Chapter 502: The drama has love, but the afterlife is ruthless

Eight villagers turned their heads to look at me, and one of them said, "Master, this coffin still can't be lifted." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Two more. I waved to the villagers behind me and whispered.

Two villagers behind me walked over, and I pointed to the coffin and whispered to the two villagers, "You two carry it for them." ”

The two villagers nodded, and immediately walked over, put their hands on the coffin, and ten people worked together, but the coffin did not move.

I frowned slightly, walked over and stretched out my hand, put my hands on the coffin, and lifted the coffin with all my might, I couldn't lift the coffin.

"Senior brother, could it be that this big iron chain is too heavy, this big iron chain locks the coffin, at least a few hundred catties. The monkey said to me.

I shook my head at the monkey, not the problem of the big chain, but the problem of the coffin itself.

"And there is no boy peeing? I turned my head to look at the monkey and said.

The monkey took the bottle out and said there was still a little more.

I asked the monkey to spill the baby urine on the coffin lid, and the monkey said yes and spilled the baby urine in the bottle on the coffin lid.

When the boy urinated on the coffin lid, the coffin lid was bleeding, ticking down from the coffin lid and dripping to the ground.

My heart sank, this coffin would actually bleed, and the surrounding villagers saw the scene in front of them, their faces became more panicked, and they retreated many steps behind them.

"Don't panic. I said in a deep voice.

My words didn't make much of a difference, and the villagers took a few steps back.

"Put the coffin here first, don't touch this coffin. I said softly, I was afraid that these villagers would raise their hands and move the coffin to cause something.

Even if I don't need to say it, when I see the coffin bleeding, the villagers don't dare to reach out and touch it.

I glanced at the lid of the coffin, stretched out my hand and gently touched the blood that came out of the lid of the coffin, the blood was sticky.

Just as he touched the blood, the whole coffin shook violently, as if there was something inside.

"Senior brother, if you open it, this coffin has already been dug up, if you don't open it, if there is anything dangerous inside, then something will happen. The monkey said in a deep voice.

There is still some truth in the monkey's words, the monkey and I are not afraid, but the villagers are different, in case something like a middle-aged man happens, the matter will be serious.

"A few brave people came over, and a few people went to the house to see if there were any chainsaws. I turned to the villagers behind me.

A few villagers said they had it, and I told them to go and get the chainsaw.

Several villagers nodded, and immediately ran towards their homes, quickly bringing over the chainsaw.

A few brave young men picked up the chainsaws and were about to saw the chains as I commanded.

Before the chainsaw fell on the chain, an old man hurriedly rushed over and said loudly: "Don't saw, there is a corpse in the coffin, and the corpse will come out if you saw a big chain." ”

Hearing this, I looked behind me, and when I looked at this person, I was a little surprised in my heart, this person was Uncle Wang.

"What's wrong, Uncle Wang. "I told the villagers to put down the chainsaw first, and not to use their hands to see it.

The villagers all nodded and put the chainsaw down.

I walked over and held Uncle Wang's body.

"Xiaole, the chain of this coffin can't be sawed, it's a hundred-year-old corpse, and the things inside are very powerful, if you want to saw, the whole village will be unlucky. Old Uncle Wang said in a deep voice.

"A hundred years of corpses!" I listened to Uncle Wang's words, and I was still shocked in my heart.

After death, because of the great resentment in the heart, there is a breath of resentment in the throat that is not swallowed, resulting in the corpse becoming a corpse, the corpse is very powerful, and the movements are flexible and changeable, compared to the zombie, the corpse is more difficult to deal with.

Ordinary corpses rarely appear, let alone hundred-year-old corpses, but I didn't expect Uncle Wang to say that this coffin was filled with hundred-year-old corpses.

"Uncle Wang, how do you know?" I asked, confused.

"I saw it with my own eyes when I was a child, the younger generation didn't know, the older generation knew that the people were also dead, the person buried in it was a drama that sang for a living, because of her beautiful appearance, she was taken by the landlord at the time, and asked her to be a concubine, but the drama has fallen in love with a young descendant in the village, and the young descendant often likes to listen to the play, and the two have feelings for it, and soon plan to get married, but on the day of the candle in the cave room, the drama found that the man in her cave house was not a young descendant, but the big landlord, and that night, the drama was ruined by the landlord, and the drama knew from the mouth of the big landlord, the big landlord gave the young offspring hundreds of oceans, and the young posterity gave the play to the big landlord. ”

From that day on, the drama was heartbroken, and the tears that cried were all blood and tears, and after a few days, the drama brutally scratched his face and hanged himself. Old Uncle Wang said in a deep voice.

I didn't expect there to be such a story in this.

"Just seven days after the play, the big landlord committed suicide and strangled himself to death, and after the big landlord died seven days later, the young man also died, and when the villagers found him, he knelt in front of the grave of the play and died, and all the bones in his body were broken, and they said that he was painful to death. Old Uncle Wang said slowly.

"The bones are broken!" I shuddered, how much the person who did it hated the young man, and actually broke all his bones.

"So, don't touch this coffin, fortunately, a master came to the village, and sealed the coffin, that is, to prevent the coffin from opening, and the master also said that the corpse has become a demon and can only be sealed, and if you want to move the coffin to alarm the corpse, the whole village will be finished. Lao Wang said excitedly.

Hearing Uncle Wang's words, the villagers all put down the chainsaws in their hands.

I took a deep breath, since Uncle Wang said that the corpse in this coffin is so evil, then I won't move.

After thinking about it, I was sure that the ghost of the corpse in this was the female ghost of last night, the ghost of the corpse is so powerful, the body in this corpse, then I dare not imagine, I can't deal with ghosts, let alone deal with corpses.

"By the way, Uncle Wang, has anything happened after that. I whispered.

"Yes, after they all died, they left a line of blood poems in the opera's house, this blood poem appeared in the first seven days of life and death after youth, and this poem was read out by Xiucai in the village, so I was particularly impressed. Old Uncle Wang thought for a while and said, reading the poem.

"I was going to have my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch, the falling flowers intentionally follow the flowing water, and the flowing water has no intention of falling in love with the falling flowers......"