The sound came from another coffin, as if something terrible was struggling, and it was getting more and more intense!

I made up the appearance of the zombies in the movie, and my heart said... Could this coffin be a zombie? Why do you want to store it with the second uncle's body? I hadn't read the name on the other spirit card before..... Don't know what identity is?

His mother? No way! The second uncle's spirit card is in the front, and the other is in the back...... The identity cannot be more noble than the second uncle. That... Will it be his wife? It's also unlikely. The second uncle was contaminated with the blood of the tomb tiger in Inner Mongolia and couldn't have a relationship with a woman, so what could it be? Don't... Is it a corpse wife? A zombie wife? Purely for venting desires?

I haven't finished deciphering the memory of my second uncle, and I can't understand the mystery inside, as well as the previous ..... The overwhelming paintings, all weird and colorful, unpredictable, the most incomprehensible thing for me to understand is, how I... Awake again?

Breathing in the air in the coffin, I don't feel suffocated, isn't... I'm already dead? Now in a soul state? subconsciously pinched his neck, and there was really no heartbeat, and the artery was just a lump of dead meat.

I was sad for a while, I wanted to cry but I couldn't cry, I was really dead, but... Since he is dead, why can he still control the second uncle's body and really touch the coffin board.

The scratching of the coffin next door gradually stopped, and I was thinking..... Could it be the dead fox inside, there is still a little cub in the belly, who was thrown into the coffin by the second uncle, and now he has woken up and started to scratch the board desperately.

But...... It has been drained of blood by that painting, and it is dead thoroughly, the mother does not exist, and the son is in vain, and it must have died together.

Cough! It's Wen'er, who pretends to be a maid, that makes me feel a little sorry, this fox... I can really grasp people's hearts, and I know that what I think about for a long time is the little girl I haven't met.

So far, I have seen through many things, the so-called Miaoyu and the maid are all other people's dreams, the second uncle is so powerful, he can substitute other people's dreams into the picture scroll, set up a scene, and outline another life.

The so-called Miaoyu is Li Huanhuan herself, but in her dream she regarded herself as Miaoyu, and the maid still doesn't know which woman's soul it is? The second uncle used this dream control technique to manipulate other people's subconscious.

Other than that..... When he burned the "Twelve Hairpins of Jinling", the sound of "crackling" was really like the movement of the building burning, and there was a group of girls calling for help.

Even if they are infected with fox blood, why burn them, isn't it good to continue to put them in the painting? Or is the use value over and each disbanded...... Now in the fire-washed cloth, it shows the appearance of the skinned woman, not very good-looking, ordinary people, what is the second uncle using her for?

Could it be that in the other coffin...... Is that the woman? No, no, no, that's! Her skin was stripped by a red-blooded fox, what does it have to do with the person in the coffin? Again..... On the tablet of the second uncle's shrine, the tablet of the owner of the other coffin has already been erected, but I didn't see it clearly.

While I was pondering, suddenly... In the coffin where I was, there was a girl's cry, grief, grief.

I hear it! Precisely... It's the maid's! She... Isn't she already?

Looking around, there were no other "people" in the narrow coffin except me, and this movement did not seem to come in through the coffin board.

Don't... Wen'er isn't dead? Still alive? My mind was a little messy for a while, Wen'er... It was the she-fox who pretended to be talking nonsense, and what kind of painting was painted by Shen Sanbai, and the result was a piece of fire washing cloth......

"Woo woo woo ......" sobs are still there.

I felt my body float up slightly, like a phantom that had detached from the second uncle's body, and it was still my own appearance, and then "penetrated" the coffin and floated straight towards the security door!

This feeling... Like before, I was carried by a group of maids, and I flew into the sky in a daze...... The difference is that I couldn't see anything before, but this time, I can see clearly... Like a wisp of smoke, he floated out of the coffin and the secret room on the second floor, and came to the outside world.

The sound of the cry was in my ears, pulling me like a soul-attracting bell, flying straight south......

Beijing at night is once again presented in front of my eyes, the building lights are bright, the traffic is busy, the difference is that this time... It was like riding in a hot air balloon, and I realized that I had been locked in a coffin for a day, and it was night.

Death is not as unacceptable as I imagined, I know that I am just a soul now, and I also deeply understand the meaning of the phrase "why is death painful", in fact...... The state of the soul is no different from being alive, but it is more free and easy.

But this cry makes me feel sorry, where is it going to lead me?

Crossing the high-rise overpasses, I was dragged to a residential area, which... I have some impressions...... Isn't it Fengtai?

Drifting into a window, I clearly saw a girl, wearing a pink pajamas, holding Winnie the Pooh, sleeping with her back to me, crying more and more really, and then..."boom"! I was like a cigarette from a range hood, instantly absorbed into her body, and lost consciousness instantly.

......

