On the cold door panel, this corpse, which had long been cold, seemed to suddenly open its eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The eyes, which should have been full of dead light a long time ago, were clear and bright in the dim light. It seemed to sense something, and although it didn't get up from the door panel, its eyes shifted and looked out the window.

Although the room is not very spacious, because of the kerosene lamp, there is still some space in the room except for the bed and other wooden furniture, and after the door panel. The word "Xi" on the mosquito net on the head of the bed, although it has changed color a little, has not been torn off.

The outhouse was full of men, women, and children, and some were crying lowly, and the room with light bulbs lit was much brighter. Even though there was only one door away, no one came in. Naturally, no one knew that on the door panel of the inner room, the person who was already called a corpse had already opened his eyes.

He had a fairly intact hand, fingers tickling lightly at the door. I don't know if I want to hold on or grab something. His other hand was completely stiff and deformed, and his skin was still smooth and taut. Obviously, the skin has just been changed, but the fingers are almost together, not to mention that they can be straightened, but it is impossible to open them even if they want to. But this hand is also grinding on the door panel, but I don't know what he wants to do?

Because of his reaction, it made people feel as if he remembered. But maybe he couldn't control his body, but he couldn't get up anyway. But it seemed that from the night outside the window, something like a black mist seeped in from the outside and pounced directly on his lying body. Then, terrifyingly, there seemed to be a faint shadow that was about to break free from this body.

This is a handsome young man, although his face is a little panicked, but this shadow is constantly struggling, trying to get rid of this lying body. Just when he seemed to be about to separate from this body, the black mist seeping out of the window suddenly and quickly dissipated. This shadow seemed to be a little stunned, and I didn't know what to do.

As the black mist pulled away like a spiritual snake, although this shadow seemed to be reluctant to give up, it finally broke free. He was standing on the corpse on the door, and was thinking about something when the black mist seemed to dissipate. And it didn't have time to react, and it was pulled out of the window with a whoosh. The lying corpse still had its eyes open, as if it was watching the shadow disappear, but it couldn't hold it all.

"Knock knock! Knock knock! ”

Gently tapping on the side of the coffin, the bearded old man in the coffin, a pair of eyes in the light that came through the gap, looked a little chilling. At this moment, his thin hand was gently tapping the coffin.

There are people outside singing night songs instead of gongs and drums, and for this kind of old man who has passed away, although it has just broken the fifth season, this kind of due form is still there. The night song is famous in the neighborhood, not only has a loud voice, but also has a sense of depression and frustration. Because of his chanting and rhythm, no one heard the movement in the coffin for a while.

However, a trace of black gas outside seemed to be pouring in along the door of the hall, and slowly gathered on the side of the coffin. But because a lot of paper money was burned in the house, and of course, the people who accompanied the night kept burning smoke, so the whole hall was full of smoke, and no one noticed that the black gas floated into the coffin.

An old man carrying a wooden fire frame for a fire was coming out of the wing room on the right side opposite. He was expressionless, but suddenly saw the three big characters of Gao Yantang at the door of the hall, which seemed to be a little hazy in the dim light, and he couldn't help frowning. He stood quietly at the door of his house, looking at the flowing smoke, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but take out a piece of paper from his underwear pocket.

"Thunder starts from the east, demons are in front of you,,,,,, thunder soldiers, mine soldiers,,,,,, thunder orders fight! Pardon! Facing the door of the hall, the old man kept whispering a spell, and then the talisman paper was pasted on his hand, aiming at the door of the hall.

Immediately, the black qi that rushed into the hall close to the door quickly dissipated. The outside could not be re-entered, and the black gas in the hall immediately became a cloud of smoke and smoke, billowing on the top of the hall. No one noticed anything strange, but the man lying in the coffin, the muscles of his emaciated face trembled, and his eyes showed horror.

As the muscles on his face trembled and twisted, there seemed to be fear and sadness in his eyes. But he seemed to be a little futile, and although his hands trembled incessantly, he could no longer beat as he began, and could only shake like an electric shock.

The old man with the talisman paper looked calmly at the door of the hall. As if seeing that the three big characters were finally clear, Fang raised his head and looked out. It was pitch black outside, and there was still goose feather snow falling in the sky. The chill did not abate in the slightest, and the snow fell heavily and sprinkled the front of the hall with snow. Although there were some people at the door helping, no one seemed to see the movements of the old man in the corridor here!!

