Chapter 392: Broken Coffin...
There is also Xu Tie, whose hand was cut off by Ye Siming, who walked with a bloody broken arm, didn't look at me at all, and walked straight towards the old tung tree.
I also saw Wang Er, the second dog.
Without exception, they are all dead, but for some reason, they appear here strangely.
Seeing this, my whole body panicked.
Later, I found out that except for those who went up the mountain and died, the rest were the people who knelt on the bridge and kowtowed!
And there are only a lot more than before, and all the evil people appear here, but I glanced around, and I still found that there was one missing.
There is one less Liu Qiang.
It was also one of the ones who followed up the mountain.
But at the moment I didn't think about it at all, I looked at the situation in front of me, and the group of people lined up and walked past me without even looking at me.
At that time, I was already frightened, and I didn't dare to stop them at all, so I could only watch the group of people, one after another, approaching the paulownia tree.
Then repeat the posture and movements of the previous few people and start the collective suicide!.
One after another, without the slightest hesitation.
In just a few minutes, there were more than a dozen more corpses on the paulownia tree, and the number continued to grow.
It is difficult for people who have not experienced it to imagine what kind of picture this is, hanging themselves one after another, in the whole process, no one speaks, no one struggles, and everywhere reveals weirdness and horror.
Looking at the corpses full of trees, fluttering in the wind, the shock and horror in my heart could not be expressed in my body.
I just sat on the ground stupidly, looking at the corpses full of trees and stunned. From that moment on, I knew that things had gotten out of control.
I sat stupidly for a long time, until the sun set, and at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the village, blowing my hairs on end, and I was agitated, and I reacted instantly.
Faced with the corpses full of trees, I didn't dare to stop, and immediately returned to the old brick house.
The six requiems at the door were still there, and there was nothing abnormal, which made me somewhat relieved.
I looked at the two blood-red coffins in the room, I didn't dare to go in, I had a faint feeling that the weirdness of this blood coffin was definitely not lower than that of the old paulownia tree.
Thinking of this, I could only sit dryly at the door, hoping that nothing would happen tonight.
However, the reality is always crueler than the ideal, and when the sun goes down and the sky darkens, the whole village changes completely.
If it is said that Taiping Village in the day is a deserted village, it is a quiet, weird, and lifeless deserted village. Then at night, this deserted village is completely transformed into a ghost village, an eerie ghost village!
Under the light of the white moonlight, the whole village exuded a strange aura that made people chill in their hearts.
At this moment, the wind suddenly blew in the village, and gusts of yin wind whistled in the village, like a ghost crying wolf.
The deserted village, where you can smell the needles falling during the day, becomes particularly eerie and scary.
I sat on the threshold, my eyes wandering around, afraid that something would rush out of the dark room.
The wind grew stronger and stronger, and the whistling became more intense.
Many old wooden houses have been rattled by the blow, as if they are going to collapse at any moment.
I looked up and saw that the moonlight seemed to be much brighter, and it was a full moon.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a "bump" sound, which came from the wooden house opposite.
It seems to be a heavy impact. Although the moonlight was bright, it was dark inside the wooden house, and I couldn't see anything in the darkness of my fingers.