When day replaced night and the sun shone brightly on the earth, everything seemed to return to normal.

There are a lot of houses in the eldest mother's house, there are four or five empty rooms, so Xu Zilin didn't squeeze into the same room with Han Feng last night, although he was afraid, he would not refuse if Han Feng said a word.

The light in the house is extremely dim, Xu Zilin doesn't know how the layout of the house here is like this, the huge room doesn't even have a single window, and it is already very pleasant under the bright sunlight outside, but the house is still dim and can't tell the difference between day and night.

With the feeling of the biological clock in his body, Xu Zilin felt that it was very likely to be early in the morning, he pushed open the squeaky wooden door, outside the wooden door was the hall in the inner room, the door of the hall was still closed, and there was still not much light coming in.

The house of the eldest lady's house is really not small, although the walls are full of cracks, it looks like it may collapse at any time, only to know that there is no hole in the sky when you enter the house, step on the threshold of the main entrance, first of all, there are more than 20 square meters of hall house, two coffins appear on the right side of the hall house as usual, stacked up and down, and some agricultural furniture placed on it is full of dust.

There is a door directly opposite the coffin, and in the door is the kitchen, and further into the kitchen, there is a back room, through which you can enter the old family's mud courtyard through the back door, and a pile of firewood is placed under the eaves of the back house.

As for the place where Han Feng and Xu Zilin slept, the old man said that it was called a guest room, and the overall terrain of the guest room was slightly higher than the main entrance hall with the coffin by half a meter.

In the middle of the guest room and the main entrance hall, there is a dirt floor of only about ten square meters, open air, and there are some white spots on the dirt that may be the poop of the poultry raised by the eldest lady.

There are two guest rooms, the one on the left is where Xu Zilin lives, the one on the right is where Han Feng lives, and there is a hall house between the two rooms.

The reason why Xu Ziling didn't choose Han Feng's room was because there was also a coffin in that room, which was facing the head of the bed.

Speaking of coffins, it is also exquisite, generally speaking, the traditional Chinese coffins are divided into red, white, black, gold and primary colors, red coffins are used for the elderly who are over eighty years old and die without illness, belonging to joy and mourning; The black coffin is generally suitable for untimely death caused by natural phenomena such as sickness, knife and gun mourning, suicide, or natural disasters; The white coffin is for some teenagers or unmarried women; The golden coffin is rare, and it is specially used for the emperor and general; As for the coffins in primary colors, they were used by ordinary poor people.

It stands to reason that the coffins here should be mostly primary colors, but along the way, I don't know what the villagers think, basically every coffin is rich black.

There is also a coffin in the inner hall, and on the left side of the coffin is a wooden ladder with an inclination of almost 45 degrees, through which you can walk to the compartment above the inner room, as for the compartment above it, Xu Zilin just glanced at it, even in broad daylight, he couldn't see his fingers, and he immediately dispelled the idea of going up to find out.

When he pushed open the inner hall, the bright sun was a little dizzy, Xu Zilin didn't expect that the sky was already bright, he looked at the room where Han Feng was asleep, it was not early, he estimated that Han Feng had already gone out.

In fact, when he walked out of the wooden door of the inner hall, he stood on the steps and saw Han Feng talking to the old lady.

The old lady spoke clearly, and the words she said were not so localized, Han Feng could roughly understand it, and after inquiring, she found out that the old lady was actually married from a distance, no wonder so.

"Old Han, you got up so early! Auntie early! Xu Zilin greeted the two.

Han Feng said with a smile: "It's better to get up early than to sleep well, Lao Xu, you slept until the morning, it seems that you had a good rest last night!" ”

Xu Zilin smiled bitterly and did not refute, only he knew the pain of last night, and he was thinking about the weird ** that he and Han Feng encountered along the way all night, the coffin placed in the figure of eight, the shadow of the whistling tree in the dark night, the lonely grave by the weir pond, and the cry of the woman in the wheat straw field...... This scene lingered in Xu Zilin's mind, and even when he was asleep, he did not let him go, and continued to appear in his dreams.

This night's tossing caused people to be depressed, and they fell asleep in a daze, wanting to wake up but couldn't wake up, until they suddenly woke up, where did they expect that it was already morning.

Han Feng and the eldest lady were chatting about some innocuous topics.

Xu Zilin only had time to take a closer look at the old lady at this time, and only then did he realize that in addition to having more wrinkles on her face, there was no difference from an ordinary old woman.

Xu Zilin's doubts in his heart were too big at this moment, and he couldn't help but ask, wanting to relieve the doubts that were pressing on his heart like a mountain one by one: "Auntie, why do you have so many coffins here?" ”

The old lady's voice is still old, but at this time, there is no longer the gloomy feeling of last night in her ears, and she said: "Eh, this is a place to make coffins, and there are not many coffins?" The villagers around here want to buy coffins, and they all come to buy them in the village. ”

"The princess's grave is a coffin !!"

Xu Zilin was stunned, and quickly relieved, no wonder there are so many coffins in this princess's tomb, so it makes perfect sense.

"Auntie, do you know that there is a woman's cry in the middle of the night in your bud valley?"

This is Xu Zilin's biggest doubt at the moment, just asking, he regretted it a little, how could he ask such an abrupt question?

Sure enough, the old lady's face changed, and she said unhappily: "Little girl, there are some things that can't be said nonsense, we make coffins in our village, and this is what we are most afraid of." ”

For Xu Zilin's title, the eldest lady said it quickly, mixed with some characteristics of local dialects, Xu Zilin listened to it sincerely, and hurriedly looked at Han Feng, but found that Han Feng had not heard it, and his heart was relieved.

Han Feng suddenly asked, "Auntie, are there any external disasters in our princess's grave?" For example, little devils, robbers, bandits and the like. ”

When the old lady heard this, her mouth without a few teeth grinned: "We have heard of the devils, but we have never seen them, bandits and robbers or something, they never dare to come to our village, they are afraid!" ”

Han Feng laughed, "Auntie, where does your village chief live?" The two of us wanted to visit him. ”

The eldest lady showed Han Feng the way, and the two politely refused the kindness of the eldest lady to let them stay for breakfast repeatedly, and walked towards the village chief's house.

Walking on the road, Han Feng suddenly asked, "Lao Xu, when you passed by the cornfield last night, did you really hear the woman's cry?" ”

Xu Zilin was silent for a moment, but still nodded.

"Do you remember last night when we passed by the lonely grave by the weir pond, I don't know who threw the stone in the water?"

"Didn't you lose that?"

"Do you think I'll lose it?" Han Feng asked with a smile.

Xu Zilin was shocked and said in disbelief: "What do you mean...... That's really not what you did? ”

"Of course not, in the middle of the night, it's a lonely grave and an old forest, how could I deliberately scare you, but then I was just afraid that you would be afraid, so I deliberately deceived you."

Xu Zilin's face turned pale: "What the hell is going on?" I absolutely don't believe in the existence of these things! ”

Han Feng smiled: "Of course it won't exist, as for what the hell is going on, when we see the village chief, everything will be understood." ”

"Hmm!"

The two of them unconsciously quickened their pace, and at this time, they looked around through the dawn, whether it was the coffin that looked terrible last night, or the gloomy earthen house, at this moment, it was just a normal cottage.

Xu Zilin sighed with emotion: "Maybe it's because we have a preconceived idea!" However, there is something terrible about this village. ”

Han Feng said with a smile: "Make coffins for people every day, there are coffins everywhere in the village, can you not be mad?" ”

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(Let's start a chapter in the morning!) The manuscript fee was sent, and I fainted from crying! I'm going to smoke a cigarette and cool down! ）