I never imagined that this person who sneaked up from behind and knocked me unconscious with a stick was actually an awe-inspiring and amiable Evergreen Daoist.

Seeing his hideous, terrifying and crazy look, I understood many things in an instant, and I regretted in my heart that I didn't listen to Lao Fei's advice and leave this ghost place early.

It turned out that it was not only that woman who was crazy, but also the Evergreen Daoist, he was also a madman!

Although I was extremely unwilling, the pain in the back of my head made me feel like the world was spinning, and my eyes were closed, and I was completely unconscious.

I don't know how long I was unconscious, but when I woke up, I found myself locked in a cramped, enclosed, pitch-black space, and it was difficult to even turn over.

In an instant, all the negative emotions of fear and panic gathered in my mind, and then the next second they all disappeared and I calmed down completely.

There was a sharp pain in the back of my head, and it reminded me that everything I had experienced before I was unconscious was not a dream, it was all real.

But where am I now?

I reached out and fumbled around, and found planks on both sides and overhead, and I seemed to be trapped in a sealed box.

The next moment, I felt a cold, hard bone under me/underneath me......

Bones!

In an instant, I realized where I was locked up, the wooden box we saw behind the statue when we worshipped the statue of the Celestial Master before.

I should be in this wooden box at the moment, and the bones under me are the bones of the child that Lao Fei saw before.

I pushed the lid hard and found that the wooden box was locked and difficult to push open.

The sealed space was very dull, I was sweating profusely, and it was very difficult to breathe.

It was a feeling of lack of oxygen, and instead of killing me immediately, the Evergreen Daoist locked me in a wooden box, intending to suffocate me alive.

I don't know how long I've been locked in this box, but only then did I realize that most of my strength was gone, and it was due to the lack of oxygen.

I knew in my heart that the more nervous I was at this time, the faster my heart beat and blood flowed, and the oxygen was consumed, the closer I was to death.

But in such a cramped dark wooden box, accompanied by a corpse, who could not be nervous and frightened?

Hardly!

So no matter how much I tried to stay calm, my heart was beating very hard.

This state is like a bird soaring freely in the sky, and suddenly finds that its wings are injured and it falls rapidly.

In fact, hypoxia is not the most terrible, the most terrible is the kind of panicked and panicked fear psychology, because hypoxia will not die immediately, but it is definitely the greatest torture psychologically and spiritually.

Every minute and every second is torture!

I don't know why I was locked up in such a wooden box, but I know in my heart that the person who knocked me unconscious and locked in was definitely the Evergreen Daoist.

Why did he do it? At this point, I didn't have time to think about it, I just wanted to escape from this claustrophobic and cramped space.

I breathed heavily, but the suffocation became more and more intense, and the painful mental torture almost broke me.

At this moment, the jade pendant that Jingmei gave me from my neck suddenly emitted a cold chill, which was like an electric current penetrating into my chest/part, and then wandering all over my body.

Suddenly, the whole person seemed to fall into an ice cellar, but the feeling of suffocation was not so strong.

Regaining some strength, I curled up together, arms over my head, and slammed hard against the wooden wall that trapped me.

I don't know what kind of wood the wooden box is made of, and it looks dilapidated on the surface, but in fact it is as hard as iron, and it cannot be broken from the inside.

However, when I hit the wooden wall, I noticed that the entire wooden chest was also moving.

Remembering that the wooden box was enshrined behind the statue of the god before, it was almost more than a meter high from the ground, and at the moment he persevered, hitting one side continuously, trying to let the wooden box fall from the altar to the ground, so as to get out of trouble.

After hitting it more than a dozen times in a row, the wooden box hit something in the move, it was estimated that it was a god statue or a wall inside, and the person was trapped inside, and it was impossible to confirm the direction at all.

During this time, my arm was punctured by the bones laid under the box, which was supposed to be a skin wound, but I felt a piercing pain burrow into my brain.

The feeling of lack of oxygen came again, and I was going crazy.

At the moment when his spirit was about to collapse, and he didn't know if it was his own delusion, the box suddenly moved on its own, and then fell sharply, hitting the ground hard.

The lid opened on impact, and I rolled out of it, lying on my back on the ground, my mouth open and gasping violently, my eyes blurred.

After a few minutes, the feeling of suffocation gradually dissipated, and the scene reflected in the vision gradually became clearer.

The first thing you see is the high hanging beam of the hall, and then the statue of the Celestial Master, which is preceded by candles and lamps, and the candle flame burns faintly, reflecting the hall brightly.

I felt like I had escaped from the ghost gate, and this feeling of escaping death was ten thousand times more terrifying than when I was almost killed by a snake.

I swore that I would never want to go through it again, and even if I had to die, I would not be able to choose such a torturous death.

