When Nanchen left, it was already evening.

As soon as I got out of town, it was already dark.

In this world, there is no street lamp or anything.

It was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Nanchen could only slow down and ride forward little by little by the moonlight.

As soon as he entered the forest in the suburbs, Nanchen felt cold.

Occasionally, there were bursts of birds screaming, and I only felt panicked.

If it was the original world, it would be nothing.

But this world is full of demons and monsters.

Maybe if you walk at night, you can run into something.

Although Nanchen was a little panicked in his heart, he still hardened his head and kept riding forward.

When he was about to arrive at Yizhuang, Nanchen only felt a gust of wind coming.

Immediately afterward, I felt cold on my back.

It's like a refrigeration and air conditioner on the back.

Also, the bike seems to be a little heavier, and it doesn't save as much effort as it just now.

It was as if there was a man sitting behind him.

Thinking of this, Nanchen felt uncomfortable.

The head subconsciously glanced back.

After discovering that there was nothing, and I didn't feel the sinister aura.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ride.

If, Nanchen opened the eye of heaven at this time.

That's a different story.

He could clearly see it in the back seat of his car.

At this time, there was a female ghost sitting in a red cloth.

This female ghost is none other than others.

It was Nanchen who had no choice but yesterday to give him the fragrant girl ghost Dong Xiaoyu.

She really appeared, but this time she was not pestering Qiusheng, but pestering Nanchen.

She sat comfortably behind Nanchen, her head resting on Nanchen's back.

In this way, Nanchen naturally felt cold.

However, Dong Xiaoyu is not a powerful ghost and did not appear, and Nanchen did not open the eyes of heaven.

So, I can't see her.

Moreover, Nanchen was thinking about the old lady Ren in his heart.

I had already thrown the female ghost Dong Xiaoyu out of the clouds.

At this time, I rode forward with all my strength, and finally arrived at Yizhuang at about eight o'clock in the evening.

Nanchen just arrived, and he didn't care about parking his bicycle.

jumped down directly, carried the fire oil, and hurriedly ran to Yizhuang.

And Dong Xiaoyu, who was sitting in the back seat, was leaning on Nanchen's back intoxicated.

As a result, after Nanchen got off the bike, she fell to the ground along with her bicycle.

looked at Nanchen who left in a hurry.

Dong Xiaoyu also pouted, and said with a hint of complaint:

"What an acute ......"

After Nanchen entered Yizhuang, he went straight to the morgue.

The morgue is a separate, brick-concrete structure.

In the middle, there is the coffin of the old lady Ren.

It's just that when I get close at this time, I can clearly feel the yin and evil aura.

And it's very rich, giving a strong sense of oppression.

Even faintly, Nanchen had already heard the "whirring" panting sound coming from the coffin.

That's a zombie gasp.

Every time, it's like the last breath.

Incomparably depressing and dull.

Nanchen stood in front of the coffin, his brows furrowed.

Lying in here is the big boss of the plot.

Knowing him, this crisis can be easily overcome.

Thinking of this, Nanchen took a breath of cool air and said:

"It seems that this old mallet is really going to come out of the coffin.

You don't have a chance, though. ”

After speaking, he began to pull out the plug of the oil drum.

At the same time, he walked to the coffin of Old Lady Ren:

"Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Old lady Ren, offended ......"

After saying that, he poured oil into the coffin.

But the oil just dripped onto the coffin.

Inside the coffin, there was a squeaky sound of "squeak".

It's as if someone inside is scratching the coffin board desperately with his fingernails.

Moreover, the whole coffin.

It was also at this time that there was shaking.

The closed coffin lid was suddenly lifted.

Next to it, a slit appeared.

A shriveled veteran with dead skin and slender nails.

Slowly, through the gap in the coffin lid, stretched out.

Seeing this, Nanchen sighed in his heart.

I only felt a chill in my back, hitting the top of my head.

Subconsciously, I took two steps back.

"Zombie, Zombie Hand ......"

But as soon as the hand reached out, it touched the ink line next to it.

Then there was a burning sound of "zizi".

The shriveled zombie hand retracted violently.

Immediately, the whole coffin shook even more.

It's as if the contents are about to break out of the coffin.

When I watched the movie, I was terrified.

Now that I face it in person, I am even more afraid.

Nanchen only felt that his heart was half cold.

But at this point, he had no way out.

Gritting his teeth, the whole person rode on the coffin board.

With one hand twisting the oil can, he poured the ignition oil into the crack of the coffin.

Now, only burn it.

can be curbed in advance, and let the old lady come out of the coffin.

Only in this way can the remaining dangerous plots be stifled in advance.

The ignition oil flowed downward.

Along the gap in the coffin board, it continued to drip onto the body of the zombie inside the coffin.

Perhaps the internal zombies also feel the danger.

The struggle was more violent, and the coffin shook even more.

Several times, the lid of the coffin was lifted.

But because the entire coffin was bounced with ink lines.

It's not so easy for this zombie to get out of the coffin.

Several times I tried to break the coffin, but failed.

It's just that inside the coffin, the zombies are constantly slapping the coffin board.

There was a louder "knock knock" sound.

At the same time, there was a low roar:

"Woo, woo......"

It's thick.

It's low.

Soon, a barrel of ignition oil was mostly poured into the coffin.

The whole coffin was also infected with oil.

Nanchen jumped off the coffin.

He threw away the oil drum in his hand.

and took out the fire fold, and said fiercely to the coffin:

"Old mallet, rest in peace!"

After speaking, he blew on the fire fold.

The open flame appeared instantly, and Nanchen did not hesitate.

With the fire fold, he threw it at the coffin.

Because the coffin was full of ignition oil, it was easy to ignite.

In the blink of an eye, the entire coffin, including the inside of the coffin, was instantly enveloped in flames.

Inside the coffin, there were bursts of zombie roars:

"Whoa, whoa......"

Watch the rising flames, listen to the roars of zombies, and the scorching heat.

Nanchen actually has a sense of ease.

When I think of this plot.

It is because of oneself that one is to be ended.

Nanchen felt extremely happy.

At the corner of his mouth, a smug smile appeared.

However, just in Nanchen's own opinion, he is in control of the overall situation.

It is necessary to strangle in advance, let the old lady be the zombie boss, and stop the next lift.

I only felt an incomparably strong chill coming.

Immediately afterwards, a loud roar suddenly came from inside the coffin:

"Whew!"

Immediately afterward, there was a burst of corpse gas.

Instantly surged out of the coffin.

Nanchen only felt a corpse stench in his nose, and his face was full of anger.

Subconsciously cover your mouth and nose and cover it with your hands.

As a result, an explosion was heard.

Even if it is, it is a solid wooden coffin that has all been bounced with ink lines.

At this moment, he was torn apart by the evil aura of zombies.

And the flames that rose from the coffin.

It was even more shocked by the cold corpse aura that erupted from the coffin.

And the old lady Ren lying in the coffin.

"Bang" jumped out.

At this moment, he was already firmly on the ground.

His clothes were burned to shreds.

The face, too, was burned out a little.

The flesh is blurry, and it's a little creepy.

A pair of blood-red eyes stared at Nanchen deadly.

And let out a low roar of "woo woo".

That expression was extremely hideous and angry.

I can't wait to tear Nanchen apart......