If Yan Junze listened to this little girl's words at this moment and put his hand into this hole, then he would be a fool.

Yan Junze's purpose is very simple, to solve the obsession of this red coffin.

However, the quest hint of the red coffin is not too obvious, only that the coffin has been wandering around, and the exact purpose is unknown, perhaps it is just trying to find a suitable place to bury.

Of course, this may not be the case.

If you want to find out the true purpose of this guy, the only way is to interact with it, not to come up with a knife like a high-level soul slayer.

And now Yan Junze knows very well that the level of the Red Coffin mission is "frightened (low)", and it is not an activity within a mission level range, this is a real "frightened" level task.

Even if it is a spirit killer, I am afraid that only Guo Youliang's level can get rid of this guy, and he will have to pay a certain price.

"Let's talk in a different way." Yan Junze stood up suddenly.

Approaching the hole in the coffin so closely, talking to the little girl trapped inside, always made him feel like he was back in the manhole when he was a child.

I don't know why, he always felt that this coffin was deliberately like this, and this guy seemed to have succeeded in arousing his most primitive fear instincts.

So Yan Junze chose to stand a little farther away and look at the red coffin.

At this moment, there was no longer a sound of crying in the coffin, but after a short silence, there was a sound that seemed to be groping, and then a gray child's arm stretched out from the hole in the coffin.

The skin on this arm was dead gray, and four of the five nails were rotten, making it disgusting to look at.

With the arm outstretched, the little hand fumbled around outside the hole.

After a while, the little girl's voice came out again, "Brother, where are you?" I...... I'm scared! ”

This scene made Yan Junze stunned, and the memory that he had almost forgotten a long time ago resurfaced in his mind.

When he was about five years old in his previous life, he once threw a glass ball on the ground to play, and the glass ball rolled into the hole in the wall on the corner of the street.

At that time, Yan Junze liked this glass ball very much, so he immediately ran over, knelt on the ground, and put his right hand into the hole in the wall.

Because of his small hands, almost half of his arm entered the hole in the wall and groped around.

During this period, Xiao Yan Junze touched something sticky, as if it was mud, or something poop, but during this time, his fingertips touched the glass ball once, but the glass ball was pushed deeper into the cave again.

Yan Junze really liked the smooth and bright glass ball so much, he was unwilling, and then the whole person lay on the ground, so that almost his entire arm was stretched into the hole.

Sure enough, I soon touched the glass ball again.

This time, he lifted his fingers upwards, and instead of touching the orb head-on, he pressed the orb from top to bottom, then gently pinched it and dragged it out of the hole.

In the process, the curved knuckles suddenly touched a mass of hair, fluffy and soft, as if there was still temperature.

In Yan Junze's illusion, the thing seemed to be moving slightly.

At this moment, Yan Junze's body tensed, he felt that his limbs had become stiff, his brain stopped thinking, and he was just mechanically and completely unconscious, and slowly pulled his arm out of the hole.

Looking at this hand again, it was covered with a lot of filth and stench, and the glass ball was pinched in his hand.

It took a long time for Yan Junze to react, there should be a ...... Rat holes.

He was glad that the rats inside hadn't bitten his hands, but the fear of the strange and unknown environment was buried deep in his heart.

At this moment, when I saw the dead gray arm groping left and right, this feeling was hooked again.

"I said......" Yan Junze's throat moved, "Can you not do this, let's have a good talk." Well, what I'm wondering is, are you looking for a good place to bury? ”

The arm paused slightly, paused for about three seconds, and then retracted sharply.

There was no sound coming from inside the coffin.

Yan Junze stared at the coffin and didn't ask any more questions.

A moment later, there was a click in the direction of the door.

Yan Junze turned his head to look over, and saw that the door that he had originally used his backpack against to prevent it from closing was closing by itself at this moment.

Even with the backpack in its way, there seemed to be a person pushing hard behind the door, causing the backpack to tilt to the side and be pushed back slowly by the closing door.

Yan Junze's attention was attracted by the closed door, but he didn't notice that the lid of the red coffin not far away was gently lifted by a force inside it at this moment and moved aside......

Suddenly, Yan Junze's gaze retracted and looked at the coffin board.

At this moment, not only was the door closing, but it seemed that the coffin board could not be suppressed.

"Go open the door or hold down the coffin board?" Yan Junze had a tangled thought.

"Press the coffin board first!"

Soon he made a decision, walked a few steps to the red coffin, held the lid of the coffin with both hands, and began to push in the opposite direction.

The lid of the coffin was blocked, and it could not be opened for the time being, but it still revealed a gap about three books thick.

