The coffin-carrying operation, which began at eight o'clock, could have been completely ended in an hour and a half, but now it was late at night.

It was ten o'clock, and strange things and many changes along the way were endless.

On the way to Chen Huanxi's grave, in front of the penultimate main grave, the four executors and Uncle Chen now have very ugly faces.

The scene was a mess, the dark and deep coffin was lying quietly in place, and there was a deep pit not far from the cemetery that could not be seen at a glance, as if all light sources would be ruthlessly swallowed up there!

Nameless's face was pale, and he lay on the edge of the pit with weak breathing, not moving, and if it weren't for the slight heaving of his chest, he would look like a dead man!

Rong Chuan had completely rested, sitting not far from the nameless, with palpitations in his eyes for the rest of his life.

By his side, John had already bandaged the wound on his hand with a rag at this time, but his face was pale, and he had lost a lot of physical strength, plus he had lost a lot of blood just now, and his lips were a little pale at this time, leaning on a tree trunk to trim.

Huang Hui was still slumped in front of the tombstone, her eyes had dilated, and she looked nervously at her wrist wound from time to time.

There was a five-centimeter-long wound, and even layers of blood vessels could be seen, but there was not a single trace of blood coming out, and she didn't feel any pain at all, as if she had lost all sense.

The original dark cyan tombstone was already stained with blood at this time and turned scarlet, especially the original white inscription, which was already soaked with viscous blood at this time, which looked extremely weird.

Two hours, a seemingly simple coffin lifting, but the price paid was too great.

Nameless was seriously injured and fell into a coma, Rong Chuan's body was also severely damaged, Huang Hui was mentally disturbed, but it was John, but his physical strength was lost too much, and he was the one in the best situation.

Rong Chuan looked at Nameless, who had been asleep for more than ten minutes in front of him, and there was some urgency in his eyes, Nameless could no longer continue to command, and now this mess was all up to these newcomers, Huang Hui couldn't count on it.

He looked at his watch, which was now almost half past ten, and turned his head to look at John, "How are you doing?" ”

Now the only ones who can speak are the two of them.

Hearing this, John shook his head slowly, then supported the ground with his arms, reluctantly got up from the ground, and walked in the direction of Rong Chuan with floating steps, saying as he walked: "I'm okay, how do we act next?" ”

Rong Chuan sighed, he really wanted to call Xu Lang, but the coffin carrying operation was still not over, because this was only the penultimate main tomb.

There is still one last main grave left before the coffin is buried, but they are now out of paper money!

The last three pieces of paper money left in Nameless's arms, after rescuing him, were found to have turned into a mess of shredded paper.

Rong Chuan touched the slag above the screen of his mobile phone, he was originally worried that the mobile phone would be crushed, but now he was relieved to see that the screen could still light up normally.

Then I dialed Xu Lang's phone number, the signal in the mountainous area was not good, and the bell rang for a long time before it finally showed that it was dialing.

Rong Chuan took a deep breath and waited quietly, but over time, he found that there was no response on the other end of the phone!

He glanced at his phone suspiciously, showing that it was being dialed, but Xu Lang didn't respond for a long time, which made him feel a little bad.

During the mission, although everyone's mobile phone is habitually set to silent mode, there is no reason why they will not answer the call for such a long time.

Could it be that Xu Lang's side is also in danger?

Rong Chuan looked a little stunned, after all, in his opinion, he was now in the early stage of the mission, and with Xu Lang's ability, it stands to reason that there should not be too much crisis.

What he didn't know was that as early as twenty minutes ago, Nameless had called Xu Lang.

And that phone call, Xu Lang also didn't connect!

In other words, Xu Lang's side was completely lost for at least twenty minutes!

Broken! Broken!

Rong Chuan called Gu Chunxia again, but the situation was the same as Xu Lang's, and no one answered at all.

He finally realized that something was wrong.

Carrying the coffin...... Is this a trap that deliberately separates the executors?

Rong Chuan faintly felt that there was a gust of wind blowing behind him, which made his back cold, and at the same time that his heart was tight, he turned his head suddenly!

Behind him, it was the pitch-black coffin that he had been suspicious and wary of all the way!

At this time, the coffin was quietly placed on the ground, and although there were frequent accidents around it during this time, the coffin itself never had any abnormality.

This is also the reason why although Rong Chuan was suspicious, he never spoke out the uneasiness in his heart urgently.

He slowly got up from the ground and came to the coffin, where he began to take a closer look at this extremely important object for the first time.

The group of four of them paid a terrible price for this coffin, but so far, they have not really explored the coffin itself.

Rong Chuan squinted his eyes slightly, and began to observe the surroundings of the coffin inch by inch, and at first glance he found that the coffin was pressed against the loess, and there were already subtle grooves.

This shows that the weight of the coffin itself has flattened the thin layer of clay in the loess.

This made Rong Chuan more convinced of his original guess.

The coffin is really heavier!

