Just when I thought she was going to be crushed to death by the coffin, the coffin actually bounced back in an inhuman way, as if it had hit some invisible wall. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Gillian narrowly avoided the impact, she stood beside me and touched her chest with palpitations and said, "What's the matter? ”

I spread my hands and said I didn't know, but I froze as soon as I looked up. The humanoid mark that appeared on the top of his head disappeared unconsciously. It dissipated so completely that it was hard to feel the wetness and coldness on the touch.

I threw an inquiring look at Gillian, who shook her head and said she didn't know. At this moment, Lao Yang's rough voice came from outside the window: "." What the hell, who put this thing in this place? As he spoke, he approached and opened the back door of the car, and when I got out of the car and saw the scene in front of me, I was also surprised.

The van happened to come to a crossroads, this cross is too formal, it seems to be drawn by a person with a ruler, anyway, it is always a little weird and unsettling in the eyes. But the most terrifying thing is not this intersection, but what is pressed under the van.

I saw that one of the wheels of the van was deflated, and the body seemed to be standing on a slope and leaning to the side. And under the suffocated wheel, a paper man was crushed like a real person, just exposing a shoulder and a head. The lifelike eyebrows happened to be looking at me, and there was a red cardboard box behind it.

"What is this?" I asked Lao Yang.

"It's really ****** unlucky, I actually ran into a secret marriage, and let Lao Tzu be crushed to death." Lao Yang said, spitting to the side. I leaned down and dragged the paper man out from under the wheels. This drag, the paper figure was immediately torn in two by me, and only half of his body was torn off by me.

The cardboard box on its back was also taken out, and the red box was boxy and the size of an urn. There is a palanquin-like spire above, and the four corners are covered with red notes, which are always full of weirdness as the night wind keeps swaying.

I tore the red note off, revealing a small mahogany box. The dragon and phoenix are carved on it, and it is not an ordinary product at first glance, and it is said that it is an antique or a work of art, but in my eyes it is a complete treasure. Since the box is all treasures, isn't the contents even more paper money?

My hand pressed down on the box at once, ready to see what was inside. But just as I wanted to open it, a yin wind suddenly blew from all directions, and a tornado made by a half-man suddenly formed in front of my eyes, whirring and whirring, without the slightest intention of leaving.

Suddenly, a wawy voice came, and my cousin's huge figure suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. It was lying prone on its front half, its front paws scratching on the ground, its eyes glaring, and its mouth whining in danger.

The scene came so suddenly that I didn't even know what was wrong. Lao Yang walked up to me with a very pale face, snatched the red box from my hand, and took off his coat and wrapped it tightly.

The spinning tornado slowly subsided, and the cousin slowly returned to normal, but its eyes still showed a look of fear from time to time when it saw what Lao Yang had in his hand.

"The car broke down in the middle of nowhere, so we'll have to spend the night here tonight." Lao Yang said, fixing his eyes on me. Not only that, Gillian got out of the car, the Mai woman came from the front, and even my cousin looked at me with strange eyes.

I even wondered if I was carrying a headless ghost behind my back and being stared at like this.

"Take your luggage and set up camp." As I spoke, I habitually looked towards the roof of the van, only to see a large black coffin occupying all the places where I had put my luggage, and where there was still half a piece of luggage.

I smiled awkwardly and said, "We're really going to sleep in the wilderness now." ”

"Nope. Judging from the map, there should be a small village nearby, and we can go and spend the night. Gillian smiled at me and relieved me of the embarrassment.

Lao Yang lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Of course there is a village around here, otherwise where did this thing come from?" He said, fluffing the bag in his hand. I have a feeling that something might happen tonight.

Gillian looked at the map and led us in a direction to choose. The cousin was left next to the car, and he was in charge of guarding the two coffins. This is also Lao Yang's boldness, in case something goes wrong, his cousin is not an almighty divine beast.

It didn't take long to walk, and the night behind it covered everything. The sound of the wind accompanied the moon, which seemed quiet and serene at this moment. Three o'clock in the middle of the night is a beautiful moment, and for ordinary people, they should have fallen into a deep sleep a long time ago.

I saw the so-called little village from afar, because it was brightly lit and somewhat similar to the city that never sleeps in the big city. But behind the bright lights was a quiet mist, without the slightest movement or human voice. The clouds and mist are like smoke, but the eerie silence makes it difficult to feel close in the heart.

No matter how you look at it, this is a village full of dangers. Lao Yang waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, and then led us closer. First a small stream crossed along the road, and then a small bridge appeared. The bridge is made of stone and looks full of antique atmosphere. If you come here during the day, it may be a paradise scene, but at three o'clock in the morning, it is quiet and brightly lit, and the green smoke is swirling, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be a ghost.

When I stepped on the bridge, I finally saw the first person in the village. It was a woman, an old woman, disheveled, miniaturized like a zombie. But she was moving, turning over a fire in front of her, and there were papers in the fire, and there were green blades of grass.

"Auntie, we are tourists, and we want to stay overnight." Lao Yang went up and greeted politely. The woman raised her head, but at the moment of raising her head, Lao Yang was so frightened that she took three steps back before she stopped her steps.

This woman's face is terrifying, no different from the legendary ghosts. Gray hair spread down his cheeks, a pair of cloudy eyes were shining with an oozing sheen, yellowed teeth were bared outward, and his face was full of horrible wrinkles. And the most unbearable thing is that there is no nose on this face, and two deep black holes are filled under the eyes, as if they have been flattened with a knife.

"Tourists? Hmph, there are tourists in the middle of the night? The old woman said, turning the fire in front of her, her eyes constantly looking around, as if she was afraid that a terrible ghost would emerge from the dark and gloomy forest.

It was the first time I saw Lao Yang deflated, and I couldn't help laughing out loud. But when I looked back, I realized that none of the two women behind me were smiling, and even the expressions on their faces were stiff.

"What's wrong?" I asked Gillian.