I fled from the shop where I bought the dead's belongings, but there was no way back but to continue walking down the hillside.

After walking a short distance, I came to a flat place.

However, what caught my eye was the tombstones that were densely covered with hillsides, like a pile of neatly erected black mahjong tiles.

This is the most important group of buildings in the cemetery.

That's the cemetery.

Looking at the jungle of tombstones in the wilderness, I stood in a daze for a long time.

It is the eternal home of the dead. One day, I will be like them, and I will sleep here, and from then on, I will forget my troubles and no longer have fears.

However, I am still full of fear. I'm alive, but I'm scared to run around by people who have died? Is this irony, or is it pathos?

At that moment, I heard a voice, the sound of a bird.

It was a crow, and in the sky, the sound of this unlucky bird sounded.

Then, above me, a dark cloud flew over, and it was a flock of crows flying by, and it made a terrible sound.

In the distance, many crows had already fallen, standing on top of the tombstone, black and pressing, layer by layer.

In the darkness of the night, I seemed to be able to see their terrible eyes, which seemed to be staring at me. This kind of scene, looking at it, makes people shudder.

Suddenly, something sounded in the cemetery. This time, it wasn't the crow's voice.

The crows were obviously frightened, and in an instant, they all flew away and disappeared without a trace.

What was that?

Could it be that there are still people in the cemetery? Or is it a ghost, a zombie crawling out of a cemetery?

The thought of this scared me and my legs and stomach shook terribly.

However, I wanted to run, but I couldn't move my legs.

On the contrary, I walked into the depths of the cemetery, step by step.

Don't go, it's a cemetery, what are you doing in the past? There, there are only dead people, ghosts, and zombies!

Even though I kept yelling at myself, it didn't help.

I seemed to be controlled by some force, and I involuntarily walked into the pile of black "mahjong tiles".

Eventually, I was surrounded by the tombstones, completely disoriented.

Standing among countless tombstones, I felt like I was in a dead ghost realm.

Here, apart from me, only the dead bodies are still buried underground, and thousands of corpses, some of them, may have been reduced to a pile of bones.

But will these corpses, these skeletons, suddenly emerge from the ground and swallow me?

The cold wind of the night, blowing on my body, cold, biting cold!

Now, I'm scared. So, I turned on my flashlight again and shone it in all directions.

Why am I here? Could it be that the voice that summoned me?

But what is that sound? Could it be the cry of a ghost?

I was trying to remember the voice when suddenly, a screeching sound sounded in my ears!

The sound was so harsh that I could only cover my ears, but I still couldn't stop it from entering my eardrums. Actually, it was just my own tinnitus, but the decibel of this sound was enough to burst my eardrums!

Suddenly, the ringing in the ears disappeared, and everything was calm again, no, it should be said to be a dead silence!

Around, there are still these tombstones, quietly, coldly looking at me, an uninvited guest.

It's time for me to get out of here! If I stay any longer, I'm afraid I'll be buried here!

I didn't know how to get out, because the fog had already reached it. Within my field of vision, it became a misty patch.

I had to keep walking on instinct, and even though I had a flashlight, I couldn't find my way out.

Suddenly, I tripped over something, and it was hard, cold, like a stone, right?

I quickly got up from the ground, grabbed my flashlight, and shone the thing that had tripped over me.

It turned out to be a tombstone that fell to the ground!

But when I saw the name on the tombstone, I was stunned!

"Mary?"

That's right, the tombstone is Mary's name.

Could it be that Mary is dead?

But I shook my head again.

There are more people named Mary, and maybe this deceased person is another woman with the same name and surname as Mary.

However, I still tried to find some clues from this tombstone, mainly to dispel the doubts and fears in my heart.

However, on the front and back of this tombstone, there are only the words "Mary", and there is neither the date of birth and death of the deceased, nor any other record.

Strange, why is there only one name on this tombstone? Is this Mary the same person as the Mary I'm looking for?

Suddenly, I felt like someone had slapped me on the back.

I was startled and turned my head.

But there was no one behind me, nothing.

I let out a long sigh of relief, maybe I was panicking too much, right?

I turned my head again, but when I looked again, I was shocked again!

Just now, the tombstone lying on the ground with Mary's name written on it was actually broken, broken into several pieces! It's as if someone is holding a hammer and smashing this tombstone into several pieces!

Hell, there really are ghosts here!

I was terrified, spread my legs, and ran!

All of this is terrible!

However, after only a few steps of running, suddenly, I stepped on the air and fell down······

What is this place? Why is it pitch black everywhere?

When I woke up, I found myself lying flat and surrounded by pitch black.

Here, there is not even a single light. Overhead, there was no moonlight, and there were no stars.

