One question mark after another appeared in Lin Congfeng's mind, making him can't help but hold his forehead and close his eyes.

Just as he opened his eyes and was about to confirm the Dongzi again, the scene in the small coffin made Lin Congfeng's scalp explode.

The withered hand was gone.

"Jiu'er, did you see where that withered hand went?"

Lin Congfeng hurriedly asked Lin Jiu.

"Withered hands? There are no dry hands. ”

Lin Jiu looked at Lin Congfeng suspiciously, and replied puzzled.

Bang bang bang!

Before Lin Congfeng could continue to ask, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

In this case, there was a knock on the door, which obviously startled the two children.

After a while, there was another banging on the door.

This time they confirmed that the knock on the door came from next door, that is, the room where Lin Congfeng stayed before.

The two children jumped off the kang and drilled through the hole to another room.

As soon as the two of them reached the two doors, there was another knock on the door.

The knock on the door was so hard that the door shook and the two solid wood doors seemed to be about to fall apart at any moment.

"This person is too rude, why knock on the door like this."

Even Lin Jiu felt that it was rude, but you can imagine how unreasonable the other party was.

"Because they're not knocking on the door."

"Huh?"

"They're banging on the door, and they're trying to get in."

Lin Congfeng hurriedly pulled Lin Jiu back a few steps, this door looked thin, but it was actually unbreakable.

However, just in case, Lin Congfeng felt that it was better to be careful.

The attention of both of them was drawn to the knock on the door, and what neither of them noticed was that the ceiling above their heads had been corroded and looked like it was about to fall.

After a few more knocks, the "people" outside seemed to know that it seemed impossible to break through the door, so they stopped.

The whole room was quiet in an instant, but to be honest, Lin Congfeng's heart was very chaotic now, and he didn't know what to do next.

There was no logic to speak of in the whole illusion, and he couldn't figure out the slightest clue.

And Lin Congfeng didn't have much time to think at night.

It seems that from beginning to end, he is passively dealing with various emerging situations.

Here, Lin Congfeng has been led by the nose, and there are few situations where he takes the initiative.

Yes, that's the feeling that has always been uneasy and confused.

Lin Congfeng just felt as if he had thought of something, but the change happened again, interrupting the possibility of him continuing to think.

The ceiling, three steps in front of them, suddenly fell and slammed into the ground.

It doesn't really matter, what matters is that a lot of fog is coming out of the big hole in the top of the wall.

It was the faint black-red mist that Lin Congfeng had seen in the coffin before.

Lin Congfeng subconsciously wanted to run to the next room, but in fact, it was a dead end.

If the fog was really poisonous, the two of them would only delay death.

Lin Jiu grabbed Lin Congfeng, he suddenly raised his right hand and threw out a black object towards the door in front of him.

The movement was too fast, and Lin Congfeng couldn't see what Lin Jiu threw out at all.

It wasn't until the black object was inserted in the door that Lin Congfeng realized that it was a knife.

It was the black knife engraved with the eastern character that they found in the small coffin.