The coffin was not lying in the coffin, it was He Shikai's third uncle, He Cheng hurriedly ran over and looked at another coffin, it was He Dalu who was lying inside, but there was a bowl-sized blood hole in his left chest, and his left hand was also smashed and the flesh was blurred, I don't know if it was because of makeup, his face was pale, there was no trace of blood, his eyes looked up empty, it seemed that he was dead and could not die anymore. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He Chengqiang resisted the urge to vomit, and used a flashlight to shine back on the place where He Dalu and his brother-in-law were lying before, except for a pool of blood stains on the ground, where were there people, how did they run into this coffin? How did He Dalu die? Could it be that there are really evil spirits living in the ancestral temple? One mystery after another surrounded He regret's heart, making He regret puzzled.

He Shikai didn't get close to the coffin because he was afraid, after seeing He Cheng's surprised expression, he looked back in the light of He Cheng, the Lao Tzu and his third uncle were all gone, He Shikai looked at He Cheng, and slowly approached the coffin.

"Third uncle, Dad......" He Shikai was also a little stunned when he saw the two people lying in the coffin, especially after seeing the big hole in He Dalu's chest, he couldn't help crying.

"Shikai, hurry up, it's too weird here, if we don't leave, we'll all die here!" For He Cheng, it would be false to say that he was not afraid, especially after experiencing a series of strange things, the only thing He Cheng wanted to do now was to leave.

"But my dad ......" He Shikai tried hard to carry He Dalu on his back, but how to pull He Dalu was lying in the coffin and couldn't move, He Shikai also wanted to leave, but he also wanted to take He Dalu with him.

"He's dead, he can't live, and you have only one way to die if you stay!" He regret dragged He Shikai out of the side hall with great difficulty, and after coming out, He regret saw what the black cat was eating behind the door, He regret took a closer look, it was actually a human heart, thinking of the black hole in He Dalu's chest, He regret couldn't help but take a few steps back, the black cat seemed to feel that someone was looking at it, raised its head slowly, grinned, as if laughing, there was blood dripping from the corner of the mouth, under the illumination of the moonlight, demonic and terrifying.

"What's wrong?" He Shikai saw that the expression on He Cheng's face was a little unnatural, so he also stretched out his head to look inside.

"I didn't ...... Nothing, let's go! He Cheng hurriedly turned sideways to block He Shikai's sight, and then pulled He Shikai and walked out.

There was a creepy rustling sound in the grass more than half a person high in the yard, as if there were countless snakes, rats, insects and ants lurking in it, but thinking of the house with a strange aura everywhere behind him, even if there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, He regretted that he could only pull He Shikai and rush over.

Just as he regretted guessing, snakes and rats in the grass, centipedes and everything, but what puzzled He regret was that it seemed that these little things were particularly afraid of themselves, and as soon as he stepped down, they immediately scattered around, and He regret even saw a flower snake thicker than the mouth of the bowl quickly dodged the scene after encountering himself, although He regret is strange, but now is not the time to think about these things, He regret pulled He Shikai all the way trotting out of the gate of the ancestral temple, and then ran out of dozens of meters away in one breath before the two stopped.

At this time, looking at the ancestral temple and coming are completely different concepts, although I also feel that the ancestral temple is a little weird when I come, but now it seems that it is weird, it is simply a siege of harvesting human life, a slaughterhouse, hell on earth, He regrets sitting underground, his heart is mixed, and his head is blank.

A gust of evening wind blew, and the weeds that were almost a person's height moved with the wind, rustling, and the shadows of the trees swaying, mottled on the ground, and occasionally drifting a few dark clouds in the sky, covering the moonlight, so that the back mountains were all in pitch black, only the ancestral temple glowed with a faint blue light in the night, and from time to time there would be a few cat meows, which filled the land with a mysterious atmosphere.

He Shikai was lying on the ground on all fours, tears kept sliding down the corners of his eyes, and his mouth was still sobbing in a low voice, no one knew what he was thinking, He regretted looking at him, and he didn't know how to comfort him, in fact, if there were not so many accidents, he might have died, for He Shikai, He regret didn't know what to say, and what could he say, friend? Or is it a sworn enemy? But if he hadn't insisted on asking him to bring himself to the ancestral temple, where would these things have happened.

That night, He Cheng didn't know how he and He Shikai returned to the village, He Cheng didn't say anything to his grandmother after he got home, drank a bowl of rice soup boiled by his grandmother, and then cried hard in his grandmother's arms, crying all the time, as if he was going to cry out all the grievances in his stomach, just like when he was a child, he finally fell asleep crying and crying.

When He Cheng woke up, he found that he had a high fever, and his grandmother wanted to take He Cheng to the hospital for an intravenous drip, but He Cheng was very stubborn, no matter how he said it, he was reluctant to go, and the old lady could only go to the Chinese medicine store in the town to buy some Chinese medicine and come back to boil the medicine for He Cheng to drink, and the old lady brought the boiled medicine to He Cheng's bedside, He Cheng couldn't say it if he didn't drink it again, so he could only pinch his nose and pour a big bowl of Chinese medicine into his stomach.

"Grandma, why didn't you ask me where I went the night before?" In the end, He regret finally couldn't hold back and muttered in a low voice.

"Xiao Cheng has grown up, he is a man, the men of the old He family do things, and women intervene in whatever they say, as long as you think what you are doing is right, do it, grandma will always support you." The old lady's face was calm, and she touched He Cheng's big hair lovingly and said.

"Oh...... By the way, grandma, has anyone in the village held a funeral in the past few days? He regret came back this time and felt that grandma was sometimes so strange and spoke strangely, but he couldn't say what was wrong with He regret, after grandma finished speaking, He regret asked again.

"Funeral? Didn't your second uncle pass away two days ago? Why did this kid think of asking this? The old lady picked up the bowl where He regretted drinking the medicine and said with a smile.

"Nothing happened to the Shikai family?" He Dalu and his brother-in-law are dead, and he is still a murderer, saying that he is not afraid of it at all, it is fake, but He regrets also believes that He Shikai did not dare to call the police, but how can there be no movement at all when someone dies in the family?

"Oh...... I remembered what you said, Shikai's child didn't know what's wrong, I heard that the spirit has not been very good in the past two days, and he is nervous, today Dalu and his wife took him to the county to see a doctor......" The old lady heard He regret asking, as if she remembered something, put down the bowl in her hand, and said with a regretful face.

"Wait a minute, you mean He Dalu is still alive?" He Cheng hurriedly interrupted the old lady's words, his mind full of horror.