Chapter Eighty-Four: Falling into the Coffin
Song Qian left, I put the money in my arms, and walked towards Grandma Huang's house, the photo studio has Xiao Qiang and the Taoist priest to check, I went and it didn't have much effect, tomorrow is the day I should be robbed, I don't know when I will die, I want to hand over the money to Grandma Huang tonight.
Although the road is a little dark, but because of Xiao Ran's guidance, it's nothing, maybe I feel like I'm going to die, my courage is inexplicably bigger, and I'm not afraid at all when I walk at night, even if I pass by that cemetery, my brows don't wrinkle.
I walked to Grandma Huang's house, Xiao Ran was gone again, I knew he was going to find her father, the door of Grandma Huang's house was very dilapidated, the bolt had already been repaired, and when I pushed the door, I heard a creaking sound, which was particularly harsh in the dark night.
Looking in from the doorway, the courtyard looked very dark, the ground was all black, the mound was still in the yard, it looked like an old tomb, there was no light in the house, nothing could be seen from the window, the weeds on the roof swayed from side to side under the night breeze, like the ghost's messy hair flying wantonly.
The environment of Grandma Huang's house is too dim, making people unconsciously cold on their backs, even if I am very bold all the way, I am a little stunned here, but I still walked in, stepped on the red bricks on the land, felt a little soft under my feet, looked down, the original land turned into a black mud swamp, with huge blisters, the red bricks under my feet are sinking rapidly, if I don't hurry up, I will soon fall into the swamp.
I hurriedly sold a step forward, just now the position of the standing is really good has been pale hand grabbed, if it is not for my quick reaction, has been caught by the ghost hand, my heart beats hard, dare not stop stepping on the red brick to continue forward, at this time I found that the red brick under my feet is not a straight line, but in the position of the seven stars to place, I will have a ghost hand to catch me every step I take, but all can be thrilling to dodge, which reminds me of the seven star steps that the Taoist priest said.
Could it be that the position of this red brick is the footwork of the Seven Star Steps?
I have some doubts in my heart, if it is really Qixingbu, then this Grandma Huang is definitely not an ordinary person.
Bang, when I walked to the seventh red brick, the scene in front of me immediately changed, I had come directly from the courtyard to the door of the main house, I looked back, the ground in the courtyard was still pitch black, from the ground stretched out hundreds of severed hands and kept grabbing upwards, as if pulling the people in the yard into hell, this scene made a trace of cold sweat on my forehead.
Creak, the door of the main house opened by itself, the humid air gushed out, with a fishy smell, making people's nose very uncomfortable, the surrounding walls were yellow and blue, and a large amount of moss grew at the bottom of the meter, the green and faint color was like a ghost's face, from the roof down, there were many water stains on the walls, these water stains were bifurcated and staggered, like ghost claws stretched out from above.
I was a little stunned, because those ghost claws on the wall really moved, little by little to stretch until the ground, and finally along the ground to grab my feet, I was so frightened that I ran to the east house, but I didn't see Grandma Huang at all.
Puff, puff, I heard a strange sound coming from the Westinghouse, is it Grandma Huang sleeping in the Westinghouse?
I walked from the outhouse to the west room, and found that the ghost claws in the outhouse were gone, and the water stains on the wall did not move at all, maybe I was wrong, I comforted myself and came to the door of the west room, the door was closed, I knocked but no one answered, so I could only gently push the door.
As soon as I pushed them, a pale face pounced, this face was extremely pale, and the eyes were round, especially the scarlet mouth, as if I had just drunk blood, and I didn't have time to dodge it, so I came into contact with this face face face to face.
I was so frightened that I retreated, but there were more and more grimaces in the house, all of them squeezed out along the doorway, all of them fell on me, I rolled on the ground, and I heard the sound of clicking and clacking all around, and the loud sounds made me very frightened, and I couldn't see anything else in the dark outhouse except my pale face, only that my whole body hurt, as if I was constantly being stabbed by a hard stick.
I crawled out of the middle of my pale face, only to find that these were not ghosts at all, but a bunch of paper figures, but they were all just pasted on their faces, not their bodies, and suddenly they scared me half to death when they suddenly saw them in the dark.
How can there be a paper man in Grandma Huang's house, the paper man here reminds me of the scene in the crematorium this afternoon, when I was chased and killed by two paper man zombies, if it weren't for Hu Haoshi and the Taoist priest to help, it is estimated that I would have died a long time ago, could it be that the paper man in the crematorium is related to Grandma Huang?
I remembered the scene I saw when I met the fire ghost that day, the grass on the stone tablet was exactly the same as Grandma Huang's house, maybe the scene I saw the second time I came to see was that Grandma Huang cast an illusion on me, so Grandma Huang is really a ghost, otherwise how can she bring me out of the hands of the fire ghost?
Click, just as I was about to leave, the blood-red coffin in the outhouse made a sharp sound, I watched the coffin lid move to the side little by little, and then Grandma Huang sat up from the coffin, turned her head to look at me, and a smile appeared on her mouth.
In the dark, Grandma Huang's face looked very yellow, and the smile was particularly weird against the surrounding ghost-like water stains, and I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be no bed in Grandma Huang's house at all, which proved that Grandma Huang had been sleeping in the coffin all along.
Do living people sleep in coffins?
My heart jumped suddenly, step by step backwards to the door, Grandma Huang slowly crawled out of the coffin, pressed towards me step by step, I regretted in my heart, I knew that Grandma Huang was a ghost and said that she would not come, "Grandma Huang, I am here to send you money, we have no grievances, you don't want to harm me." ”
"Xiaoling, what nonsense are you talking about, I'm not a ghost." Grandma Huang said in her mouth, but her face suddenly became ugly, and she stretched out her hand and grabbed me, the action was fast and urgent, definitely not something that an old lady could do, which made me unconsciously remember the scene when Grandma Huang used a tricycle to help me escape that day, I secretly scolded myself for being too stupid, can an old lady ride a tricycle so fast?
Grandma Huang grabbed me by the shoulder, I was thrown out without even reacting, and then my whole body hurt, and I was thrown into the coffin, the coffin lid shook violently, and it automatically returned to its original position, and I was completely sealed in the coffin.