Xiaobao had just returned to his room, and when he suddenly remembered Wang Tao's fierce eyes and behavior before, he couldn't help but shiver all over his body.

It may be because he experienced a life and death not long ago, which made him suspicious and not careless.

In order to prevent Wang Tao from breaking out again, he hurriedly ran to the hall and closed the door tightly, and Xiaobao went back to the room to rest again with relief.

slept peacefully until the second half of the night, when Xiaobao suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside: "Hey! Open the door! ”

Xiaobao got up from the plank bed with a spirit, maybe the movement was too big and directly affected the wound on his left shoulder, and the pain made him breathe in the cold.

After getting off the ground and putting on his shoes, he came to the hall in three or two steps, and was about to open the door, but as if he had thought of something, he hurriedly took back his outstretched hand, and asked with a frown, "Who are you?" ”

Soon came a response from outside the door: "I'm your brother Wang Tao, hurry up and open the door for me, it's so cold outside, I'm about to freeze to death." ”

Xiaobao blinked, and then thought of Wang Taolai, who was unconscious in the grass shed before, and felt that his tone of voice was relatively stable at this moment, and it was estimated that he should be nothing big now, so he opened the door with confidence.

As soon as the door opened, Wang Tao's standard Chinese face first came into view, his expression looked quite normal, but the black color of the eye circles was obviously darker, and his mental state seemed to have not been adjusted to the best state.

Just when Xiaobao secretly looked at Wang Tao, he had already run into the house shivering with his arms in his arms, "It's so cold!" It's so cold! I really froze to death! ”

Seeing his urgent look, Xiaobao smiled helplessly, went to the grass shed to pick up some dry firewood, came in and lit a bonfire, and put it in the center of the house for him to keep warm.

Wang Tao gathered around the campfire, rubbing his palms and sneezing from time to time, apparently caused by a cold outside.

Speaking of which, it was really helpless to put him in the grass hut outside.

Judging from the situation at the time, Xiaomei couldn't drag his sturdy guy into the house at all, and Xiaobao's left arm was injured again, so he couldn't help at all, so he could only place Wang Tao in the grass shed nearby.

Out of guilt for him, Xiaobao plans to go outside to find some dried herbs and make him a bowl of hot soup to ward off the wind and cold.

When he came to the courtyard again, Xiaobao found that the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed, and the faint light of the moon was enough to see everything around him.

After taking the herbs, Xiaobao was about to return to the house, when he suddenly heard a strange tune that seemed to have no tone.

That's right, when Xiaobao's first reaction when he heard this voice, he thought it was an unknown tune.

But who would have such an elegant wind music on the big night?

Suspiciously, he followed the source of the voice and walked all the way to the door of the mourning hall behind the room, and Xiaobao stood in a daze.

Could it be that there is something evil going on in the mourning hall?

Xiaobao swallowed a mouthful of spit, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously touched the two spirit runes in his arms, which made him feel a little relieved.

Because the door of the mourning hall was hidden at the moment, Xiaobao couldn't see the situation inside for a while, and finally could only tiptoe to the front and look inside through the crack in the door.

In the center of the room, the two black coffins lay quietly, the light of the oil lamps still jumping up and down from time to time, and the strange tone of the sound they had just heard was gone.

Everything seemed so peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

This is strange, could it be that there is something wrong with my ears and I have auditory hallucinations?

Xiaobao was a little skeptical of his judgment, and when he was standing outside the mourning hall and was at a loss, he suddenly heard a cat cry behind him: "Aim!! ”

"Oh my god!"

Hearing this cat meow, Xiaobao jumped up from the ground almost at the same time, and when he turned around to see that it was just a fried black cat in front of him, he slapped his chest in fear: "It turned out that you guy made trouble!" ”

Taking a few deep breaths of fresh air, Xiaobao closed his eyes and shook his head, just about to drive the black cat away, but unexpectedly it directly slammed open the hidden door and went straight to the two black lacquered coffins in the center of the room.

When the black cat jumped on top of the coffin, Xiaobao suddenly felt as if the air around him had been frozen for a moment, and the indescribable cold aura made him shiver up and down.

Even if Xiaobao tried his best to control himself and calm down, he was still a little reluctant, his legs trembled and his heart beat faster and stared at the black cat, the black cat looked at him with a pair of dark green eyes.

Just when the atmosphere was in a stalemate, a gust of wind suddenly rolled up on the ground, and the wind came quickly and strongly, and there was a roar.

In the wind, Xiaobao vaguely heard a woman crying softly, but after careful distinction, he found that it seemed that more than one person was crying, and there were many voices of men, women, old and young at the same time.

In Xiaobao's frightened eyes, the two coffins in front of him actually began to shake slightly without warning.

At first, Xiaobao thought it was just his hallucination, but who knew that the coffin shook more and more violently, shaking the dust on the ground and flying wildly.

Sensing this vision, Xiaobao's face instantly became very ugly, and he muttered in his heart: Could it be that the person in the coffin is not dead yet?

In his heart, he was in doubt, and the black cat suddenly jumped down from the coffin, "Aim! ”

Xiaobao watched the black cat flash past him, and before he could figure out what was going on, he only heard two muffled sounds come into his ears: "Bang! Bang!! ”

Turning his head reflexively, he saw that the lid of the coffin had fallen to the ground, and then two shriveled corpses, with only skin and bones left, jumped from the coffin to the ground in anger.

This scene was really beyond Xiaobao's expectations, and he sat on the ground with a soft foot, cold sweat kept sliding down his cheeks, and he looked at the two dried corpses in a daze.

The two dried corpses were full of life, their eyes were dull, and there was a disgusting stench, which smoked Xiaobao to tears and almost vomited.

Maybe it was because of the unbearable stench, or because he thought of all the humiliating experiences in the past, Xiaobao actually gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground ruthlessly, put the two runes between his fingers, chanted a spell in his mouth, and strode straight towards the dry corpse.

When he got closer, he held the talisman with both hands and slammed towards the two dried corpses on the left and right, and at the moment when he saw that he was about to succeed, he didn't expect the two stiff corpses to disappear without a trace under Xiaobao's nose.

finally mustered up the courage to rush up, not only did he subdue the dry corpse, but also because the inertia of the forward rush was too great, he hung on his head and fell to the ground, Xiaobao stood in place for a long time, and still didn't understand what was going on.