Lin Yuhan looked at this feudal superstitious thing and was noncommittal.

I don't know if this thing is useful or not, but the location where it is stored is really sassy. In that kind of place, it doesn't look like a ward off evil spirits.

After eating for a long time, this Chen Dingnian seemed to be a little sleepy, his face was flushed with wine, and he was a little drunk, so he got up and patted Lin Yuhan's shoulder: "Little brother, it's not early, why don't we go to rest?" ”

"Huh?" Lin Yuhan raised his head and looked at Chen Dingnian's obscene appearance, with a lot of confusion in his eyes.

We?

Chen Dingnian pointed to the side and said, "You sleep in the bedroom." The room was very clean and was specially designed for entertaining guests. I slept in this room outside. ”

"Oh, listen to you." Lin Yuhan agreed to come down. He also wanted to rest early, so that he could slip out when the old man was put to sleep.

Lin Yuhan came to the innermost bedroom, pushed open the door, and a strange musty smell directly penetrated his nostrils.

This room is shady, and it is on the edge of the cemetery, the air inside is cold and damp, Lin Yuhan involuntarily snorted, looked at the tattered and dirty bed, and had a new understanding of what the tomb keeper said was clean.

Maybe he is referring to a clean and different kind of than others, and there is some metaphysical flavor in it.

Lin Yuhan lay on the bed without taking off his clothes, he was afraid that he would fall asleep, so he opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, tossing and turning on the bed, but the dilapidated wooden bed made a creaking sound when he moved slightly, as if there was a person lying next to him, doing strenuous exercise with him.

In this way, it will be heard by the grave keeper next door.

It's also not very elegant to misinterpret it as a solo sport.

Lin Yuhan had no choice but to close his eyes and relax. Let the impetuous heart gradually calm down, bursts of sleepiness invaded his brain, his eyelids were wrapped in deep tiredness, he took out his mobile phone in a daze and set the alarm, and then fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, Lin Yuhan woke up.

It was still dark outside the window, and the cool breeze in the middle of the night blew in through the window, cold and damp.

Lin Yuhan raised his eyes and looked around, and found a woman sitting on the head of his bed.

The woman's appearance was exactly what she had seen in the cemetery.

She wore her hair scattered, her face was pale, her eyes were staring at Lin Yuhan tightly with her complaining and venomous eyes, and a gloomy voice came from her mouth: "Sir, sir......"

She finally continued: "I'm so miserable......"

Then, he slowly leaned towards Lin Yuhan.

"I'm so miserable, I'm so miserable, I'm so miserable......" the woman muttered, and the terrifying singing single looped.

You are so miserable that you have a ball relationship with Lao Tzu!

Lin Yuhan was shocked.

He struggled to get up, but found that his body could not move as if it had been filled with lead, and his eyelids were glued and could not blink.

The woman's face slowly approached, revealing a strange smile, and her eyes began to ooze blood, dripping onto Lin Yuhan's body drop by drop.

Lin Yuhan wanted to roar, but he couldn't make any sound in his throat.

What about the grave keepers? Where's your wind chimes? Where's your talisman? Isn't your house very clean?

He couldn't call for help, he could only watch as the pus and blood from the eyes of the woman in front of him stained him red.

"Buzz~Buzz~Buzz......"

The mobile phone screen suddenly lit up, sending out a slight vibration, and all the strange scenes disappeared in an instant, Lin Yuhan slowly opened his eyes, and his limbs finally had a feeling.

Ghost Press!

He took a breath and wiped the cold sweat off his face.

Damn, this place is so wicked!

Lin Yuhan got up, and after regaining his senses, he began to think about the cemetery. He always felt a little strange, but he couldn't say where it was. The words of the grave keeper, the hearsay on the road, he felt that it was not just a haunting.

Chen Dingnian should have fallen asleep at this time, right?

Lin Yuhan tiptoed to the door, ready to open the door.

At this time, there seemed to be a faint "squeak" outside.

It was obviously the sound of the door opening, but in Lin Yuhan's ears, it was the sound of the coffin lid being opened.

He hurriedly leaned on the crack in the door and looked out, but saw no one's shadow.

Could it be another auditory hallucination?

It is said that it is easy to be confused by ghosts when you are close to the cemetery, and your spirit is not very good, and you often have delusions. Today, Lin Yuhan has already hallucinated twice.

He quietly opened a crack in the door, found nothing unusual outside, and then gently walked out of the room and headed straight for the cemetery.

Out of the door, Lin Yuhan ran very fast, the time had passed, and it was the time when the little ghosts were infested, and it was also the best time for the zombies to change. If the grave is haunted, most of it happens at this time.

The night in the mountains was terrifyingly quiet, and the long and narrow moonlight shone on the strange mountains, emitting a swishing white smoke, as if there were vague human figures, wandering between the peaks.

When he arrived at the cemetery, Lin Yuhan lifted his heart, he vaguely saw that among the weeds in the distance, there was a black shadow moving, the black shadow was very fast, Lin Yuhan hurriedly followed quietly, turned around a few times, and the black shadow disappeared.

What is that?

Lin Yuhan was puzzled, he didn't turn on the flashlight, hiding in the shadows was the most beneficial state for himself.

Lin Yuhan squatted on the ground and found that there was a clear row of footprints in the soil.

This...... It can't be left by zombies.

Lin Yuhan stepped out of his foot next to him for comparison, and measured it with his hand, and the footprints were obviously much deeper than normal people. He came to the conclusion that either zombies had such power, or he was fat. But looking at his shoe size of about 41, it doesn't look like a fat person can walk out.

Lin Yuhan followed the footprints quietly, and after bypassing a few mounds of dirt, he finally heard the heavy and clear wheezing sound in the dark night.

"Ah~hiss~oh~whew~"

Like a zombie's throat, the sound pierced the silence of the night and reached the ears.

Lin Yuhan looked for prestige, and he saw the inappropriately sized pit found in the cemetery in the evening, and the sound came from there.

He picked up a stone and cautiously leaned towards the pit.

In the silent and gloomy night, the wind howled, and although the sound was not loud, there was a chill that penetrated the bones. Any movement of wind and grass was clearly visible at this time, although Lin Yuhan had already lightened his steps, but he was still rustling on the grass.

He tensed his nerves, clutched the stone in his hand, and slowly leaned towards the pit.

Suddenly, there was a wail of ghosts all around, and the whine of "Hmmm~" pierced the sky above the cemetery, and at the same time, a woman covered in mud stood up in the deep pit!

Her body was straight, her face was pale, her eyes were empty, and she looked straight at Lin Yuhan!

This is a dead man, a corpse!

Lin Yuhan was taken aback and threw the stone over.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World-Honored Jizo, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Ba Ma Kong!"

"Bang!" The stone smashed on the zombie's body, making a dull sound, and the female corpse became even more agitated.

"Humph! Insect carving skills...... Dare to get an axe, look at my mighty dragon!" Lin Yuhan shouted, and the girl ran away.

The mighty dragon is about to slip away.

Goodbye, go to your sister's quest. You tell me it's haunted in the middle of the night? Do you think Lao Tzu is Fahai!