The interior of Yizhuang is very similar to a mourning hall.

An incense burner, two half-lit white candles, and a few plates of rotten melons and chickens in the middle.

Su Zimiao stretched out her feet tremblingly.

When his people came in, the door behind him also slammed shut, and he couldn't open it no matter how he pulled it.

"Master, what kind of sin is this!"

But the path he chose was to be completed on his knees, and I hope Feng Wanyue can come to him sooner.

After thinking about it like this, Su Zimiao simply moved slowly against the wall.

Luckily, the walls are cobwebs except for dust, which isn't scary.

Of course, if not...... The wooden coffin that stopped in the middle.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not weird, I'm not weird...... Su Zimiao kept thinking about it, after all, before going to bed, Village Chief Li also said that there were dead people inside.

But just as he walked to the corner, the coffin suddenly made a 'thump', as if someone was kicking inside.

Just when Su Zimiao's head was dazed and about to faint, there was a sound of people opening the sun inside.

"Is there anyone out there? Lao Nu helped to open the coffin board under it. ”

"How did you get in??"

Su Zimiao rushed up and began to push the coffin.

Don't look at this coffin is worn, but it is not ordinarily heavy, at least he can't push it away with his thin arms and legs.

"You're pushing out of the inside, too!"

"I'm pushing."

“…… You pushed the fart. ”

“……”

Don't blame Su Zimiao for being rude, it's just that this environment really can't be calm.

Especially good people are locked in coffins, and there is an inexplicable feeling of yin and yang.

After a few moments, the coffin did not change in the slightest, not even in position.

Su Zimiao felt that it was not a matter to waste such effort, so he simply stood still.

After pondering quietly for a while, he heard Wenren Kaiyang's proposal, "Do you have Master's talisman on you?" ”

"Yes."

"Stick it on the coffin, and wait for me to come out and pay you one."

"Forget it." A talisman of Feng Wanyue is worth 10,000 gold, as for the ...... of others I guess it's only a few taels.

Although it is said that the Kaiyang Demon Dao has been abolished, and now it can only be regarded as a small new Daomen, but at least there is a peach wood ruler that can fight sneaky, which is better than knowing nothing yourself.

"Okay?"

"What's the hurry, the master hid the talisman deeply, wait!"

At the same time as the words fell, Su Zimiao lightly placed the talisman in his hand on the coffin lid.

Almost instantaneously, as soon as it was dark, he lost consciousness.

*

Fire.

Redder than blood.

The heat seemed to burn her to ashes.

Feng Xuanyue, who was in a deep nightmare, finally woke up in a rooster crow.

Seeing the faint light coming in from the window, she was in a trance for a moment, and then realized that the two people who were supposed to stay by her side were gone.

"What about them?"

Seeing the female doll appear, Village Chief Li sighed, "It's late, they didn't listen to me last night, they went out, and they won't come back!" ”

Feng Wanyue pinched the mixed yuan bead bracelet, and frowned, "Did they go to Yizhuang?" ”

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

"The dead people in Lijia Village are all related to Yizhuang?"

“……”

If it is said that Su Zimiao may be disobedient and sneak out, Feng Wanyue can still understand it, but this time even Wenren Kaiyang is gone.

The strange thing is that she slept too dead last night, and the dream was so real that it was like ...... I have personally experienced it in general.

Village Chief Li took a puff of his cigarette, shook his head and persuaded, "Leave them alone, you can leave quickly, the carriage will stop outside the village, stop making senseless sacrifices!" ”