I looked at the trembling look on Lao Li's face that stood up tremblingly, and I also understood in my heart, I guess I was no better than him when I saw those ghosts. The third child picked up a big stone and was about to walk forward, but I quickly stopped him: "Third child, are you crazy?"

The third child glared at the tombstone angrily: "I think this thing is a bit evil, I have to smash it." ”

I don't know how to say good to him, Sister Jing looked at the two of us and walked out of the forest: "We don't have time to watch you two foolish here." If you don't hurry up, it'll be too late when it gets dark. ”

I took the stone from the third child's hand and threw it aside, and when I took it, the stone was so heavy that it almost hit my foot. How could this grandson be so energetic to lift this stone?

The three of us hurriedly followed behind Wang Jing, originally planning to think about how to get out of this ghost and hit the wall while walking, but unexpectedly this time we walked directly to the door of the incineration room. Could it be that Lao Li's pillar of incense has taken effect?

Wang Jing walked to the door, and it was strange to say that the original glass door was actually dark glass, and it was impossible to see what was inside from the outside. The windows were also tightly blocked by dark curtains, and I was afraid that no sunlight could enter here. To be honest, I haven't been to this kind of place before. The village used to be relatively backward, and most people still liked burial, and cremation was only acceptable to a small number of wealthy people.

The third child leaned on the door and watched: "I said the fourth, why is this door so strange? Did you say that the shadow of the child you saw before was Sister Zhang's child? And it's not such a strange place, and you look at this lock." ”

I watched as the door was locked one after another, not so much as locking the door, but more appropriately to lock what was inside, and one after another large chain locks and locks on the door were tightly locked.

I turned my head to look at Lao Li, who was still in shock, and wondered how this old comrade had the courage to fight here by himself: "Master Li, there are so many locks, can you open them?"

Lao Li was stunned for a moment, and his face slowly began to turn white: "Dolls, this place has not been opened since the last time Li Youcai's incident, the curator invited a master to say that there is evil here, and all the doors can only be blackened with black paint, and the windows can only be suppressed by black curtains, this lock is so tight, how can anyone enter? Be obedient and go back, it's not good for you." ”

I just wanted to open my mouth to fool Lao Li to let him open the door, but I heard a loud noise, Wang Jing held the unlocked door in his hand, and stood there motionless. The third child looked at the lock in Wang Jing's hand with a dumbfounded expression: "Sister Jing, you can, you can also do the job of unlocking?" Besides, you don't have any tools in your hand, you dragged it open?"

I hurriedly grabbed Lao Sanyi's elbow, leaned over to Wang Jing and looked at the lock in her hand: "How does this lock look like it was opened by yourself?"

Wang Jing was also a little at a loss: "I just touched it lightly, but I didn't expect it to suddenly open." ”

I suddenly felt a chill in my back. Lao Li just said that there is evil in this, and this lock actually opened by itself, which is probably not a good thing. "Why don't we go first?"

Wang Jing nodded, wrapped the lock back, and locked it carefully. Seeing that nothing happened, I finally relaxed a little. It stands to reason that even if a child is possessed or loses his soul, after all, the body really exists, and this door is locked so tightly that it can't be said to pass through the wall.

The four of us took a look at it and it was not too early, so let's go back and get out of this place before it gets dark.

As soon as we turned around, there was a sudden sound of Carrara in our ears, and our hair stood on end, and we saw that all the locks on the door had fallen to the ground!

"Something is wrong, run!" Wang Jing hurriedly pulled us to run, and a strong suction force sucked me directly into the incineration room! Wang Jing, the third child, and Lao Li grabbed me, and I also held their hands. Suddenly, I saw three black shadows slowly appear behind the three of them! I was just about to warn them, but I felt a chill in the back of my neck and lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I didn't know when, but the cold ground actually made me feel like I hadn't felt in a long time. I didn't seem to be knocked out and thrown directly on the ground, and this kind of plot seems to have to happen every once in a while.

You don't have to think about it to know where it is. If nothing else, it should be in the incineration room, and now there is no light or sound here. I took the lighter out of my bag, and the slight light reassured me a little, but it didn't matter, after all, it was just that big flame. I tried to find out by the light that it was either a window or a black door, and I walked over step by step, raising my hands like zombies, my nails touching something like a wall. Strange, I remember that the wall was white, even if the flame was a little smaller, it shouldn't be this color.

I was wondering, when suddenly someone behind me slapped me! I quickly turned around, took a lighter in front of me, and screamed in fright: "Mom!"

"What's your name, Mom, it's a bad time. Sister Jing's voice sounded so beautiful. Originally, the flame was small, and I thought it was a female ghost. Sister Jing blew out the lighter in my hand: "Keep this thing and don't use it yet." ”

I'm somewhat relieved to have her, so I put away the lighter as she said, and it's black, it's black, and there's her. "Sister Jing, why are you here?

"I don't know. "Sister Jing took my wrist, but I felt that her hand was a little different, as if she was wearing a layer of gloves.

She dragged me away, and I didn't know where I was going. As I walked, I suddenly felt something bump into my waist, as if it was a small cart. The thud was harsh here, as if something in the car had been knocked off by me, and I subconsciously bent down to touch it and accidentally touched her shoes. But how does this feel like paper?

I suddenly remembered the paper man in the paper shop before I entered the funeral home. I quickly knocked her away, grabbed my hand and took two steps back.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Jing's voice is right, I can't hear it wrong, can this paper man still learn to speak? Or did I touch something else?

"Ah, no, nothing, I seem to have touched something that startled me. I secretly took out a lighter, if she is really a paper person, the paper is afraid of fire, "Sister Jing, come here." ”

I felt a gust of wind in my face, and I didn't hear the footsteps. I thought she was Wang Jing before, so I was careless, and I didn't notice the footsteps of me alone from the beginning. Feeling her approaching, I suddenly pressed the lighter, and her face shone in the firelight, a miserable white face, although her facial features were very similar, but there was no living spirit! She blew out the fire in my hand with one mouth, and I saw the miserable white face smile by the last firelight, and my head seemed to be smashed by something!

I fainted twice a day, and I felt like I had broken the record.