The woman was shaken back by the heat of the torch in my hand, and screamed so hard that she went into the darkness, but every time she hid in the darkness I quickly approached with the torch.

Several times the woman rushed at me in a fit of rage and desperate attempts to tear me to pieces, but she was forced back by the torch in my hand.

I found that in the light of the fire the woman had manifested a prototype, her whole body was distorted, her face was burned with black charcoal, her chin was a hole, and only Bai Sen's teeth hung in her mouth.

She died because of the fire, because she couldn't stand the heat of the torch, and like this, the ghost who is not really deep is afraid of the light.

The woman hid in the darkness one by one, and finally had no choice, and her limbs fell to the ground like a black monkey and turned into a black shadow and burrowed into the back room of the ruined ancestral hall.

I know very well that I want you to die while you are sick.

In a hurry, I picked up a handful of straw from the ground and lit it and chased after it, but when I turned to the dilapidated house behind the old ancestral hall, I was stunned.

There were a lot of canvases hanging in it, like white strips stuck in the graves.

I ran over and held the torches, and the wind shook the canvases like ghost hands with teeth and claws, but the woman was not visible in them.

She must have been hiding in that dark corner of this ancestral hall.

I knew it wasn't suitable for this shabby and dark back room, and I didn't know if I would touch the canvases with a torch and burn down the whole old ancestral hall.

Although I don't mind.

But when I think about it, this old ancestral hall is next to the back mountain, if the deep mountains and old forests are lit, the rest of my life will be over, and then this old ancestral hall holds the spiritual seats of many ancestors in the village.

Burned for the ancestors of other people's families.

I was afraid that I would provoke the anger of the people, so I was about to leave the house, but in the midst of the shaking of the hanging canvas, I could faintly see a rectangular thing in the middle of the back room.

I poked the torch forward a little.

Then I saw clearly that there was a coffin in the back room, a red coffin, with many patterns and incomprehensible lines painted on it.

I don't feel right.

Because the coffin was very new, and the red color was dazzling in the firelight, I felt tired, but I didn't dare to go up to see it, so I quickly shrank my neck and stepped back, and I walked quickly towards the door of the ancestral hall.

As a result, the door was locked from the outside.

I knew that the woman in this ancestral hall must be hiding in a dark corner, and maybe she would throw herself out when my torch was extinguished, and my heart was beating so hard.

But I came up with a plan, I went to make a pile of scattered straw on the floor of the ancestral hall with my hands, and wanted to light it and smash the window with a wooden stick.

But before I could order it, I suddenly felt a gust of wind blow up in the room, and the only candle left on the table was blown out.

Then there was a movement overhead.

I jerked my head and saw the woman hanging from the beam of the ancestral hall above my head, but she looked in pain.

She struggled, and I saw her big belly rolling weirdly.

My heart shook, and a fearful thought came out of my heart.

This woman, she ...... It's not going to be born, is it?

I took a deep breath, and as soon as the thought came to me, I suddenly heard a baby's smirk, not from the top of my head, but from all corners of the old ancestral hall.

"It's broken."

I secretly said in my heart that this is in trouble, isn't this situation the murderer written in my grandmother's books?