You'll never imagine, but what it would be like to wake up and find yourself shut down in a strange, cramped, dark space. The mental torture of fear, helplessness, and panic was terrible.

Looking at the wooden box that had turned on its side, the lid had been opened, revealing the bones that had been twisted and disorganized by himself.

Lao Fei was right before, this mysterious wooden box contained a pair of children's bones, and most of those bones were stained with blood at this time.

My arm was also dripping blood, which had been punctured while struggling inside.

Tearing up clothes and bandaging the wound to temporarily stop the bleeding, something suddenly came to mind. Could it be that this child in a wooden box was tortured to death after being locked in a box like me?

Thinking of a five-year-old child struggling and screaming helplessly inside, I shuddered all over my body and my scalp tingled.

If it is really as you guessed, then this Evergreen Daoist is really too cruel and terrifying.

I really can't understand why he did this? What exactly is his purpose?

Everything has a motive, whether it is murder or arson, there is a purpose and a reason. So what did the Evergreen Daoist kill the madwoman and me for?

I thought of three reasons, first: he may have been instructed by the little Heavenly Master Lu Ji to get rid of me. Although I am not a pivotal figure, don't forget that the mountain god Niangniang has already married me, and Na Lu Ji has also proposed to the mountain god Niangniang. With the ability of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, I'm afraid I already knew about Jingmei marrying me, right?

Second: The Evergreen Daoist has a grudge against my old man, or wants to get something from me. As a person of the Daomen, he usually doesn't get into his eyes, and the only thing I can handle all over my body is the mountain whip left by the old man. And now, the whip I carried behind me was indeed gone.

Third: Changqing Taoist has mental problems, he has a tendency to abuse and kill, to put it clearly, he is a psychopathic homicidal, and he gets pleasure/feeling from the process of killing people and satisfies himself.

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through my mind, but all of them showed that there was a big problem with this Evergreen Daoist.

Another thing I don't understand is that I was already unconscious and powerless just now, but I felt that the wooden box was pushed by someone, and I fell off the altar and hit the lid open, so that I could get out of it.

But when I came out, I found that there was no one in the hall at all, so who was the person who pushed the wooden box and saved my life?

Could it be......

I looked at the messy white bones scattered in the wooden box, and I thought it was incredible.

Could it be that the child who was trapped in the box before, and he helped him? How else can it be explained?

When I came to the wooden box to check, I found that the lock buckle that sealed the box had traces of being pried open, and I immediately understood that this was the masterpiece of Lao Fat when he opened the box and peeked at it, otherwise even if he fell from the altar, the wooden cover would not be easily knocked open.

I sighed in my heart, it seems that my life should not be extinguished, but the recklessness of the old fat inadvertently saved my life.

When I checked the wooden box, I noticed that there was a knife on the ground next to it. A firewood knife crawling with rust and I don't know how long it has been on the altar.

The wooden handle of the wood knife was corroded by insect eyes, and when I held it in my hand, a strange picture appeared in my mind.

This hall is still in the picture, but the hall at that time didn't look as dilapidated as it is now, and there was no statue of the Celestial Master.

A six-year-old boy with a firewood knife in his hand, trembling all over, looking at the hideous and crazy middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him with a frightened face, hiding behind the boy was a little girl, the little girl looked a little smaller than the boy, her face was full of tears, and she was crying.

The image flashed through my mind, but I could clearly feel the helplessness and fear of the boy at that time, and the strong desire/desire to protect his sister.

The middle-aged Taoist priest in the picture is an evergreen Taoist.

I was not familiar with the boy, but I thought it was the bones of the child lying in the wooden box.

As for the crying girl, I felt a sense of familiarity, as if it was Yan Xiaoying when I was a child......

Holding the rotten wood knife, a rage that had never risen in his heart before.

Evergreen Daoist, why did he want to attack those two brothers and sisters who were powerless?

It's a long time to say, but it's only a matter of minutes.

After picking up the firewood knife, I hurried away and headed towards the room where I had lived with Lao Fei.

Kicked the porter open and saw the scene inside, although he was prepared in his heart. But seeing that Lao Fei was not inside, he was still nervous.

The room was chaotic, with bedding scattered aside, as if there had been a violent fight before.

Subsequently, I searched almost all the rooms of the original skin hospital with a firewood knife, but I didn't find Lao Fei, and even the Changqing Dao people disappeared.

The whole big house was empty, blending in with the whole col, except for the fire projected / from the hall, there was an eerie and terrifying aura everywhere.

I'm anxious, I don't know if Lao Fei has been killed? Where did the Evergreen Dao people go?

No one could be found in this place, so I rushed out of the house, intending to go to the place where the madwoman had lived before.

But at that moment, on the hillside behind the big house, there was a sudden sound of a nightingale crying, mixed with the sound of a shovel digging in the earth......