Yan Junze felt that the coffin lid was moving away with great force, and he had resisted it hard, but the invisible force was still pushing the coffin lid outward.

Looking back at the door that was closing, the backpack was crooked, creating some resistance, making it difficult for the door to close on its own.

But the door is still closing at a visible rate.

", isn't that embarrassing me? Do you want to roll back? Yan Junze hesitated.

At this moment, he looked down suddenly, and saw that in the crack of the coffin board, in the coffin with a black hole, the young dead gray arm just now slowly stretched out and began to grope along the edge of the coffin.

This time, this arm was very close to himself, and he was almost touching Yan Junze's left hand holding down the coffin board.

Moreover, Yan Junze found that the little arm was still extended, which forced him to change the direction of force that prevented the coffin lid from opening, moved his hand slightly, pressed against the edge of the coffin lid, and pushed it back hard.

This dead gray arm is still growing, beyond the normal length of a person's arm, five fingers apart, pressed on the coffin lid, slightly propped up and groped around, making a clattering sound, looking inexplicably weird.

Yan Junze couldn't care so much, so he used his strength to breastfeed, and slowly pushed the coffin lid back to its original position.

As soon as I looked up, I saw that the backpack that was blocking in front of the door panel was pushed against it for a distance after it fell crookedly, and gradually rolled outward, losing its blocking effect.

The door shut, when nothing stood in its way, suddenly sped up closing, and just as it was about to close, a short knife stabbed in and through the crack in the door, separating the door that was about to close from the door frame.

It was a magnetic knife, and after preventing the door from closing, it slowly twisted, making the crack in the door panel open even more, and then a slender palm pushed the door open.

The person who came was Zhang Xiaomo.

After Zhang Xiaomo opened the door, she walked into the house in a flash.

Yan Junze was startled and said, "Don't let the door close." ”

Zhang Xiaomo reacted and grabbed the doorknob with her backhand, who knew that the speed of closing the door was also very fast, and the moment her hand grabbed the doorknob, the door finally closed with a bang.

Zhang Xiaomo twisted and didn't move.

"Don't worry about that door, there's something strange in this room." Yan Junze reminded, and then began to consider whether to go back now.

But after thinking about it, there is no need to roll back now, because he may be able to take this opportunity to learn more about the attempt of this lipstick coffin.

Once distracted, the strength in his hand suddenly decreased, and the coffin board slid abruptly to the side, and it was opened.

A cloud of cyan smoke came out of the coffin, which was pungent and unpleasant, but the coffin was black and empty, and nothing could be seen.

Yan Junze immediately retreated and walked in the direction of Zhang Xiaomo.

"What are you doing here? It's dangerous here. He asked, as he approached.

"Let's go out first." Zhang Xiaomo was not ready to answer him directly, she was still twisting the door lock, and at this moment she had already inserted the magnetic knife into the crack of the door and began to stir it vigorously.

Obviously, the moment she entered the room just now, she didn't expect that the door would close on its own so strangely, and thought it was just an ordinary phenomenon.

After all, the weird target is a red coffin, not this door.

At this moment, after finding that the door really couldn't be opened, Zhang Xiaomo blamed herself a little.

"Probably...... I can't get out for the time being. Yan Junze shook his head.

At this time, Zhang Xiaomo also found that there were traces of being cut by a knife on the door panel, and looked up and said, "Go to the window!" ”

"Wait a minute, don't be impatient." Yan Junze stopped her, "Now the coffin board of the half-big red coffin can't be suppressed, and it opens by itself, just the moment you just came in." Well, I want to ask you, what was your biggest fear when you were a child? ”

Zhang Xiaomo looked at him puzzled, but didn't answer.

Yan Junze said: "Are you afraid of caterpillars?" ”

Zhang Xiaomo shook her head.

"Snakes? Cockroach? Mouse? Yan Junze continued to ask.

Zhang Xiaomo still shook her head, "What you said is just disgusting, but I don't feel scared, why are you asking this?" ”

Yan Junze was overjoyed: "You won't tell me that you haven't been afraid since you were a child, right?" Hahaha, that's good, so that I can be less distracted when dealing with the weirdness of the red coffin. ”

"Who says I'm not afraid?" Zhang Xiaomo pursed her lips, her lips opened slightly, and then closed them again.

"Afraid of what? Isn't it hard to say? Yan Junze was surprised, and then he turned his head to look at the direction of the red coffin in the dark.