What about my flashlight?

I stretched out my hand and touched it, but I found that my arms could not be extended.

Fingers, touching something, hard, and a little cold. If you knock on it, it will make a noise.

I tried to sit up, but as soon as I raised my head a little, I was touched by something, and it hurt.

My foot kicked something that was just as hard, like something like wood.

Strange, why do I seem to be in a wooden box?

I pushed hard against the thing above my head, yes, it was wooden, but I couldn't push it away.

What the hell is this place? Why am I locked up here?

Suddenly, an extremely terrible term came to mind - coffin!

Oh my God, I see, I'm actually locked up in a coffin?

That's right, it's a coffin!

Why am I being locked up here? Let me out! Let me out!

I screamed and banged on the coffin board as hard as I could, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't open it.

On the inside of the coffin, there were marks of my fist, and even marks of my fingernails.

The instinct to survive drove me to use all my strength to escape from this ** coffin. However, it was evident that the coffin had been firmly sealed from the outside, and even if I smashed my fists and kicked my shoes, I could not break the lid of the coffin, which was as hard as iron. Moreover, on top of the coffin, there may be a thick layer of sealing soil?

The terrible thing is that the air in the coffin is getting thinner and thinner, and a pungent smell slowly fills in.

Am I going to die here like this?

Come on, come and save me! I don't want to die, I'm not dead, I'm still alive!

I screamed, pounded, kicked hard. However, no matter how much I struggled, the coffin still did not move.

It's over, am I going to die here?

I regret that I shouldn't have gone into the depths of the cemetery just now. Now, I may really be like the owner in those cemeteries, suffocated to death in this ** coffin.

As the minutes ticked by, my breathing became more and more rapid, and my brain became a little delirious due to the lack of oxygen.

My strength is weakening little by little, and my will to survive is also ruthlessly drowned.

Just when I was about to despair, suddenly, I heard something.

That's not the sound of me banging or kicking. No, it wasn't the sound inside the coffin at all, it came from outside!

I stopped all my movements, pricked up my ears, and listened.

That's right, that's a sound, that's not an illusion!

That's footsteps, footsteps coming from outside!

Could it be that someone heard my cry for help, and it was already gone?

I was tempted to scream out loud and yell "Help, get me out!" ”

But as the footsteps got closer, I became nervous again.

No, this is a cemetery, and it's the middle of the night, so how can anyone come?

Whose footsteps are they from? Is it a living person? Or, zombie?

I want to live, but I don't want to be eaten by zombies like a snack in my stomach than in a coffin.

So, I fell silent, held my breath, and listened to the voice.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and suddenly, stopped.

The man didn't seem to leave, as if he was waiting for something, motionless.

Strange, didn't he already hear my voice just now, why, when he got in front of him, he didn't move?

Obviously, zombies don't do this, only a big living person will know how to stop.

But a terrible thought came to me again.

What if that guy thinks I'm dead and turns away again?

No, I can't pass up this chance to escape! Even if this person out there is a zombie or a terrible murderer, I must escape from this coffin first!

So, I let out a final roar.

"Help! Help me! Come and save me! ”

The cries for help were accompanied by the sound of me hammering the coffin with all my last bit of strength.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of something being removed from above.

The voice, in the silence of the night, was particularly harsh.

Then, a gap appeared.

A beam of light, through the gap, shone in.

The coffin board was slowly opened······

The harsh white light came in, and I instinctively covered my eyes with my hands.

After a while, when I finally got used to the light, I reached out, pushed the heavy lid of the coffin, and slowly straightened up and walked out.

But when I escaped from the black coffin, which was about to kill me, I found no one.

Now I am in a tomb, and next to me is the big black coffin.

In the tomb, there is that kind of ever-bright lamp, but it still looks a little dim.

Here, it doesn't look like a tomb in the cemetery, because the tomb is so deep that it is three meters high from the top of the tomb to the ground.

This is more like a royal or ghost cemetery, because only princes and nobles would let people dig up such a large "mansion".

I looked at the coffin again, and no wonder it was so strong, because it was really a top-notch, very heavy, very delicate coffin.

But who is it that puts me in this coffin?

Who rescued me? But what about others now?

Just when I was puzzled, suddenly, I noticed that there was something lying flat on the ground in front of the coffin.

I crouched down and picked it up.

That, it turned out to be a spirit card!

Wiping off the thick layer of dust covering the spirit card, I finally saw clearly a few eye-catching big characters on it - "Wu Qiang Spirit Position"!

What the? Wu Qiang? This, this is Wu Qiang's spiritual position?

Could it be that this is Wu Qiang's tomb?

Wu Qiang, Wu Qiang, why is this Wu Qiang again······