I have to mention the position of the three of us, although the old blind man was carried by me, but he walked in the front, and the fool followed me, walking in the back. By this time, the old blind man had already straddled the stairs with half a foot, and I, facing the glass next to the stairs, turned ninety degrees before I could step upstairs.

But I saw myself clearly in the mirror, and the old blind man was not old blind in my hand, or rather, it was not him in the mirror, not his thin old blind face with dark glasses. Because the mirror clearly showed the side face of another person, and the hair was very long, it should be a woman, and the mouth was half open, with an elusive expression.

I felt very weird, it stands to reason that the old blind man standing next to me was not him, but this face was clearly not him, what the hell was going on?

I subconsciously paused, and the old blind man felt my stop, and stopped. I was wondering what was going on, and he looked back and asked, "What's wrong?"

The voice was not a man, it was a hoarse and ugly female voice, and I knew something was wrong, and though I was on guard, I cried out at the same time as the fool when he turned to face us, and I turned to look at him.

The two of us: "Ahh "I think everyone outside the house should be able to hear it, because less than twenty centimeters in front of me was a miserable white woman's face, two blood-red eyes staring at me, and her tongue hanging down to the outside of her chin. If you change to someone with a worse psychological quality, I'm afraid that at this time, it will either be tide down or dark in front of you.

The fool behind me must have seen this face, he was startled, and after shouting, he kept muttering nonsense in his mouth, and at the same time he wanted to run, although he couldn't understand what he said, but from the speed of his speech, he felt that he was about to cry.

Although I was frightened, but my brain was still clear, although this was not the face of the old blind man, but my hand had always been touched with the old blind man, and I still did not put it down at this time, I followed my hand to look over, and it was indeed the old blind man. I was not dragged away by the fool, but continued to stare at the woman's head, her face hideous, but she didn't move, she didn't bite me, and it seemed familiar.

Ay? Isn't this the one on the wall just now? With his mouth so wide just now, his tongue must have reached the ground, and it should be something that is not clean.

Hallucinations, must be hallucinations, I said to myself. It's like being numb after watching a horrible picture for a long time, and gradually I am not so afraid. The old blind man asked again, "Are you all right?" What's wrong? ”

And this time his voice was very normal, and I came back to my senses to find that his face had somehow returned to normal.

The fool I was pulling was not so excited at this time, I couldn't even think of things I couldn't understand, he estimated that it was enough to choke, I could only comfort him: "Fake, fake."

Then I said to the old blind man, "Your face has turned into a woman's unclean thing just now, and it startles us, but now it is all right."

"Dead man!" The fool next to him said coldly. Well, I kind of know, this guy is afraid of death. I continued to comfort the fool, and the old blind man listened thoughtfully, and after a while he said, "This place seems to give you visual hallucinations, and it is better for you to close your eyes, like me, and it will not be affected again."

This is a good way, from just now to now, I have been intimidated in my eyes, closed my eyes, and I can help what, besides, the blind man knows the way, follow him.

So I said to the fool, "Fool, close your eyes, and you won't open them until I let you open them." Although he was stupid, because I went to the yamen with the horse team to "rescue" him before, he bought my account very much, and closed his eyes without saying a word.

I said to the old blind man, "Let's go." So our team went from one blind man to three blind men.

When I closed my eyes, I suddenly felt that my mind was much clearer, and I probably didn't have to be distracted to pay attention to what was in front of me. A question suddenly occurred to me, the old blind man took us away, did he know where the groom was? Not to mention that I didn't see the groom, the two people who came in before didn't move at all, and the house is not big, so it shouldn't be. Besides, what about what you just saw with your eyes? Is there something unclean here, but it's just to scare me, can't it? But it really didn't hurt us, is it really a hallucination? And I had the same "hallucinations" as the fool. I even began to wonder if it was the old blind man who was playing tricks to scare us. But on second thought, it can't be, how boring is he?

While I was brainstorming, we were already up the stairs and our feet were creaking and creaking. I can't help but be distracted, thinking of the years of this house and this staircase, I can't help but be a little worried, although the three of us are not so heavy, but there are three gentlemen, if there have been termites or something here, then I'm afraid it will not be so strong.

Fortunately, it was just that the voice was a little older, and it wasn't until we were back on the flat road that the things I feared didn't happen, and I was relieved and began to think about the problem again.

