In the dim ancestral hall, Zhang Xiaoxiao lifted the hijab on his head and stood up, and ran to the door through the faint moonlight projected through the window.

She pushed and pulled hard a few times, and was not surprised to find that the door was locked.

She's going to have to get out of the night!

The sky was still clear tonight, and the moonlight could barely illuminate the ground, but the windows of this ancestral hall were relatively old wooden windows, and the light transmission effect was not very good, and it was almost impossible for Zhang Xiaoxiao to move freely in the room.

She fumbled her way to the window, leaning against the wall with one hand.

A person is locked up here, with a large coffin behind him, and it is impossible to say that he is not afraid. Zhang Xiaoxiao suppressed the fear in her heart and reached out to touch the edge of the window.

The windows of this ancestral hall are sealed!

After exploring for a long time, Zhang Xiaoxiao had to admit this fact. Somewhat weakly sliding down against the wall, she sat down on the ground.

Her eyes had grown accustomed to the light, and she looked up to see the coffin in the center of the room, and swallowed softly.

I heard that the man inside has been dead for half a month, so he must have started to rot...

Zhang Xiaoxiao was suddenly a little glad that the other party didn't take out the corpse, when she was a child, she had crooked the ceremony of yin marriage when she was messing around with her friends, and a very naughty boy said that yin marriage is to take out the body and worship the church...

At that time, for a long time, this became a small psychological shadow.

Taking a deep breath, she got back to her feet and began to look for tools that could be used.

Ji Yue and the three of them walked all the way back to the ancestral hall, and there was a fork in the road at the end of the path, which led directly to the waterhole next to it, but this path seemed to be rarely walked, and the traces of human trampling were not obvious.

"You go to the waterhole, pay attention to your own safety, and the two of us will go and bring Zhang Xiaoxiao out." Qu Yilian turned his head and said to Ji Yue.

"Blackie." Calling softly, Ji Yue called out Xiao Hei, who had been hiding in the shadows.

"You go with them, what's the matter for Qianqian to come to me."

Liu Qianqian was still staying with Zhang Xiaoxiao in the ancestral hall at this time, and it was the fastest and safest for her to pass on any news.

"Be careful yourself." Ji Yue instructed the two girls and then turned around and walked towards the path on the right.

Although Liu Xiaoying is an ordinary person, Qu Yilian is calm and has a very good strength, so there is nothing to worry about letting the two of them act together, not to mention that there are Xiao Hei and Qianqian.

"Meow~" I'll go with you!

The black cat, which had almost melted into the night and had only a pair of shiny green eyes, was a little dissatisfied.

Adults are very strong, but every time they are directed to go somewhere else, they are also very uneasy!

"Are you sure?" Ji Yue raised her eyebrows, and there was a hint of a smile in her eyes.

She stretched out her finger and pointed to the waterhole next to her, nodded and said, "It's okay, I remember you like to swim, let's go together." ”

Xiao Hei's face froze, turned his head to look at the sparkling water, and then rushed towards the direction of the ancestral hall without hesitation, and turned back to Qu Yilian and Liu Xiaoying, signaling them to follow quickly.

"......" Qu Yilian suddenly felt that the image of the demon in his mind was no longer so mysterious.

The two waves of people acted separately, on one side was Ji Yue, who was walking alone to the waterhole, and on the other side, there were two people and a cat who went straight to the ancestral hall.

The moon slowly rose to its highest point.

Zhengzi was the heaviest time of the day, and Liu Qianqian in the ancestral hall leisurely let go of her arms and absorbed the rich yin qi around her.

Suddenly a beam of moonlight fell from the room, hitting the coffin in the middle of the room.

A slightly strange energy fluctuation suddenly came from inside.

Liu Qianqian's movements froze, and she frowned and floated down.

She didn't pay much attention to this coffin before, Liu Qianqian floated closer at this time and looked carefully, and found that this seemingly pattern-like decoration didn't seem to be so simple.

This wooden coffin is very delicately carved, mainly dark red, and the dense patterns around it look like some mysterious characters in the moonlight.

How does this light get in?

Raising her head and looking up, Liu Qianqian found that there was a small gap at the top of the ancestral hall, and it was from there that the moonlight that rose to the highest level shone in.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was studying the door of the ancestral hall intently, and did not have any sense of what was happening behind him.

Knock –

The movements in his hands froze, and Zhang Xiaoxiao stopped his movements and listened attentively.

The ancestral hall at night was exceptionally quiet, and there was not even the sound of insects chirping in the mountains, and she could only hear her own breathing.

What was that sound just now?

Turning back cautiously, Zhang Xiaoxiao saw the coffin illuminated by the moonlight.

An ominous premonition crossed his mind.

She took out the broken glass she had prepared from her bosom and held it in her hand like a dagger.

After the sound just now, the ancestral hall was quiet again, and the black-and-white posthumous photos were still placed in the hall, and the young man on the picture was facing the direction of the gate where Zhang Xiaoxiao was.

Gritting her teeth and glancing at the photo, she felt more and more that the black and white portrait had a strange expression.

Delusional delusion!

comforting himself frantically in the bottom of his heart, Zhang Xiaoxiao kept giving himself courage.

It's definitely the light!

Trying to ignore the staring at him, Zhang Xiaoxiao turned around again.

At this time, the people of the village should have a banquet in the square, and even if she smashed the wooden door open, she would not attract the attention of others.

Having made up her mind, Zhang Xiaoxiao looked around the room, and finally fixed her eyes on a wooden chair next to her.

She walked over and pulled the wooden chair up with great difficulty.

The solid wood furniture was not lightweight, and she dragged her chair to the door with some difficulty, ready to start.

Fang didn't notice that the photo was okay, but at this time, after discovering it, Zhang Xiaoxiao always felt that there was a gaze watching her behind her, making her movements a little stiff.

After lifting the wooden chair twice and failing to smash it down, she sighed and turned to walk towards the photo.

She's going to put the picture down.

didn't dare to look at the person in the photo, she stretched out her hand and took the photo down, and sure enough, she felt a little relaxed psychologically.

Knock –

Just when she breathed a sigh of relief, a loud noise suddenly came from behind her! In the silence of the night, this voice had a thunderous feeling, coupled with the current scene, which made Zhang Xiaoxiao's hairs stand up!

She was standing in the innermost part of the ancestral hall at the moment, with only the coffin behind her...

Knock, knock, knock –

Three more voices sounded, and an unbearable chill rose behind Zhang Xiaoxiao, and she turned around stiffly with a frightened face.

The coffin, glowing faintly in the moonlight, was the only bright spot in the room.

The chill from behind me was even worse.