"Woo, woo, wake up, wake up," In the chaos, I felt held by a person, and the cold wind around me was shivering, and I shivered from the cold, and opened my eyes slightly.

But I saw a dirty girl hugging me and crying incessantly...... She was disheveled and disheveled, like a beggar, and she was nestled with me in the corner of the ruined temple, guarding a small fire.

The wind was cold outside, and the snowflakes drifted into the broken windows, and the eyes were full of desolation and dilapidation.

"You?" I looked at her in horror.

"Childe, it's me," the girl's eyes were full of tears, and her originally sad and sad face showed excitement, and her little hand caressed my face.

"The slave family... It was some time ago, the maid who served you, have you forgotten? The girl snorted and looked at me affectionately.

"Are you Wen'er?" I was surprised.

The girl frowned slightly, and shook her head a little lost: "But no, the girl let other maids serve you again?" ”

"No, no, no! No," I sat up excitedly, and slammed her into my arms, hugging her so tightly.

For a while, countless thoughts surged, and I understood! This one... is the maid who really tried the clouds and rain with me for the first time.

The girl's body trembled slightly, and her hands slowly put on my shoulders, a little uncertain about her inferiority.

I kissed her cheek, holding her little face to look carefully, although it was smeared with black ash, it still couldn't hide its sweet face, although it was not as beautiful as Miaoyu, but it was also a little beauty embryo, very cute.

"Girl! What is your name? I asked excitedly.

"Slave... The slave family, called Begonia," the girl said shyly, biting her lip.

"Begonia?" I gasped, the name was so beautiful, just like the girl's smile, really like a blooming begonia flower.

"Childe, how did you end up in such a field? What about your uncle? The girl asked, puzzled.

"Uncle?" As soon as I heard this word, my tooth hurt a little, I really don't know if this girl in front of me really doesn't understand... Or pretending to be confused, or rather...... It was the nursery sent by the second uncle to tease me.

"He's dead," I smiled wryly, I really didn't want to show too much negativity in the face of the woman I loved, although I knew... It's possible that she's also acting.

"Dead? How can it be? The little girl scratched her head incredulously.

"You haven't said anything about you? Why did it become like this, and his face was all black? I asked with a smile.

The girl pursed her lips aggrievedly and muttered, "Why do you knowingly ask, your uncle burned our mansion, leaving me with nowhere to return, so I have to continue to be a lonely ghost......

"What... Lonely ghosts? My eyes widened in surprise, this sentence was too informative! It seems that the situation is far beyond my imagination!

Since she knew about the second uncle's burning of paintings, she must also know the plot of the fox spirit pretending to be her and me, and I and the beast were in the house in the clouds, and "The Twelve Hairpins of Jinling" was hung on the wall...... But why, when I mentioned Wen'er's name, she was at a loss?

"Childe... Are you scared? Begonia looked at me with some concern.

I shook my head and smiled bitterly, and sighed: "What are you afraid of, aren't I also a ghost now?" ”

Begonia snorted, lowered her head slightly sadly, and wondered, "How could you die?" It stands to reason...... You don't give a damn. ”

"Don't talk about me yet, girl, I'm very interested in you, what's the matter with you?" I asked with a smile.

Haitang bit her lip and said in a low voice: "Childe, the ladies, young ladies, maids, and errand servants in the Grand View Garden are not living people, we are all ghosts, and... It's been a long, long time since I died. ”

"I know that," I motioned for her to continue, and Begonia paused, describing to me an uncanny past.

It is actually a very lucky thing to be able to be reincarnated as a human being, many people do not want to be beasts in the next life, and do not want to go to hell to suffer, so they do not go to Huangquan Road, floating in the barren mountains and mountains, and would rather guard the memory of the past life to be a wild ghost, and when the time has passed, it is difficult to be reincarnated.

Begonia was a maid in a green building in her previous life, she couldn't bear the abuse of the bustard, she hanged herself, she belonged to the ghost of the dead in vain, the ghost of the dead did not cherish the hair and skin given by her parents, and she was going to hell to suffer, she was afraid, so she hid in a small temple as a lonely soul, and occasionally ate mice and sucked some essence and blood.

Later, I had to meet a master, collected a lot of wandering lonely ghosts, and placed a home for them, the so-called home is the painting of "The Twelve Hairpins of Jinling", they were arranged by the owner to play different roles according to their identities before their deaths......

Needless to say, that master is the second uncle, who is regarded as the existence of God by this group of poor lonely souls, and arranging a private meeting between Begonia and himself is naturally the meaning of the second uncle, everything is really what he is directing!

I listened to it, and it felt a little incredible, wasn't it...... My soul fluttered and fluttered, flew from the North Third Ring Road to Fengtai, got into the window, and landed on a girl, it stands to reason... It should have entered this girl's dream, and everything that happened was in a dream.

How could a normal person who is alive have that kind of dream? I've been dead for hundreds of years? This is also an exaggeration!