Jiang Yifeng came up to pry the nail slowly, and I stared at his movements, and I couldn't stop worrying in my heart. But my little thoughts can never be shown on my face.

Even though the lights were dim, if I happened to be scared for other people to see me, I guess they would have run away.

Moreover, it is still uncertain what is ringing inside, and in any case, it is just scaring yourself. I calmed myself down and tried to calm it down.

But at the same time as Jiang Yifeng's second coffin nail was pried open, there was another 'bang' sound inside the coffin.

Jiang Yifeng stepped on the air and fell directly.

He didn't have much height, and he fell to the ground, followed by a loud scream.

I didn't have time to take care of the coffin, so I hurriedly went down to see him first.

"Yifeng, how are you? You okay? I asked.

Jiang Yifeng sat up from the ground by himself, rubbed his right hand and said to me, "It's okay, it's okay, just smash it." ”

I looked at the tool that fell to the ground, and I couldn't help but worry about Jiang Yifeng's hand.

"Are you really okay? That's an iron lump! I stepped forward to take a look, but Jiang Yifeng pushed it away with his left hand.

He stood up and yelled at me impatiently, "It's all right! It's okay! I said it's okay, it's okay! Go and see what's in there! ”

The coffin that pried open the two nails was already partially lifted, and I remembered that there was something waiting for me to dispose of inside, so I hurriedly climbed up again.

But before I could lift the lid of the coffin, I had already noticed that something was wrong.

The coffin that had been pried open was slightly stretched to the side at this time, and there was a relatively narrow slit where you couldn't see what was inside, but you could clearly see that there was something that was supporting this slit.

What is that?

I had the courage to lift the lid of the coffin gently, and I screamed in fright, and then the whole person fell from it.

Jiang Yifeng, who was standing over there, hurriedly ran over like me just now.

I didn't stand very high, and I didn't fall too hard. But the thought of what I had just seen made me feel creepy. By the way, I thought that I was going to have nightmares for the next few nights.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Yifeng looked at me and asked, and stretched out his hand in front of me and shook it, "Jiujiao, don't scare me!" What's in there? What are we going to do? ”

"It's okay, it's okay." I shook my head and said to him, "Don't be afraid, there won't be a corpse." ”

Hearing me say this, Jiang Yifeng didn't let go of his heart, but the frightened village chief and Zhang Youquan obviously let out a long breath.

Jiang Yifeng asked me; "What are you afraid of if you don't have a corpse? What's in there, you say? ”

I sat on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief, and said to him, "Don't worry, I'll go and open all the nails in the coffin, and you'll know." ”

With that, I stood up on my feet and went to get the tools for priing the nails in the coffin.

Jiang Yifeng helped me stand up while shouting at me, "Hey, why don't you tell me what it is first?" I'm scared. ”

"I said, I won't raise the corpse, don't be afraid." As I spoke, I climbed up again, and according to my usual habit of nailing nails, I pried the coffin nails one by one.

Jiang Yifeng said several times that he wanted to help me, but I shook my head and said no, and he didn't come up. But he kept looking up and watching my movements.

After all the coffin nails had been opened, I called out, "Sixth brother, come in and do me a favor!" ”

Liu Yunjiu had been outside the house all the time, and when he heard me call him, he walked in.

Jiang Yifeng stood next to him and snorted twice, but did not clearly express my dissatisfaction with asking Liu Yunjiu to come in to help.

Looking at his performance, I knew that his hand must have been injured by the iron lump, but he refused to say anything. If you don't say it's seriously injured, you still have to help me? What kind of help?

Seeing Liu Yunjiu open a crack and squeeze in and close the door again, I called him over and helped me open the coffin lid.

Liu Yunjiu had been outside just now, but he heard the movement inside, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside. Therefore, in the frightened eyes of Zhang Youquan and the village chief, he looked fearless.

"Be careful." I reminded him.

After all, he can see the ghosts. The ghost of the other corpse in this coffin is still there, and I am really afraid that I will scare him when I see it suddenly.

With my reminder in advance, he was much more cautious in his movements.

But at the moment when he just pushed the coffin lid open, he still couldn't suppress his voice, his hand shook, and he almost threw the coffin lid to the ground, and the force of the sudden withdrawal almost flashed my waist. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, his face turned blue, but he didn't say anything, and he gently moved the coffin lid down with me and laid it flat on the ground.

"Village chief, Accountant Zhang, you can take a look." I wiped my sweat and said to the two of them, "I left after nailing the coffin last night, and I came this morning with the Eight Immortals. From last night to now, in this room, only Accountant Zhang, you are with this coffin, can you tell me, when did that person enter the coffin? ”

Zhang Youquan showed a stunned expression and hurriedly climbed up to take a look.

The scene inside the coffin, no matter who sees it, it is estimated that the heart is absolutely unbearable, and it is a great stimulation to the heart itself.

I opened a gap and saw a man's head.

His neck was twisted in an extremely awkward form due to the pressure of the coffin lid on it, and his eyes were opened, and the eyes whose pupils had been completely dilated were looking up coldly.

At this time, after the whole coffin lid was lifted, I saw a different scene.

The corpse that had lost its suppression seemed to have passed the time of corpse stiffness, but it still maintained a kneeling posture, kneeling on the side of the small head of the coffin, facing Yu Wanli's father. And the reason why he was able to stay in a kneeling position was actually very simple, because I also saw a lot of nails embedded deep in the coffin, nailing him into the coffin like a work of art.

I forcibly suppressed my churning uncomfortable mood and quietly watched the reaction of Zhang Youquan and the village chief.

The village chief just glanced at it, then came down, shook his head and stood by the door, retching incessantly.

And what makes me a little strange is Zhang Youquan.

He stood and stared at the person inside the coffin for a long time, his fingers clasped on the edge of the coffin, and by the candlelight, I could even see that his phalanges were slightly deformed by the force. His lips were pursed tightly, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his eyes.

After a while, he came down from above, as if he had lost his soul with fright.

Dejected, he walked up to me and stood still, I looked at him and didn't speak first.

"Little ...... The little coffin master ......" He spit out a few words with difficulty, and the expression on his face seemed to cry rather than cry, as if he was smiling rather than laughing.

"What's wrong?" I asked, guessing what he was going to say to me.

But even after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't expect that his next words would still succeed in shocking me.

"Little coffin." He said to me in a hoarse voice, "The kneeling man in the coffin...... I know! ”

"You know?" I was surprised, "You know him?" Who is he? ”

"Yes...... It's ......" he moved his mouth with difficulty, and after a long time, he said something like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, "It's that Mr. Feng Shui!" ”