The pitch-black mourning hall under the night vision camera presents a misty gray, and the black and white growth is easy to capture, and my eyes are immediately locked on the front of the chandelier.

What I saw was a gray figure, just below the chandelier.

Strangely, this shadow was actually hanging in midair.

Suddenly seeing this strange scene, my hair exploded all over my body, and my heart almost jumped out of my body.

Why, there are ghosts in this world, and I can't think of any other reasonable explanation.

Thinking about it like this, I couldn't help but be a clever again, as if there was a cold electric current swimming over my limbs, stimulating my skin to tingle.

People are afraid of these things, and they are no exception, and I have even begun to construct what I am afraid of in my mind.

The first time I opened my mouth to call the fat man, but what I didn't expect was that my throat was a little uncomfortable for some reason, as if I was holding a mouthful of phlegm and holding a breath, and I couldn't make a sound at all.

It felt weird, tickling like little bugs crawling around in it.

But I could clearly feel that it wasn't my throat that was wrong, but that something was limiting me.

I didn't want to sit up from the coffin, but I forgot one thing, I was tied to the coffin.

My body was tied up into a dumpling, and I couldn't get my hands free, so much so that when my head touched the lid of the coffin, it bounced back again.

I tried to kick off the lid with my foot, but the lid was so high that I couldn't bend my knees at all.

Damn, I scolded myself fiercely, tying my hands was originally just to prevent the psychedelic effect of rosemary, but I didn't expect it to become a cocoon to bind myself.

Rosemary! By the way, how did I forget rosemary.

Rosemary comes to mind. I couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in my heart.

It's an illusion, it must be an illusion, I shouted in my heart, and bit the tip of my tongue hard.

"Shhhhh

The sharp pain made me gasp, and even my throat seemed to open a little.

However, I could not be happy, and the hope that had just been raised was dashed at once.

If it hurts, it means that it is not a dream, and besides, the thing is still holding in the throat

This discovery made my body fall into the ice cave all at once, and my whole body was cold.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel that the mourning hall has become colder, and it seems that there are streams of cold air coming out of the corpse next to me, and they are drilling into my body.

I subconsciously looked at the corpse next to my body.

The face of the female corpse was almost close to mine, and I could clearly smell a faint unpleasant sour smell that belonged to the dead.

Under the dim light of the mobile phone, the female corpse did not change significantly, and I subconsciously looked at her face.

I don't know if it's an illusion, in the dim light, I can't see her expression clearly, I don't know if it's an illusion, I always feel that the corners of her mouth are a little upward.

It's like laughing.

Also, I didn't smell rosemary.

I didn't dare to look any further, and my eyes fell on the phone screen anew.

I don't know if it was because the pain made me sober, but I found something different.

The strange black figure was not hanging in the air as I had just seen, but standing on a long bench, because I had not seen the shape and angle clearly.

Now it seems that this is clearly a person.

This discovery was like a man dying of thirst in the desert discovering an oasis, and it drove out all the fears in my heart at once.

It turns out that I really scared myself!

I looked closely, and judging by this person's huge and fat size, I was 100% sure that this person was fat.

It's just that what is he doing under the chandelier in the middle of the night? Could it be that the light bulb is broken?

But this is illogical, not to mention that more than a dozen light bulbs cannot be broken at the same time, just in this dark environment, how can normal people see it?

The fat man's movements are very slow, as slow as in a movie, and it feels like I am unconscious

This guy can't be sleepwalking, right? I muttered to myself.

Just when I was puzzled, a movement of the fat man directly lifted the heart I had just put down.

At this time, the fat man slowly and little by little raised his hands, his body on tiptoe slightly upward, and at the same time, his head also stretched out.

I grew my mouth in surprise and followed his movements and looked up.

Then I realized that there was a rope with the tip of the little finger tied above the fat man's head, the top of the rope was hung on the iron ring on the chandelier, and at the other end was a round rope sleeve hanging above the fat man's head.

And at this moment, the fat man is stretching his head into the rope sleeve little by little.

it! The fat man is going to hang himself.

My eyes almost popped out, is this guy crazy?

Before I could come back to my senses, the fat man's head was already stuck in the rope noose.

At this time, a familiar smell of rosemary appeared inexplicably.

I sniffled slightly, and the smell was all over my nose, and unlike before, the smell was suddenly unpleasant.

Suffered, the fat man may have been tricked!

Seeing that the fat man had completely wrapped the rope around his neck, I was anxious to smoke and bit my tongue again.

Stimulated by the pain, I was finally able to make a little sound.

"Fatty, wake up, wake up......"

However, my voice was still too small for the fat man to hear.

I struggled with my head against the lid of the coffin, trying harder to curl my knees back.

At this time, another strange scene appeared again.

On the screen of the mobile phone, a line of red words suddenly popped up.

The font is bright red and glaring, twisted as if it is written with a finger, and the red liquid is constantly falling downward, which is clearly the appearance of blood.

I can only describe the picture on the screen with shocking, there are a total of seven blood words, and I subconsciously read it silently in my heart.

Those who touch me will die

Looking at these seven blood-red fonts, a cold chill rushed from the root of my tail to my Heavenly Spirit Gai, and I was suddenly shocked and unable to move.

I silently repeated this sentence in my heart, remembering that when the fat man tied my body before, it was inevitable that he had touched the corpse.

If the fat man's weird behavior is because of rosemary, but what about these bloody words?

Without warning, it just appeared out of thin air.

Thinking about it carefully, I really didn't dare to go on with it.

The smell of rosemary was even stronger, making my head dizzy, mixed with a sour smell of dead man's body, which made me want to vomit.

The smell went straight to my nose, and it was the female corpse lying next to me who gave it the scent.

If I don't see the weirdness in this now, I'm really living in vain.

In the midst of intense fear, my head twisted towards the female corpse little by little, like a mechanical spindle.

She was still lying there quietly, really as if she was asleep, and there was no change from just now.

But when I looked at her, I felt the temperature in the whole coffin drop to freezing, so much so that my body was trembling.

It was at this time.........

"Smack"

I was awakened by the sound of an object falling to the ground, and the sound rang in my ears, and I remembered the fat man.

I hurriedly looked at the phone screen, and the fat man actually kicked off the bench, and the huge and fat body suddenly hung in the air, swaying under the chandelier, and the chandelier rang for a while.

"Fat ......"

I tried to call out loudly, but all I could get was a hoarse voice.

At this moment, I was really scared, and the fear I had never felt before was drowned out like a tide.

Now I understand how stupid the so-called atheism is, and that it is nothing more than my ignorance.

I want to save the fat man, I have to save the fat man.

I screamed frantically in my heart, exerting all my strength, trying to break free and sit up, bending my knees fiercely.

I don't have much time, only a few tens of seconds, and if I can't save the fat man in a few tens of seconds, he will definitely be strangled to death.

Die, get up.........

I yelled secretly, but there was still no way.

Suddenly, my phone flashed, and a new line of blood appeared in my sight.

The next one is you......