I looked at Lao Yan's eyes, and my heart trembled for the first time.

This guy usually has a tight face.

At this moment, my face is hideous, but it really makes me a little frightened.

He yelled at me.

In the sockets, the bloodshot eyes were wide and round, almost staring at the feeling of blood.

I knew he must have realized some danger.

That's why they're so desperate, calling me to leave.

"Is that the coffin?"

I thought to myself, and held the small black jar tightly in my arms.

There were two yellow paper charms on it, with a little dirt, attached to the lid of the jar.

In the dark.

I followed him and ran towards where the "minecart" had just been.

But there was no light here, and I could barely make out the direction.

The sound of his footsteps grew farther and farther away.

I was a little anxious, but I couldn't do anything about it.

Anyway, I won't live long.

Dying here is just a destiny given to me by God.

Just when I was dying.

A big and powerful hand instantly dragged me up from the darkness.

I know, that's Lao Yan.

Although this guy is meticulous in his work, he became a young policeman and detective at the moment when he died.

I could tell that he was very emotional.

He pulled out his lighter and illuminated the light in front of him, and we were in the last compartment of the minecart.

The visible range of light is very limited.

The iron cart under his feet resembles a coal cart used for mining in the seventies and eighties, and the locomotive is a small steam train at the front.

I don't know why Lao Yan has to emphasize that I don't want to look at the contents of the coffin.

But it wasn't until the next moment that the "minecart" began to move gradually.

I realized that he was right.

With the minecart under his feet, suddenly it was running again.

The light in front of me suddenly lit up.

It's very empty, but it's huge.

The tall chandelier overhead flickered and fell the light curtain.

Shook me so hard that I couldn't open my eyes.

"TM, it's really evil."

I can't figure it out, I obviously didn't pull down the power switch.

Why is everything suddenly running now?

And the minecart in front of you, no one is driving in front, it is impossible to run like this.

"Lao Yan, are you hiding anything from me?"

The weirdness in front of me makes me accustomed to it.

But I know that Lao Yan must know something, and he is almost familiar with this place.

The familiarity scared me, as if I had changed as a different person.

He remained silent.

His hands were on crutches on the enclosure of the iron minecart.

I looked in front of me, and Lao Yan's back scolded angrily: "TM, are you possessed by a ghost!" ”

He turned his head suddenly.

He looked at me with an evil face, and the top of his head was shrouded in black mist.

It wasn't like before, with a serious face, but uncharacteristically, staring at me with slanted eyes.

"Why... Giggles..."

He smirked at me, half of his face disappearing into the darkness, and he was terrified.

"TM, it's really been said by Lao Tzu."

I was so frightened that I hurriedly took a few steps back, just trying to stabilize my figure.

Recall in the mind.

The words of the old chieftain.

To deal with this situation, be sure to use black dog blood, or white ash.

Because of the blood of the black dog, it is against the evil ghosts.

And white ash, the temperature is yang, and it will become hot when it encounters water.

"When I went out, I carried two pounds of white ash, but now it has been scattered everywhere.

"Not to mention the blood of the black dog, this huge underground. Fortifications, where to find them. ”

I was a little dazed, thinking to myself that I had never dealt with it, that there was no physical alien.

Isn't there something to be afraid of?

"Why... Cluck... Carla... Wowsis..."

He muttered, not knowing what he was talking about.

There was a strangeness in my eyes, which made my heart tremble suddenly.

"TM, you give me out of my brother's body, get out!"

My left leg was in almost broken pain.

I could only barely lean on my right leg and insist on leaning on the iron car.

I looked at the sneering "Lao Yan." ”

The black jar in his hand is the only weapon.

Suddenly.

He looked at the black jar in front of me and shrank back as if in horror.

I do not know.

Is he afraid of the rune paper on the black jar, or is he afraid of what is sealed in the black jar.

Or.

He was scared that I accidentally broke the black can in my hand.

For a moment, my mind was inextricably linked.

Time is of the essence.

I pondered for a moment, looked at the dark yellow rune paper on it, and made the stupidest decision in my life.

I took off this rune paper suddenly, and then rushed towards Lao Yan frantically.

The scenes in zombie movies are all played like this.

I desperately wanted to press the talisman paper on Lao Yan's head.

Force out the uninvited guest in his body.

But in fact, it was really me who was naïve.

The rune paper on the black jar, after years of decay, almost shattered in the wind the moment I touched it.

And the old Yan in front of him.

He was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, and the corners of his mouth kept muttering, and he didn't know if it was a certain language, or a strange syllable coming from his throat.

At the same time.

The black jar in my hand suddenly swooped suddenly, as if half of the power of the seal was missing, and it was faintly and a little uncontrollable.

"TM, be honest with Lao Tzu."

I'm scared.

Only instinctive thinking is supporting the operation of the body, but it does not think of it.

My fierce words actually made the black jar in my hand quiet.

In front of him, the black mist shrouded above Lao Yan's head suddenly drifted everywhere.

I looked at him and opened my eyes again weakly.

It's actually from the bottom of my heart, a little sour.

"Don't... Don't look back. ”

His face was pale, the redness in his eyes had not subsided, and at the corner of his mouth at the moment, he was still chanting softly.

I was so moved that I almost burst into tears, thinking that you have become like this, and I am worried about the safety of Lao Tzu.

"You brother, Lao Tzu has made up his mind."

I wanted to turn around and put down the black jar in my hand, but I remembered what Lao Yan had just said to me.

The wind is whistling in your ears, and the chandelier overhead illuminates this place at a glance.

Just now, I only cared about Lao Yan, but I forgot to look at what the surroundings were like.

I'm really curious about all this, and I've been looking for so many years.

Just for this moment.

What exactly is the remnants of the Japanese army's "Rashomon" plan, and the so-called artificial hell.

What kind of truth is hidden, all of this, I'm afraid it has been... It's right in front of my eyes.

I didn't listen to Lao Yan's advice, a little ritualistic... Slowly open your eyes.

Everything in front of me made me completely stupid.

A sarcophagus burning with a green fire.

Still parked in front of you.

It's as if everything that has just happened is an illusion.

Inside was quiet, and there was a man lying down.

The man, wearing tattered pants and a scarred upper body, was **.

But his face was covered with a whole gray cloth, and it was tightly entangled.

On the left leg, there is a clear wound, and the bone is almost visible.

I was stunned for a moment.

A huge sense of fear instantly enveloped my heart and gradually spread throughout my body.

The cold hairs on the back stood up, and the cold sweat flowed.

"TM's..., TM's... Isn't that me? ”

"Am I dead..."

The corners of my mouth whispered silently, but my hands involuntarily reached into the sarcophagus.

I wanted to untie the gray cloth wrapped around his face, but suddenly, it was dark.

In his ears, Lao Yan's voice gradually came.

"Wake up, you're alright."

I looked at Lao Yan, looking at me with a normal expression, and the other hand was holding the lighter.

The light in a radius of half a meter was clearly illuminated.

"Old Yan..., did we come out alive?"

I slammed my chest and looked at Lao Yan, who looked calm as water.

But he suddenly found that the black jar next to him, no matter how he looked for it, was gone.

"You're not stupid.

"What escaped."

"When you went down the well just now, you didn't pay attention to your feet, and you fell down, and I thought you would explain here."

I looked at the bright trap hole above my head, and suddenly felt a chill in my heart.