Chapter 560: The Bodhisattva Closes His Eyes and Doesn't Save the World...

But what really makes me awkward is the shape of this coffin, this coffin seems to be long, like a tumor, and a piece protrudes from the coffin board.

From a distance, it looks like a large coffin and half a small coffin. I was stunned and stunned for a long time.

"Girl, let's go, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave." The old man urged me beside me, and I stared at the small coffin that was exposed, and vaguely knew something.

"Dad, my dad is in there."

That's definitely what I thought, yes, two coffins, my father's lost soul was in one of the coffins, I trembled forward and was pulled by the old man.

"Today is a cloudy night, and it is a ghost swallowing the moon, even the moon tonight has been forcibly changed, this is a precursor to a great evil, plus this place is very evil, go, hurry up, otherwise it's too late."

The old man persuaded me, and I also felt that there was really something to come out of the corpse raising place now, and the coffin was trembling slightly.

The old man and I wanted to leave, but as soon as I moved, I felt a pair of eyes staring at me inside the green coffin, and it was a very strange feeling, although I couldn't see it.

Sometimes this immobility is a greater threat than immobility, because there is no telling what will happen next.

A reddish moon smeared in the black screen-like night sky, a bright red light poured into the world, and the black world was plated with a layer of red light veil.

Just as the old man and I were about to turn and flee, we saw a faint green light rising from the staggered tombstones and graveyards in the wilderness.

Countless figures actually stood at the head of the tomb, the black shadows overlapped, densely packed, and they all seemed to be carrying lanterns emitting green fire.

The sky was gloomy and miserable, and the deserted wilderness was now raising a cold wind, which was sad and chilling, like a ghost grinding his teeth and sucking blood next to his ears, which made people shudder.

The red moon glows with a fierce light, and the voice is bluff. The darkness seemed to have a huge ghost eye, groping with its hands, hanging its cries on the shadowy dead branches, and the hoarse wind tore at everything.

The old man also saw that the ghosts standing in the wilderness cemetery were all looking at the two of us, and the old man whispered: "Hundred ghosts walk at night, it seems that these dead things don't want us to leave." ”

The old man is old, and when he speaks, I feel that his body has become a lot more rickety.

This coyote ditch mass grave, now under the red moonlight, this lonely grave within a radius of several miles, there are countless figures, men and women, old and young.

They were all standing at the top of the grave, carrying lanterns that emitted green light, staring blankly at the two of us.

"Girl, you should also know about this thing under the corpse, that's right, it's Wang Qianqian, the daughter of the widow Wang, you should have guessed it, young husband, no, it should be your grandmother, Mrs. Ye's designated bridesmaid."

"This girl is special when she is alive, she has grievances when she dies, and she is made in this kind of place after she dies. The old man looked up at the sky, the red moon was even more eye-catching, and he said solemnly: "But tonight, I can't say for sure!" ”

The mountain paths, the barren land of the wilderness, the thick shadows, the knife can't cut it, and the needle can't pierce it.

I took a few steps ahead, as if I was swimming in the gloomy ocean floor. And the ghostly lights of the people on the mountain are like the phosphorescent light at the bottom of the sea.