A withered body, swaying gently on the doorframe, like a child's puppet.

A pair of protruding eyes, with a little frightened unwillingness, but also a trace of desolate remorse. But it seemed that the divine light in her eyes had left her, because of her tight neck, and the somewhat long tongue that spit out, made her whole face strangely deformed.

It's quiet in the long corridor, it's just a hospital room. Because the door was closed from the inside out, and there was no one else in the room, it was quiet in the ward. The skinny old man must have been hanging here for some time, and the woman was still resting quietly on the side of the bed.

If someone looked through the window, the corpse hanging from the doorframe had a twisted and terrifying expression on its face, which was guaranteed to scream in horror. But it's late at this time, and because it's cold, where would anyone find out?

Suddenly, the dark window outside suddenly seemed to be even darker.

It was as if something was about to pounce on it, and the snowflakes that kept falling against the world made it feel like a dark cloud was pressing down. What's even more amazing is that it seems that countless black fogs are churning and approaching, and they are penetrating through the windows.

The black fog only seeped in a steady stream at first, and when it slowly spread along the space, the entire room was filled with this burst of black fog in an instant. Not only was the woman resting on her stomach being diffused, but even the emaciated old man hanging from the door was instantly surrounded by black mist.

Her eyes, which were originally full of life, actually twisted when the black air poured in from her nostrils and ears, and then the eyes seemed to flash a sad look.

It was a chilling situation, because instead of grasping the rope around her neck, her hands hanging at her side were trying to grasp something! It made people feel like she was a demon in the fog of the abyss, and suddenly appeared in front of people.

A nurse on duty slowly walked in the corridor, she glanced at the ward, probably saw the records in the medical record, checked the people in the room, and found that there was nothing wrong, and then moved to the next room. Because this is just a hospital in the township, the conditions are limited. Although there is an exception for light bulbs, the dim light makes people look even more gloomy in the dark night.

I don't know if she was scared or if she felt the chill coming from the staircase, she hugged herself. I don't know what to mutter, obviously a little dissatisfied with coming to the ward so late.

The eyes of the person hanging from the door were originally shining, but suddenly the black fog outside seemed to be more ferocious, and the tongue she spit out was shaking like a letter of a poisonous snake. Her whole body suddenly seemed to be in the air, hanging there silently. And when the north wind was howling outside, the black fog had no intention of dispersing.

Just as the nurse on duty approached the door of the room, the black fog outside suddenly broke off, and the old man who was hanging in the air tightened again. The pair of glittering eyes seemed to dim as well, and a vague figure seemed to be about to emerge from her body. And the nurse outside casually pushed the door, who knew that it didn't open it.

Although the door was not locked, she easily did not fully push it open when it was hung on the door frame by a person. She may have been a little surprised, but when she thought of the doctor's instructions and said that this old man was the elder of the family, she didn't make any mistakes. Instead, there was some strange gentle knocking on the door to see if it could wake up the people who were being cared for inside. After she tried it for a moment, suddenly there was a scream from inside.

"Dead man! Dead man! Someone hanged themselves! ”！！！

"Ahh

A low moan, almost like a roar, sounded from the fishing boat, as if announcing a kind of extreme. Of course, this extreme does not seem to stop immediately, but comes in waves, and it seems to be getting more and more exciting.

Surprisingly, with this roar, the curtain of light that bloomed became brighter and brighter. It's as if this roaring movement has endless assistance to this light. It was as if the release of this roar was an encouragement to the light.

No one can approach at this time, and it seems to outsiders that Yanhu Lake is cold and windy. There was snow in the sky, and waves were forming on the lake. Of course, in some still water areas, it is already frozen, but the further you go to the lake, the stronger the wave becomes. What's more, it was already late at this time, and the sky was too cold to get close.

The fishing boat moored in the lake could not be seen from the shore at all, not to mention the heavy snow in the dark night, and the vast view blocked the distance.

If someone can get close to the fishing boat, they will be able to see what is going on inside the boat. The two people on the bed were like a happy Buddha and Zen, and a huge wheel of light was being released on them, reflecting the light of the kerosene lamp, and when it was released to the outside of the boat, it formed a huge light curtain.