At this moment, the lid of the red coffin is open, and I don't know if anything has escaped inside, in short, Yan Junze already has a hunch, as long as he is afraid of something, this red coffin will be weird and similar or even the same thing, the purpose is to make himself reach the maximum fear value.

That's why he asked Zhang Xiaomo.

It would be best if Zhang Xiaomo wasn't afraid of anything, so that she wouldn't have to worry about anything.

But in fact, Yan Junze will not admit in his heart that someone will not be afraid of anything since he was born in this world.

After hearing that Zhang Xiaomo was also scared at this moment, his heart began to feel worried.

Zhang Xiaomo seemed to be recalling carefully, and soon she shook her head, "I seem to be ...... Nothing to be afraid of? Since I was a child, my family was harmonious, and my growth environment has always been very good, and I was originally bold. ”

"That's good, that's good, as long as there's nothing to be afraid of." Yan Junze patted his chest.

"I'm not afraid of anything, but I'm afraid of one thing, I don't know if it counts?" Zhang Xiaomo said suddenly.

"Afraid of one thing?" Yan Junze suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhang Xiaomo looked at the place of the red coffin and found that there didn't seem to be any danger, so she said embarrassedly and softly, "When I was in elementary school, my uncle liked to tease me the most, and often stood behind me unexpectedly and patted me on the shoulder, every time I was unconscious, and a few times I was scared to cry by him, so that I often wondered what was behind the ghost, and I didn't have this feeling until after high school." ”

As Zhang Xiaomo said this, Yan Junze's heart suddenly rose up and down, beating like a drum.

He swallowed his saliva vigorously and said, "Listen to me now, something may pat us on the shoulder later, you have to be prepared, don't be nervous, don't look back, and don't turn around and stab." ”

Zhang Xiaomo was obviously stunned.

Yan Junze said again, "There are two reasons why I won't let you split it, the first is that I want to relieve the other party's obsession, and we don't want to clash with it head-on until we have to." The second reason is that it's 'terrifying (low)' weird, so I have a lot of reason to believe you can't do it anyway. ”

After saying this, Yan Junze saw that Zhang Xiaomo was stunned, nodded and said, "If you have any questions, you can ask me." ”

Zhang Xiaomo said: "What is panic? Also, why would you be sure to have ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a snap behind the two of them at the same time, and at the same time he felt that someone was patting on the shoulder.

This time, Yan Junze didn't do anything, because he was already mentally prepared. But Zhang Xiaomo screamed "ah", and at the moment when the scream just came out, she quickly reached out and covered her mouth, and her reaction was already very fast.

But subconsciously, Zhang Xiaomo had to look back.

Yan Junze hurriedly hugged her neck, and didn't notice how intimate this action was, "Don't look back, it's useless to turn back." ”

Now the two of them were facing away from the door that had just closed, about half a step away from the door panel and the wall, and in such a short distance, Zhang Xiaomo didn't believe that there would be another person behind him.

Could it be ...... That weirdness appears directly in the wall?

"Let's go a few steps forward." Yan Junze proposed.

Zhang Xiaomo nodded, holding the magnetic knife in his hand, and walked with Yan Junze, taking five steps forward before stopping.

At this time, the two of them were closer to the red coffin, and this was already the limit distance for the moonlight to penetrate outside the house, and further on, it was dark.

"Stop for a moment." Yan Junze said.

At the same moment, a chill came from the backs of the two, and with a snap, they were slapped again.

Zhang Xiaomo didn't scream this time, but her body shook slightly, and she asked, "Why can't I turn back?" ”

The implication is that she has seen all kinds of weirdness, and even if she turns around, she can't be frightened by a weirdness.

Yan Junze looked at her sideways, with a strange expression, "I mean, if you don't see anything weird when you look back, but see your uncle, what will you do?" ”

"Ahh Zhang Xiaojasmine's face was pale.

"Look, I'm just saying you're scared like this. If the person who pats you on the shoulder in the back is really your uncle, I'm afraid you'll be more dangerous. Yan Junze looked at her very seriously.

"This weird ......," Zhang Xiaomo gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, it stirs up the deepest fears in your heart." Yan Junze interrupted her and nodded.

"We're back to back now, so we don't have to worry about someone patting us on the shoulder again, and we can observe the situation around this coffin by the way." Zhang Xiaomo proposed.

Yan Junze's expression froze, staring at her big bright eyes, "Miss Zhang, do you know that your proposal will make me inevitably feel the kind of horror, cautious in my heart, and cold down my spine when I was back to back with Fang Ning in the moonlight, arm in arm. ”

After saying this, Yan Junze looked down at his faint shadow on the ground.

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