There is still a fence outside this house, but I don't know how many years have passed, and even the fence is mottled and green. Zhao San kicked down a large piece of bamboo directly, and several people walked quickly to the front of the house.

The red-brick house was as old as the fence, covered in moss, but the workmanship was relatively delicate, and after so many years, there seemed to be no significant damage to the surface.

Zhao San pushed open the wooden door that had already decayed, and a thick smell of dust rushed to his face, choking Zhang Meng couldn't help coughing a few times, and there were faint echoes in the room.

Looking at the black room, Zhang Meng couldn't help but feel a little weak, he saw Zhao San enter the door before he followed behind.

"Fuck, these fire folds won't work!" Zhao San threw away the wet fire fold in his hand and said with some annoyance. He tossed a glow stick to the ground, and after a few hits, the stick lit up faintly.

Zhang Meng only felt that a face shrank in front of him, this time it was extremely real, the hairs on his body stood up almost instantly, and his body was half cold.

But when he took a closer look, he didn't find anything, and saw Zhao San's face as usual. Zhang Meng couldn't help muttering, strange, could it be that he was wrong.

The layout of this room is very strange, a room of forty or fifty square meters is actually split into two sections, and a wall is blocked in the middle, revealing an arched doorway. Zhang Meng also threw a glow stick into it like Zhao San, and when the glow stick lit up, he almost jumped up directly.

Half of the coffin was exposed in the arched doorway, and it didn't seem to be covered with a lid!

"What are you afraid of, it's just a coffin board, what's so strange." Zhao San was frightened when he saw Zhang Meng, and he said disdainfully.

"Who...... Who said I was scared! "Zhang Meng is still a dead duck with a hard mouth.

A few people rummaged through it, but the sick man took out a lighter wrapped in a plastic bag from his bag, and the sick man picked up a rotten wooden stool in the house, and finally made a fire.

Under the light of the fire, Zhang Meng was not so afraid, several people took off their wet clothes and put them around to dry, this rain down, all the clothes they brought were soaked, if they didn't dry it, I am afraid they would have to go home in a few days.

"How do you know about this house, Fauber?" Zhang Meng poked his hands and asked strangely.

"Alas, this house is also a murderous house, when I was more than seven or eight years old, I followed an uncle in the family to hunt, and I stumbled upon this place, and my uncle said to go inside to see if there were any good things left, so I ran to pick fruit for fun, and did not go in. More than ten days after I went back, my uncle didn't know what was going on, and he chopped his son into meat with a kitchen knife! Four or five men couldn't hold him, and he said that this man was not his son, but someone who wanted to harm him. ”

The more Zhang Meng listened, the more frightened he became, he hurriedly moved a few steps towards the fire, and continued to listen to Fubo.

"Later, my grandmother invited a feng shui family to come here to take a look, and the old man said that this is a big murderous house, and someone in the house died tragically, and my uncle moved something unclean in it, so it will be evil! So I have a deep impression of this place, I haven't been here for decades, but I didn't expect to follow in my uncle's footsteps today. ”

"Then why don't we go out?" Zhang Meng shuddered a few times when he heard this, and he said curtly.

Zhao San glared at him: "Coward, here is sheltered from the wind and rain, you don't want to run anywhere, wait for a thunderbolt to kill you, a stupid boy!" ”

"Haha, these predecessors have said a lot of letters. In my opinion, it is very likely that your uncle is messing with the furnishings of the house and provoking some psychedelic animals, such as foxes, weasels, and so on. This will be crazy, I have seen a lot of this kind of method, I want to see, Chen Ye is sleeping here today, which blind beast dares to provoke me! ”

Chen Cripple sneered and said that he was originally an atheist, and he had always scoffed at the theory of ghosts and gods.

"Well, but it's better not to go to the house, we borrowed someone's house, and it's not kind to disturb them again." Zhao San nodded and said.

"Third uncle, if you block that door, this half of the coffin is really scary to look at......" Zhang Meng said with palpitations.

Zhao San yawned and smiled strangely: "Don't go, I haven't fought for several years, seeing this board is like seeing a relative, I can't sleep if I can't see it." ”

Zhang Meng couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, knowing that Zhao San would not do these things, he could only pull the two big bags over and put them a few meters in front of the arched door, so that he would not see the coffin.

At this moment, a cold wind mixed with raindrops blew into the room, and several people shivered at the same time.

"The climate in this mountain is two extremes, it was very hot just now, and now it has dropped by at least seven or eight degrees. The rain won't stop for a while, so I think I'd better go collect some dry firewood, or we'll freeze to death tonight!" Zhao San scolded and scolded.

Fortunately, I put two raincoats in the package when I came, otherwise I would have to go out with the rain like soybeans.

"I'll go too, it's not good to pick up firewood in this kind of weather, let's go our separate ways, gather in an hour, and pick up as many as you want......" Chen Cripple thought about it and stood up.

"It's better for the two of you to bring the flare gun, the reputation of this Devil's Mountain is not very good, there are ghosts everywhere, and if you get lost, you can let us know the location!" Fauber reminded.

"Haha, I, Zhao San, have debuted for so many years, and I haven't gotten lost yet, and we only pick up some firewood around here, so what's wrong!"

Zhang Meng took a few bullets and stuffed them into Zhao San's pocket, and put the two flare guns he brought over on his and Chen Cripple's hands, looking at Zhang Meng's determined face, Zhao San knew that Zhang Meng was worried about their safety, so he no longer insisted.

Fauber smoked a dry cigarette and slammed the smell in the house, but the sick man did not speak. After Zhao San and Chen Cripple left, the room was a lot quieter.

"Fauber, when do you think this rain will fall?" Zhang Meng looked at the sky through the door buckle, the sky was dark and dreary at this time, only a little dim light, he looked at the pocket watch, it was only four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

"It's hard to say, the rain in the mountains, as the saying goes, is more unpredictable than the mood of a child, there is enough humidity here, sometimes the next few days and nights are normal, now pray for some wind, the black clouds will be blown away quickly, and it will naturally be clear."

"There won't be any danger in the mountains, will it?"

Zhang Meng looked at Mao Lin, who could barely see his fingers, and asked with some concern.

"Don't worry, Ah Meng, you don't know your third uncle and Uncle Chen's skills, and they can't help this forest." The sick man said with a smile, and he took a small stick and poked the fire, and threw a few pieces of firewood down to make the fire burn a little stronger.

Time passed minute by minute, and Fauber seemed to be a little restless, he looked at Zhang Meng's pocket watch from time to time, and seemed to be more and more worried.

"Fauber, what's the matter?"

Fauber shook his head, seeing that the sick man did not speak.

"Just say it!" The sick ghost knew that Fauber was still a little afraid of him.

"Alas, I just had a bad premonition, I was naughty at that time, although my uncle had an accident, although my family repeatedly warned me not to come to this Devil's Mountain again, once I sneaked to the mountains to pick wild fruits, it was also encountered this kind of weather, that time I completely lost my direction, running around in the woods, and I heard a very strange sound!"

"What sound?" Zhang Meng asked curiously.