"Now is the most gloomy time of the night, when the ghosts are coming out of the graves, and hell is going to breathe out on the world. ”

—William Shakespeare

Hamlet

The process of waiting for death is more terrifying than death itself.

In the silent funeral home, whether it is the ticking of the wall clock or the snoring of Teacher Song, any wind and grass is infinitely amplified.

It's 11:57 a.m., and in three minutes, it's 12 midnight.

It's 12 midnight, which is the first hour.

It's a delicate time, and it seems like all horror stories always choose to have something happening at this time.

Just when Mu Yun's heart was beating faster and faster, an accident appeared.

- That's when he wants to go to the toilet.

The toilet is at the very end of the corridor, I don't know if it's to save electricity or what, the corridor of the funeral home is extremely dimly lit.

Mu Yun glanced at the long corridor outside the door, and felt that it was a passage to the monster's stomach pouch.

He hesitated for a moment, but decided to wake up the dead pig-like teacher Song and let him accompany him to the toilet.

Teacher Song was quite righteous enough this time, although he took the opportunity to mock Mu Yun a few words, he still got up and went to the bathroom with Mu Yun.

"Hoo ......"

Mu Yun, whose bladder was liberated, let out a long sigh of comfort from the bottom of his heart.

As soon as Mu Yun closed the zipper, he heard the creaking sound of the wooden door being pushed open from the toilet cubicle next to him.

"Teacher Song, is that you?"

Mu Yun called out cautiously.

No one answered.

Suddenly, a bone-chilling cold wind blew, and Mu Yun struck a fierce spirit.

This feeling is exactly the same as when the black cat appeared on the night of the typhoon!

"Mu Yun be careful, I feel a strong demonic aura nearby!"

Outside the toilet door, Teacher Song rushed in.

Seeing that Teacher Song was still by his side, Mu Yun was instantly relieved.

However, after Mr. Song came into the toilet, he was stunned, and the expression on his face seemed to be seeing something unusual.

Mu Yun followed his gaze and found that in the corner of the toilet, a paper doll appeared at some point.

Moreover, in the frightened eyes of the two, the paper doll was still extremely weird, slowly turning around and facing them, its black eyes gurgling.

It turns out that the legend is true, and the doll's eyes really roll at midnight!

Fear was like the water of a lake that began to rise, slowly devouring Mu Yun's brain.

Finally, after the black eyes of the paper doll suddenly fell out in front of the two of them, the fear reached its highest point, and it rushed out in an instant like a flood that burst the embankment.

"Ahhh——————h

Mu Yun and Teacher Song let out hysterical screams while hugging each other tightly.

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The Silence Room at this time.

Qu Ruolan, who was lying in the coffin, suddenly heard a strange movement in the darkness.

The subtle sound sounded like a rat gnawing on wood, or a fingernail scratching a blackboard.

Then, slowly, the surrounding sounds slowly became more and more, and the whole silence suddenly became lively.

"Knock, knock ......"

Even the neighbor in Qu Ruolan's compartment was enthusiastically banging on his coffin, making rhythmic sounds.

Interesting.

Qu Ruolan smiled, thinking if I should go out and take a look?

But on second thought, he had come to catch a big fish with a long line, and these lovely neighbors didn't show any big moves, so they weren't big fish, so it was better to wait.

Idle and idle, he began to try to knock his coffin with his hands, and joined the party of the living dead.

Ay?

Not to mention, it's a lot of fun.

This is both novel and exciting, and Qu Ruolan can't help but want to have a B-Box.

Just then, a discordant voice reached his ears.

The door was gently pushed open, and a man crept into the Silence.

Then, the door to one of the compartments was opened.

At first, the neighbor who was dragged out seemed extremely reluctant and made a small noise, but the visitor did not know what means were used, and it was subdued in less than a second.

A moment later, there was a sound of cutting pieces of meat in the air.

Before Qu Ruolan came, she was still wondering if the strange sound in the middle of the night in the legend was actually the sound of someone illegally stealing organs in the funeral home.

However, as far as the formation just now, if it was an ordinary thief, it was estimated that he would have been frightened before he entered the door!

Very good, will this be the big fish I want to catch?

Qu Ruolan thought and pulled the slipknot of the rope tied around her legs.

Then I tried to open the wooden lid on top of my head, but found that the compartment where the coffin was placed was too narrow, and the lid could not be opened from the inside.

So he kicked his foot hard.

Step on!

One kick.

Step on!

Two feet.

The people outside seemed to be taken aback and stopped moving.

Step on!

Three-legged.

The bottom of the coffin was kicked open along with the door of the coffin, and Qu Ruolan went straight out.

Immediately, he saw a figure rushing out of the gate.

A quick glance around, the corpse on the floor that had been lifted out of the floor had been cut through the chest with a huge cut, and all the livers inside were gone. On the nearby floor, several tufts of animal hair were scattered.

Big fish, don't run!

Qu Ruolan chased out to the gate.

A monster with a mane appeared in front of it, and at first it walked on two feet, but when it saw someone following it, it turned into a four-legged and ran through the trees as fast as it could.

Qu Ruolan pursued with the same speed, and the two came to an empty swamp one after the other.

Due to the heavy rain just last night, the mountains and forests are now full of puddles and swamps.

He made a few jumps to shorten the distance between him and the monster, and then jumped hard and kicked the monster in the side.

The monster flew out in an instant and crashed into the trunk of the tree.

In the bright moonlight, the monster shook its huge head and got up from the ground.

It was a huge beast, with a thick mane, razor-sharp claws sticking out of its palms, and its back was high and bulging, and its body seemed to be full of savage power.

Its muscles were extremely solid, and Qu Ruolan's kick made him feel like he had hit a stone.

"Hehe, it's a werewolf. Qu Ruolan smiled slightly, "Teacher Song should be quite happy." ”

The werewolf's cunning eyes focused on Qu Ruolan, and then he turned the wolf's head and flew into the woods.

Qu Ruolan was about to continue the pursuit, when she suddenly felt that her feet were being pulled by something.

When he looked down, he saw a thin hand in the swamp reaching out and tugging at his trouser legs.

In the next second, more hands immediately stretched out from the dirt one after another and climbed onto Qu Ruolan's feet.

The entire swamp had turned into a pool of corpses in an instant.

Countless palms, like whirlpools, surrounded and firmly adsorbed Qu Ruolan in the center.

Qu Ruolan couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.

Such a large group of carrion corpses are clustered around you, and the strong smell is really not very good.

He muttered, "I see, that werewolf brought me here on purpose. ”