I did as the old man instructed, put the black charm on the door, and then came in, and then the old man discussed something with everyone.

There are so many villagers now that one house will definitely not fit in one house.

The old man took some of the villagers to the opposite house.

This is equivalent to me and the old man being divided into two groups, I have experienced too much during this time, in fact, I am not too afraid, but the villagers are different.

Because I'm a half-ass, I don't want to stay in my side of the house.

Later, it was assigned by the old man, but what I didn't expect was that the village party secretary, who had always been as timid as a mouse, took the initiative to stay, saying that he was not worried about my side, and he, as the village party secretary, had to take responsibility.

He stayed here with me to take care of the villagers.

Night fell quickly, and the ghost village, which was quiet during the day, gradually moved at this moment.

At this time, the village party secretary suddenly went out under the pretext of urgency.

Time passed little by little, and the wind outside the house gradually rose, blowing whirring, like a ghost crying wolf.

Everyone looked nervous and snuggled up to each other and squatted in the corner, trying to stay away from the blood coffin.

To be honest, I'm a little curious about the old man's intentions, why did he have to choose the blood coffin room?

While he was thinking about it, there was a sudden knock on the door......

The sound was soft, and it stopped after a few taps.

Through the crack in the door, I noticed a person standing outside, I listened intently, but the other person did not respond, stood for a few seconds and then left.

I'm a little strange, but it's not right to think about it, it's a big night, the wind is gusting outside, and few people have the courage to go out.

After a while, there was another knock on the door outside, and I didn't dare to make a sound, and again, there was still no response outside, and I left in a few seconds.

Who the hell is knocking on the door?

Although it was only two knocks on the door, the group of people in the room were already frightened, and the light of the candle beating on the face made people even more uneasy.

When the third knock on the door rang, the village party secretary looked at me a little wary, and I shook my head to signal that I would not speak.

Seeing that no one responded, the person outside didn't leave, and kept knocking on the door, knocking a few times every few seconds, for more than ten minutes, before leaving.

Because I have the most contact with the old man, when this kind of thing happens, the villagers who have no master of the six gods have no old man's help, so they put their hopes on me.

The village party secretary asked me in a whisper what was going on.

I frowned and said, "It stands to reason that there is a town house charm, and generally yin and evil people dare not approach, but this thing that knocks on the door seems to be not afraid of the town house charm." ”

Not afraid of the town house charm?

Could it really be that someone is knocking on the door? But the question is, who will knock on the door at night in this situation?

And behaving so weirdly, not saying a word.

After I said this, the village party secretary shrunk his neck, curled up and squatted aside without speaking, and his face was a little unpleasant.

Just as I was thinking, there was another knock on the door, this time it was not us, but the door of the opposite house, and someone was knocking on the opposite door.

Faintly, I heard someone on the other side ask a question, and then the knocking on the door stopped.

The second time was the same situation, when the third time I knocked on the door, there were two people on the other side who couldn't stand it and scolded a few words.

But then, everything went calm and nothing happened.

Except for the whirring of the wind, there was no sound since, which surprised me.

But thinking that there is a town house charm, my heart is also a lot more stable.

I don't know how long later, I was dazed and heard someone knock on the door again.

Before I could open my eyes, I heard the village party secretary ask who it was, and the old man's voice soon sounded outside the door: "It's me, open the door for me." ”

The village party secretary answered, stood up and walked towards the door.