of the grave pit, Boss Yan still looked puzzled: "When the old master was buried, he shouldn’t have been buried on another coffin!"
"Indeed!"
Fourth Yan nodded and continued, "That Yin Coffin is very close to the old master’s coffin."
"The people who dug the grave must have noticed it."
The brothers said, then exchanged glances.
Their eyes were filled with confusion.
Although Yan Ya didn’t speak, her brows were tightly furrowed.
She seemed to feel something was getting more and more wrong.
At this moment, shouting came again from within the grave pit.
"Damn! Why won’t this thing burn?"
"Isn’t this wood? Why won’t it catch fire?"
"Keep adding gasoline inside, I refuse to believe it won’t burn!"
"It’s no use, still no sign of it catching fire."
"This is too bizarre!"
"Master Yang, Master Yang, please look and see what’s going on here?"
The flames from the gasoline grew higher, but the Yin Coffin showed no reaction, remaining unmoved no matter how the fire scorched it.
"Hiss..."
Seeing this, Yang Buping couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
This was the first time he encountered such a strange situation.
Although he was a well-known figure in the Feng Shui Realm, having met many bosses through Feng Shui Technique.
But Feng Shui Technique is ultimately a metaphysical practice, and even he couldn’t be sure of its real effectiveness.
Moreover, in his many years in the Feng Shui industry, he had never encountered any supernatural phenomena.
Therefore, upon seeing this coffin that wouldn’t ignite, he really couldn’t think of a solution at the moment.
"Maybe we should call the police after all!"
"Yes, yes, let the police handle it."
"This thing is too eerie, I dare not stay too close."
"Do you think it’ll get angry because we touched it?"
"Damn, don’t scare me!"
"What’s there to be afraid of? I wasn’t the one who poured the gasoline, nor the one who lit the fire."
"..."
The more everyone thought, the more uneasy they felt.
The few people who were pouring gasoline just now were now too scared, dropping their gasoline canisters.
"Second Brother, what’s actually going on here?"
Qingling’s expression was complex, a bit scared, but also very curious.
"How would I know!"
"I suddenly feel like staying here isn’t a good idea."
Yang Qingshu looked at the goosebumps rising on his arms and regretted a bit.
"Second Brother, I think we should leave!"
"After all, it’s the Yan Family’s issue; it’s not right for outsiders like us to get involved."
Qingming forced out a faint smile and said.
"You’re right, let’s go back and get some sleep!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Qingshu gently patted Qingming on the shoulder.
The Yin Coffin they discovered tonight was really too bizarre!
Who knows what’s hidden inside.
Even if there aren’t any zombies or ghosts, there might be some ancient toxic gas.
To be prudent, it’s best to leave quickly.
Even some from the Yan Family wanted to slip away.
In the middle of the night, facing a coffin that wouldn’t burn, it was truly terrifying!
But just then, huge raindrops suddenly fell from the sky, pattering onto the ground.
An earthy smell immediately invaded everyone’s noses.
The gasoline-burning layer on the Yin Coffin was extinguished by the rain.
After being rinsed by the rain, the coffin seemed even more eerie...
"Oh my God! It must be the stuff inside the coffin that summoned the rain!"
"We lit the coffin and angered it!"
Someone suddenly shouted out.
"Run!"
Everyone’s faces turned pale, and they scattered in all directions under the heavy rain.
Lu Heng looked at the scene, speechless.
He slowly pulled an umbrella from his backpack.
There was a forecast for rain today; didn’t any of you check the weather?
"Let’s go!"
Yang Qingshu urgently took Lu Heng and shouted to Qingling and Qingming to run together.
They didn’t know how far they ran, but Yang Qingshu only stopped when he felt his lungs were on fire.
"Huff... huff..."
Yang Qingshu was panting heavily.
"That was terrifying!"
"The zombie inside that coffin must have reached the ultimate level of cultivation."
"Otherwise, how could it cause the rain?"
Qingling said with lingering fear.
"Use your brain, the rain has nothing to do with the coffin, understand?"
"Look at Qingfeng..."
Qingming had a headache-looking expression.
Since coming down the mountain, why did Qingling’s intelligence seem so close to Qingzhi’s?
Lu Heng silently opened his umbrella and said softly, "I checked the weather forecast; there are thunderstorms today. That’s why I brought an umbrella."
"Ah?"
Qingling was stunned upon hearing this.
Maybe I was overthinking it...
"So what do we do now?"
Qingling asked again.
"Let’s take shelter from the rain here. We’ll head back when it stops."
"Taiping Town shouldn’t be far from here."
Yang Qingshu thought for a moment and replied.
The car they drove was taken back by Song Qing.
So if they wanted to return, they’d have to hitch a ride.
But earlier, everyone ran away in a panic, not daring to go back, even if they had a car.
They had run quite a distance but should still be near the cemetery.
If they walked, it should take about an hour to return to Taiping Town.
Thus, the four brothers stood under an umbrella, waiting for the rain to stop.
Thunderstorms come and go quickly.
In less than ten minutes, the rain outside had lessened significantly.
"Let’s go!"
Yang Qingshu took out his phone, opened the navigation, and led Lu Heng and the others, trudging through the woods.
The nighttime woods were eerily silent.
After walking for over ten minutes, the four finally exited the woods and stepped onto the road leading to the cemetery.
However, at this moment, Lu Heng suddenly stopped.
"What’s wrong, Brother Qingfeng?"
Qingling also stopped, full of confusion.
"Brother, do you see that car in the woods?"
Lu Heng pointed across the road to the woods.
"It really looks like it, and it seems kind of familiar..."
Qingling squinted and looked over by the streetlight.
