But the closer I got to the coffin, the faster my heart beat faster. It's been a long time since I've been able to make my heart beat so much, and I didn't expect that what made my heart beat faster today would not be a good thing.

When I walked to the front of the coffin, I didn't even dare to look up to see what was inside, but I couldn't control my curiosity and squinted my eyes towards the coffin.

When I saw the scene inside the coffin, my squinted eyes instantly widened.

There was no body in the coffin, but a scarecrow.

I looked at the other seven coffins, which were again not human bodies, but seven scarecrows.

Every scarecrow is wearing clothes, and they are wearing a decent one, but on the head of each scarecrow, there is a talisman attached to it, and I don't know why.

But this is obviously the mourning hall set up, and the coffin is here, which is too strange, right? Could it be that this mourning hall is set up for these eight scarecrows?

But this is not realistic, how can there be such a ridiculous thing as setting up a mourning hall for a scarecrow?

But the unbelievable is still to come, and when I was stunned, the scarecrow inside my coffin moved in amazement.

Immediately I thought my eyes were glazed, but when I looked again, the scarecrow writhed miraculously several times.

Frightened, he hurriedly took a few steps back, drew the saber in his hand, and looked at the almost coffin vigilantly.

Isn't that scary? I felt a sense of foreboding in my heart, thinking that I should leave here, but when I walked out of the gate, I found that there was a way here, and it was not dark everywhere, and I couldn't even see the ground clearly, and I even suspected that there was a cliff under my feet, and if I accidentally stepped on it, it was really stepping on it.

In desperation, I had no choice but to push into the house, but looking at the mourning hall in front of me, the white cloth fluttering everywhere, and the eight coffins in front of me kept creaking.

What's more important is the scarecrow in those coffins, this is the most heart-wrenching, those scarecrows don't move, it's okay, but how can they move?

Could it be that someone has cast a spell?

I pinched the sword in my hand, stared at the eight coffins, and suddenly an idea appeared in my heart, these scarecrows are grass, if I give them less, won't it be okay?

Immediately, I was ready to go to the mourning hall and pick up the oil lamp and burn all the scarecrows.

But before I could reach the front of the mourning hall, I suddenly heard a bang, and I saw a handful of straw coming out of a coffin, and it was the hand of the scarecrow.

Then there was another loud bang, and the scarecrow flew out of the coffin, as if it had been popped out of the coffin by pressing a spring.

The scarecrow that flew out was a little confused at first, and it staggered several times before it stood firm.

I was so frightened that I kept watching in place, but at this time, the scarecrow pounced on me as if he had been instructed by something.

I was also in a hurry, I had never seen such a situation at all, and in a panic, the saber in my hand looked directly over.

With the sound of the sword breaking through the air, the scarecrow's head fell.

"Blood?"

But the moment the straw's head hit the ground, the scarecrow's neck instantly gushed out like a fountain of blood, and the blood came out and splashed my face, and I could clearly feel that the blood had a temperature.

It's as if it's really human blood.

The straw body that fell to the ground really looked like a dead man, and after a few trembles in his legs and feet, there was no movement.

I'm also panicked in my heart, but fortunately it's a scarecrow, if it's really a person, then I really can't, I haven't killed anyone, and I don't want to kill anyone.

What's more, they cut off people's heads?

But this is just the beginning, the wind outside is blowing in, there is no intention of stopping, I can ask very clearly There is a trace of murder in the air.

There was still a slight smell of blood in the air, I don't know if it was the blood of the scarecrow I killed just now.

I saw that if I didn't go and burn all these scarecrows, I wouldn't have a chance to jump out of the coffin in a moment.

Thinking about it, I quickly went and picked up an oil lamp and lit it on the scarecrow in the nearest clothes coffin.

At that moment, I could clearly see that the scarecrow was about to jump, but when the oil lamp lit him, he struggled as if it were a living person burned by a fire, and if it weren't for a scarecrow, I couldn't bear to set it on fire.

But when I lit the scarecrow in the three coffins, I heard that the victory of the coffin was getting bigger and bigger, and I secretly screamed in my heart that it was not good, but I was afraid that it was too late.

