It's calm now, but I'm not sure you'll be able to cut me in a moment.

And my inner sense of crisis about this coffin is getting heavier and heavier, I don't dare to go up to see it, but my intuition tells me not to get close, once I go over to see it, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out.

"The old man told me that the contents of the coffin had left, and now it seems that there was no such thing at all," I murmured inwardly.

Thinking of this, I didn't dare to stay for long, leaning against the wall, and moved towards the door step by step. Now I just want to get out of here and find a safe place to hide until dawn. This deserted village is completely two worlds by day and by night.

During the day, it was desolate, and there was not even anything moving.

And at night, it becomes a ghost village entirely, and all kinds of strange things run out.

I'd rather go into the mountains and find a place to hide than stay in this ghost village for long, God knows if anything will come out in a while.

With a nervous mood, he walked out of the door step by step, but fortunately, the blood coffin did not change much.

After going out, I was so nervous that I looked left and right, for fear that the feet standing in the door in the dark room on both sides would step out again.

Maybe I was frightened by the blood coffin just now, but when I came out, my feet in the dark room still didn't move, which gave me a sigh of relief.

I walked lightly towards the entrance of the village with my neck bent, trying to get out of here as soon as possible.

Because most of my eyes stayed on the dark houses on both sides, I didn't look at the road much, and I walked and walked, and when I looked up, I was stunned.

What stood in front of me was not the road at the entrance of the village, nor the arched bridge, but a tree, a paulownia tree with interlaced branches!

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the shadow refracted by the paulownia tree looked very terrifying.

The most bizarre thing is that there are dozens of corpses hanging on this tree, some high and some low, swaying with the wind, and with each swing, the branches hanging the corpses will "creak".

Around the paulownia tree, not a single inch of grass grows, and even the land is reddish-brown.

Looking at the tall paulownia tree and the corpses full of trees, I was so frightened that I took a few steps back, and I was terrified for a while.

What's going on? How did I get here? I walked in the direction of the entrance of the village just now, how did I come to the end of the village?

I looked back, and although I could barely see by moonlight, it was night after all, and the road was crooked and obstructed by houses, so I couldn't see anything when I turned my head, only a few dark houses standing around the corner of the village road.

Could it be that I didn't pay attention when I went out just now and got the wrong direction?

I swallowed my saliva and looked at the corpses full of trees, and I always felt panicked.

Luckily, I stopped just in time to die, and if I had stepped in, I wasn't sure what would have happened.

I didn't dare to stay long, so I turned around and continued walking, walking in the direction of the entrance of the village.

Because I was still apprehensive about what I had just done, I walked fast this time, and after turning a corner, I didn't stop.

But as I walked, I was suddenly stunned.

Because I noticed that on the road directly in front of me, a vague outline appeared, like a tree.

It can't be so evil, right?

I was so nervous that I continued to walk, and when I got close and saw the situation clearly, I was so frightened that my body trembled, and cold sweat broke out.

Standing in front of me was the paulownia tree, the paulownia tree with corpses and branches.

How so? I obviously walked forward, why did I go to the end of the village again?

I looked at the paulownia tree in a daze, and my heart was extremely shocked.

At this time, I finally realized that something was wrong, but I was not reconciled. I plucked up my courage and turned away without believing in evil. This time, I walked fast, almost trotting.

Ran to the middle of the village, made a small turn, and continued on his way.