I gradually cleared up a question, if there was anything unclean, it must be the woman who appeared twice, the woman who hanged, and the white skeleton that might be her. It's just that unclean things and people are sometimes like this, unclean things are in the dark, and people are in the light, so people are afraid of unclean things. This method is really good for blind people, as the old saying goes, the clouds are out of sight and out of mind, close your eyes, can you scare me?

I didn't know where it was, but I heard a creaking sound, as if an old wooden door had been opened. We continued to walk in the direction of the sound of the door opening, and it didn't take long for us to enter the door, when we heard a loud bang behind us, which scared the three of us at the same time, and the bodies of the three of us trembled at the same time. I said in my heart, could it be that Lao Tzu's heart was heard just now?

Not good! I immediately realized that if something unclean was causing trouble, then slamming the door was not a visual problem, it was either an auditory hallucination or a real fall. If it is a real slam on the door, then the threat is great!

I quickly opened my eyes, turned on the oil lamp, turned around to look, and felt a chill in my heart. Not only was the door closed, but in the middle of the door, there was a very striking bloody handprint, and blood was still lingering underneath.

I'm really nervous now, and this time I slapped the door, and it was a real deal. If I close my eyes again, what will this guy do with me? Thinking about this, I decided never to close my eyes again.

I shouldn't have heard anything other than the sound of the door closing, and I confirmed it in my head. If it is indeed a master who comes and goes without a trace, without movement, but can slam the door, then it makes no difference whether he opens his eyes or not. I had so much on my mind just now, and the sound here should be just a few of us walking on the wooden floor, the floor creaking quietly, but is this creaking sound all the three of us stepping on? I hurriedly shone around with an oil lamp, but the range I could see was too small, and it was still pitch black beyond the light.

The old blind man was also taken aback. After waiting in place for a while, he said, "No, the three of us are carrying talismans, and he shouldn't be able to feel us."

"You mean this rune paper makes the unclean things not feel us?"

"yes, why else would I bother with all this effort?"

"That's not right, why did she come out and scare us just now?"

"That's not her, I told you, it's a hallucination."

His call made me even more foggy, wasn't the hallucinations made by unclean things? After spending so much time in this dark and oppressive situation, I found myself a little manic. I tried to calm myself down, and I figured out why she closed the door when things that weren't clean couldn't feel us. What is it that makes us hallucinate?

The old blind man did not say much, but began to walk on, and the fool and I followed, but I was more careful than before, and paid more attention to the movements around me.

The old blind man was not as confident as he had just been, and his walk slowed down, but gradually I saw something in my oil lamp, and it reflected a red light. Closer, it seemed to be a large wooden cabinet, painted with a layer of red paint, and it looked very bright.

The old blind man must have known that there was such an object here, and he became more and more careful, and his steps became smaller and smaller, and he gradually approached. My oil lamp gradually illuminated this thing, and I only felt a tingling on my scalp, this was not a cabinet, this was clearly a coffin, with a wide head and narrow feet, and plates on three sides. What kind of neuropathy would put a coffin in the house?

The reason why my scalp is numb is not because I see the coffin, but because there is still this kind of thing in this unclean place, and it is still bright red, and it looks like blood, needless to say, I know how evil it is. Fortunately, the obedient fool still didn't open his eyes at this time, otherwise he would have screamed again if he was afraid of the dead.

The old blind man slowly put his hand on the coffin board, then turned back and whispered to me, "Open it."

I thought to myself, I didn't come with you to rob the tomb, why did I open the coffin? But I thought about it again, could it be that the groom was locked in this coffin, hey, not to mention, it was really possible.

So I didn't think about it anymore, and besides, there was an old blind man here, and there was someone to help if something strange happened, so I tried to push the coffin board, but I didn't expect that the coffin board was not as smooth as it looked, but very rough, and it was not as heavy as I thought, so I was alone, with two hands in one move, and it was very easy to move away.

When I lifted it, I found that there were a lot of nails nailed under the coffin board, and I was wondering how I could get it so easily with so many nails, and it would take a lot of effort to pry a coffin nail out of the wood on such a well-preserved coffin, and I actually pulled it out with my bare hands today, could it be that I was born with divine power?

However, before I could think about it, the oil lamp stuck in my waist had already shone into the coffin. I saw that it was still red inside, and it should be the groom's clothes? Is this kid really in there?