Sure enough, at this moment, all the scarecrows in the other four coffins jumped out of the coffins.

They stood on the ground, and they all closed towards me, and I knew it was too late, so I had to fight to the death, and smashed the oil lamp in my hand at a scarecrow, and suddenly a fire ignited, as if I were screaming as I heard a living person being burned by the fire.

The other three scarecrows did not retreat in the slightest, and then in order to come over, I thought that I would not stop doing it, and I waved my sword and looked over, the three scarecrows were completely unexpected to me, and I thought there was a hard fight.

But when my sword slashed over, the straw arm fell, and a stream of blood spurted out.

One of the three scarecrows had his legs cut off by me, one had his hands cut off, and the other had his hands cut off by a sword, and in an instant, the entire room where the mourning hall was set up was covered in blood.

I stood quietly in the middle of the mourning hall, and a strong smell of blood filled the air, giving me a strong sense of unease.

I don't know how long later, I heard the crow of a chicken, and then I saw that it was bright and bright at a very fast speed, and I couldn't even open my eyes.

I had my eyes closed, and I still felt glaring.

"Big brother, it's time for us to get up, it seems to be three poles outside, and if we don't hurry, we won't be able to walk today."

At this time, I heard Hou Fangyu calling me, didn't he shake me a few times.

When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the bed, and I still had a sword in my hand.

I remember lying on the bed with a sword in order to prevent the shopkeeper from harming us.

Was it just a dream?

I don't think it's that simple, I pinched myself several times at the time, and I still can't forget the pain that pierced my heart at that time. I pulled up my trouser legs again, and there were several cyan marks on my thighs, weren't they pinched by myself last night to verify that I wasn't dreaming?

"I don't know if I was too tired yesterday or what, I slept for so long, and you said that none of our brothers got up earlier?"

Chen Zhenhui's face was full of doubts, while dressing and washing, he was still talking strangely, saying that he got up very early every day, and he only heard the rooster crowing for a long time, but the chickens here in the store were almost noon for a few days, and he didn't know what was wrong.

I felt that I had no strength in my body, so I got up in a daze, dressed and washed, but just after washing my face, I heard Fang Yizhi, who was the first to go out, shouting that we should go out quickly to see the situation.

At that time, I felt bad, put down the pabuk, and hurried out, when I saw the scene of the living room outside, I sighed in my heart, and I was so frightened that I took several steps back one after another.

At this time, there was a mourning hall in the hall, and there were eight coffins, three of which were burned black, and there were four people lying inside, all of whom were already pitch black, and they couldn't recognize who it was.

On the ground, there were four corpses lying at this time, one without a head, one without arms, one without legs, one was cut in two by the waist, and one corpse was burned black.

There was blood everywhere in the entire guest hall, and standing upstairs, the smell of blood was even stronger, and the smell made people feel chills down their spines.

That's incredible, isn't it?

What the hell happened last night?

I think back to the scene of last night, and the scenes are all in front of my eyes, I obviously killed the scarecrow, but now the inn lobby is so a human corpse?

I can be sure that I was not mistaken, I killed all the scarecrows. But the eight people who died here at this time are the same as when I killed them, why is that?

I don't dare to think about it anymore, it's all a dream, but it really can't be real.

"Who the hell is it, so ruthless, seven or eight people, and the death is more tragic than the other!"

Hou Fangyu was furious, slapped the pillar next to him fiercely, and gritted his teeth. I glanced at him, and that look, hated the murderer.

"But it's strange, so many people have died, at least there was a tragic fight, right? Besides, there are still some that are burned with fire, but why didn't we hear a single movement last night? Didn't even hear a scream? ”

Chen Zhenhui was more thoughtful, looked at the scene below, and began to analyze carefully.

"It's a good thing we didn't hear the fighting, otherwise we might all be like these people, and we can be considered to have picked up a few lives."

Hou Fangyu looked at the corpse with a lucky expression.

"Where's the shopkeeper?"

"Shopkeeper Xiaoer? Who knows if he's dead? There are eight stone heads here, and four corpses were burned to black coals by the fire, how can we tell if he was among them! ”