At the very beginning of carrying the coffin, he had a feeling that this coffin was too light!

Although he has no experience in carrying coffins in his life, he has never eaten pork and watched pigs run. 180

A coffin is at least twenty or thirty pounds, and a dead corpse, even if it is a twilight old man, should weigh eighty or ninety pounds.

Taken together, that is to say, they should bear the weight of one hundred and twenty or thirty pounds!

But when he first lifted the coffin, he felt that the whole coffin was a little light, and even Huang Hui, such a weak woman, seemed extremely relaxed.

Rong Chuan felt that it was almost effortless.

But over time, the weight of this coffin has increased almost exponentially!

It's like ...... One more living person in the coffin?

Yes, that's how it feels!

Rong Chuan stroked the cold touch of the coffin board, and quietly looked at Uncle Chen, who was resting with his eyes closed.

His face looked a little hesitant, as if he was weighing something, but he gritted his teeth one last time.

I saw that he slowly took out a dagger from behind his waist that he had always hidden, which was something that almost all executors had to carry when participating in the mission, and it had become a customary practice.

The newly opened blade shimmered in the moonlight, and it was obvious that it was an extremely sharp knife.

Rong Chuan took a deep breath, his next move was likely to directly affect the operation of carrying the coffin, but now everything was at an impasse.

Now that the four executors have been injured and injured, he has completely endured the unknown of what is inside the coffin to the limit!

He didn't allow it, and until now the executor still doesn't know what he has to continue to carry at such a great cost!

Rong Chuan's eyes flashed with a hint of madness, now he should have had a "disease" according to what Uncle Chen said, although the illness has not yet occurred, but he has already learned from Huang Hui's past.

Even in his opinion, Huang Hui was relatively lucky, because of the loss of calves and limited movement due to nameless violation of the rules, she just turned into a blood-clotting monster.

And Rong Chuan couldn't guess what the consequences of his illness would be!

So, now he can do things while he can still solve this puzzle that he has been haunting about!

Rong Chuan no longer hesitated, clenched the dagger, stabbed the tip of the knife into the junction of the coffin, and then slashed down with the knife in both hands!

Sting!

The vertical edge of the coffin revealed a small slit, and the two wooden coffin boards suddenly separated, although the gap was not large, but it was enough to insert a sharp knife into it!

Rong Chuan's actions here, in the quiet cemetery, are no less than a thunderclap!

John turned his head suddenly, and Huang Hui was no longer stunned, and began to stand up from the tombstone.

And Uncle Chen, almost the moment Rong Chuan's sharp knife was inserted into the coffin, he reacted, from the original state of closing his eyes and recuperating his mind abruptly, and the whole person's temperament began to become ruthless and hideous.

His face was gloomy and frightening, and a pair of horizontal eyes were aimed at the direction of Rong Chuan!

Rong Chuan knew that now that he had violated the rules of carrying the coffin, now that the dead end had been triggered, it was no longer possible to taboo so much, and he was fed up with carrying such an unknown and dangerous coffin.

With a horizontal heart, he ignored Uncle Chen's horizontal eyebrows, raised his hand and aimed the blade at the gap, and plunged the dagger into the coffin!

And at this moment, a chilling scream roared out of the coffin, as if Rong Chuan's knife had pierced into the body of a living person!

Everyone's hearts trembled at the same time when they heard this scream.

Rong Chuan never expected that such a change would occur when this knife went down, he didn't even have time to pull out the knife, so he was so frightened that he fell backwards again and again, and then saw the coffin inside, and began to struggle violently.

And a stream of hot and sticky blood began to flow out of the cracks of the coffin, which had been broken!

There's really a living person inside!

And listening to the voice, it was an older man at all, Chen Huanxi, who was supposed to die!

Rong Chuan looked at Uncle Chen suddenly, he understood!

While realizing that there was a living person inside the coffin, he looked at the blood-stained tombstone, the inscription that had turned red.

"Chen Huanji", this name, is simply the stroke of the three words "Chen Huanxi" that are not fully written!

This is the real tomb where they are going to be buried, dripping blood......

Could it be that this is the sacrifice of the Peach Blossom Spring Festival?

Uncle Chen's face was extremely terrifying, his white beard shook violently, his whole temperament was gloomy and dark, and a feeling of not belonging to a living person permeated around him.

John and Huang Hui also realized that something was wrong at this time, and began to move closer to Rong Chuan, and John also carried the nameless behind him.

The three of them gathered together, Rong Chuan's face turned pale, he raised his arm tremblingly, pointed to Uncle Chen, who was constantly approaching them, and said word by word:

"The meaning of the resurrection of the dead is actually like this, it turns out that you are using us to bring back the dead! This is the real Peach Blossom Spring Festival! ”

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PS: I was fascinated by today's game, Taobo was too dangerous, I was shown sit-ups, my heart was pounding, but fortunately I won in the end.

After watching the game, come and see the meeting, a good life, and a happy weekend!

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