The wind is cold, but it is even more desperate to see the confetti coming out of the roadside three times in a row, and there is no goods to be found, and the empty and lonely seems to be a forgotten corner of history.

The more I went to Coyote Gully, the more uncomfortable my heart became, I was afraid and panicked, and all kinds of emotions were mixed so that I couldn't move.

If I go to the mass grave and see Zhong Baiheng's body there, I see that all the people in our village are dead there.

What would I do, and these are probably because of me, the most direct reason is because of our family.

My grandma, my mom, my dad, my grandpa!?

In short, our family has become the culprit, if Zhong Bai is lying in the cemetery, covered in blood, how should I face it!?

The heavy footsteps seemed to be going to the grave, and when I was about to reach the mass grave, as far as the eye could see, there were floating white paper figures everywhere, like soul flags.

The smell of death came to my face, and I felt a little frightened from such a distance.

But I feel a little strange, there are a lot of paper figures, white pressed, snowflakes and wool all over the cemetery, as if wrapped in a layer of filial piety cloth, but what about the people of our village.

There were so many people with me last night, why didn't there be a shadow?

I've seen paper figurines hook souls, which has subverted my worldview, and last night the paper figurines were going to bury the village.

It breaks my heart, but if you tell me that there is not even a body left when someone in our village dies, I can't accept it.

When I was really in this world of mourning clothes, I felt that my legs were all weak, and there were paper figures everywhere, all of them were torn, but those straight eyes would be cast in the gap between the graveyard from time to time.

It seemed to be smiling at me, and I felt that this thing was more frustrating than anything I saw at night.

I walked a few steps in the cemetery in a trembling voice, what about the people in the village, Zhong Bai? Why is no one gone?

I looked up and saw a black coffin in the white, which was a little rotten, but it was the only place where it was not stained by paper figures.

The black coffin was in the middle of this mass graveyard, there were no paper figures around the coffin, it was empty, although there was a distance, but I recognized it at a glance.

This is the coffin where my grandfather was buried.

Because this coffin was dug up by me and the old man, but it was on the eastern periphery of the cemetery that day, but now it is in the very center of the whole cemetery.

It's wicked.

I groaned, plucking up the courage to walk slowly towards the coffin, before I could get closer.

Brush!

Under my nose, under the blue sky and clear sky, a hand stretched out from the coffin.

I was already drumming in my heart, but when I saw this sudden outstretched hand, I was so frightened that I stumbled and slipped and fell on a grave next to me.

I was in a dilemma, sitting on the ground and just happened to be hooked by a paper man's hand, I was startled, thinking that the paper man had caught me, and I was about to scream.

But suddenly my mouth was covered, and then I was dragged down, yes, it was underground, and I thought to myself, this is the rhythm that will be dragged into the grave!

But the man who grabbed me was so strong that I didn't even hum, and I was dragged straight to the grave.

The coffin in the middle of the cemetery could be seen in this place, and after the hand was stretched out, a person slowly leaned out from it, but it was a body, without a head.

I saw that tears came out of my body, and I just wanted to open my mouth to cry, but my throat was blocked by something, it was Zhong Bai! That's Zhong Bai!

He's headless!