The sound seemed to be muffled in one place, very dull.

Pricking up my ears, I didn't hear Wenjing's response, and my heart sank.

Do you really want to leave this guy and run on your own? Of course I can't leave him behind.

This guy has saved my life several times, and I can't be so ungrateful.

"Wenjing! Wenjing! I yelled, clutching the pig-killing knife in my hand.

No matter what the number of steps, walk towards the depths of the cemetery.

After taking two steps, I noticed that I was in front of the small building. And I was obviously heading in the direction of the cemetery.

The small building stood quietly in front of me, looking a little hazy in the thin rain curtain.

But I don't know why, as soon as I see Xiaolou, fear keeps coming out of the heart of the earth.

The intense shiver made me freeze in place, never daring to pass. It scares me even more than the cemeteries over there.

The room in the small building was pitch black.

But I always felt uneasy.

I always feel that behind those windows, there are a pair of eyes staring at me, choosing the opportunity to move, choosing people to devour.

What people fear most is the unknown danger.

Will Wenjing be inside?

And the zombie I ran into earlier?

Gradually, the rain stopped, but the wind grew stronger. The sticky clothes stuck to my skin, and the wind blew it, causing a shiver.

Just then, a strong gust of wind violently blew one of the houses open.

Two doors slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

I jumped in fright. My whole body trembled.

The room that was blown open was the same room I had entered.

In the middle of the room, there is a coffin.

I stared at the coffin.

The coffin should be made of fine wood. Although I don't know about wood, the surface of the wood of this coffin is shiny and moist, and the grain is clear and even, and anyone with a little common sense knows that this is a good thing.

It's the coffin I saw last time.

But this time, there was a lot more on the coffin.

The coffin rested on four stools, wrapped several times in chains as thick as a wrist. The gap in the lid of the coffin was covered with rune paper. The rune paper swayed in the wind, making a slight sound.

The room has a head in view at a glance.

I went down the hallway and looked inside, but I didn't see Wenjing, so I prepared to go to the other rooms to have a look.

"Yang Dong? Is that you? ”

"Wenjing?"

The voice came from the coffin, it was very dull, but I was sure that Wenjing's voice was correct.

"How are you in a coffin?"

"Don't talk about it, there's a very powerful guy here, you let me out, I'm going to be out of breath." He tapped anxiously on the coffin board.

I stepped forward quickly, and was about to uncover the rune paper when my hand stopped again.

The runes are smeared with paste. There was excess paste spilling out of the gaps in the edges of the rune paper. It has long been air-dried.

I stroked it gently with my hand, and the thick layer of paste on the rune paper had dried.

When I was a child, I would also make homemade paste sticky couplets at home, and it was impossible to dry it for a few hours.

It's been less than an hour since Wenjing entered the door, how could it be so fast?

He took a step back and said that the coffin was chained and that I had something to split open.

"I don't need to find anything, tear these runes off for me, and I can come out myself."

"Rune paper, what rune paper? There are only iron chains on the coffin, and there is no rune paper. I said deliberately, slowly backing away.

I took a few steps outside and stood holding on to the door. The voice in the coffin stopped for a long time, and then said, "How can there be no rune paper?" Take a closer look. ”

I said no. Papers came from the coffin.

An angry voice came, "Yang Dong." Are you really Yang Dong? Did the rune paper I just gave you change color? Let you run, why don't you run? What are you doing back? ”

"How could I have left you and run away?" I blurted out. Coolness blooms from the inside of the body.

If the person in the coffin had been talking to me like that in the first place. I may not have that many doubts, but quietly. He would definitely ask me why I didn't run away. I was stunned for a moment, this question was very inconsistent.

"You wait for me, I'll go get something and smash the coffin open." With the pig-killing knife in my hand, I hurried behind me.

If I didn't understand that Wenjing was not in the coffin, I would have grown so big in vain.

"Stop, Yang Dong, you stop! Come back! ”

Hoarseness was exhausted.

I heard the voice in the coffin and was agitated, and I was even more sure that it was not Wenjing who was locked inside, so I turned around and left the room.

As soon as I turned around, I felt that the previous oppression would come.

My shoulders seemed to be on top of a thousand things, and I couldn't help but bend down, and my hands were on the door panel. Beads of sweat on his head.

There was a shrill laugh from the coffin, "You're worried about the Taoist priest who came over just now, aren't you?" Remove the talismans from this coffin, and I will tell you where he has gone. ”

I won't believe his nonsense.

Gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

The strength in my back was even greater, and the bones in my whole body felt like they were about to be crushed.

The people behind me were constantly tempting me, and I turned a blind eye and walked out with all my strength.

When I finally moved to the door, all the power behind me was gone.

I was so overwhelmed by my own strength that I was panting for air against the wall.

It was as if the power and sound inside were cut off.

The surrounding night is like ink, quietly seeping people.

With cold sweat on my hands, I rubbed my wet body and turned to the next room.

Staying any longer will only get more and more troublesome.

The door of the other room was locked, and I picked up the pig-killing knife and slammed it at the iron lock.

The lock fell to the floor, and the room was empty, like a small shop. There are things like flowers and paper money inside.

The room is not big, and I looked at it, and it didn't look like it could hide people.

I turned to the next room.

The one-story building has a total of five rooms.

The room where the coffin is placed is the main room, the largest room, with two rooms on the left and right sides.

Small shops, utility rooms, offices. There is also a bathroom.

I walked up the stairs to the second floor.

There was only one door on the second floor, which was closed alone. The feeling of danger came back to us.

I slammed the door with a pig-killing knife.

There was a creak, and the door opened on its own.

My knife slashed into the air.

The lights in the small building are in the corridor on the first floor, and the second floor is unlit, making it look dark.

I vaguely saw rows of containers in front of me.

I took out my phone and took a picture of it, and I gasped and almost fell to the ground with the phone in my hand.

It's all urns.

Rows of urns are neatly arranged.

There are at least seventy or eighty of them.

But it wasn't the number of these urns that horrified me, but the names on them.

In front of me was a row of urns, with the words "Tu Yu, born on May 20 of the Gengshen year, died on the 15th day of the seventh month of the Gengzi year." ”

Tu Yu, it turned out to be Tu Yu's tablet, is he dead?