Chapter 172: Life and Death (Part 4)

In fact, when I think about it, it instantly becomes a little clear.

I looked up and wanted to find a tombstone, I thought that in the center of the whole villa building, there would be a spirit plaque hanging down, at least similar to the signboard of a certain apartment, I didn't see anything like that, is this really a coffin?

Miao Qianqian said: "It's a coffin, how can I let you know?" Let you know that you live in a coffin and accompany the dead people inside to pass the loneliness, will you still live? Speaking of this, she raised her hand and pointed to the huge cubic reservoir on the top of the building, "Look, the rectangular one doesn't look like a spirit tablet, it's not good, it says the tomb of so-and-so." ”

The more you talk about it, the more evil it becomes.

I touched my nose and seemed to witness something amazing.

Just when we were about to say something, Peng Xionghua opened the door on the first floor, walked out and said, "Let's go in quickly, it's going to start to be lively inside." ”

I was stunned for a moment, nodded, looked at the two of them, and walked in with a smile.

Afraid?

Don't be afraid.

We have Xiao Qing'er, a big killer, and Bai Xiaoxue, the peach pit that stayed to suppress evil, it's not too empty, I don't believe it will be so unlucky, and the probability of meeting another Yinmei is too low.

We went up to the first floor of this big villa and it was really luxurious.

There were pool tables and mahjong tables, corner gym equipment, sandbags, treadmills and the like, two or three men and women were playing billiards, looking at us and just smiling, a man in blue bell-bottoms said, "Bring your friends to play?" ”

"Yes." Peng Xionghua wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then led the three of us up.

When I reached the corner of the stairs, he whispered to me, "This person is Anan, if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I don't think you would have known about it, this man was lying on the kitchen floor, squirming wildly." ”

I sweated on my forehead.

It is indeed unexpected, that person looks like a company executive, a successful person.

But who lives here is not a person who has some small successes? Things gather like and people are grouped.

When I got to the living room on the second floor, the lights were dark, there were two or three men and women watching movies together, and the big LCD screen was talking and laughing, and I was envious of it.

When I saw this scene, I felt that the two thousand yuan was not lost at all, and there was even a profit, and this pattern could not be taken without spending millions.

I said, "It's a day like this, it's no wonder you want to live here, it really improves people's quality of life." ”

"Hey! In fact, this kind of youth apartment usually appears in big cities such as Shanghai, and it turns out that it is really strange to appear here. Peng Xionghua smiled.

He led us into his room, which was exquisitely decorated, but very narrow, thirty square meters, except for the toilet and balcony, and the bed and cupboard, there was really not much.

Peng Xionghua asked a few of us to sit down on the bed, poured us a few glasses of water, and said, "There is still a while, I heard that the dance will start at twelve o'clock, and I don't know what to do, so I said let's make our own masks." ”

I said: masquerade? Can we blend in.

"I guess I can, just find something to block my face."

Peng Xionghua smiled bitterly, took a glass of water and drank it all, sat down on the computer chair next to him, and said: "Actually, these days, I haven't been able to sleep, most of the night, my mind is full of well-dressed and well-founded Sven white-collar workers, lying on the kitchen floor, naked on the floor crazy creep face, I don't know how many people in this apartment, will go to the kitchen floor for most of the night, maybe only two, maybe all of them...... Also, I've had many, many nightmares that I can't tell the difference between the real and the fake. ”

I said: What nightmare?

Peng Xionghua turned his head to look at Miao Qianqian and Xiao Qing'er, and said: There are ladies here, is it really okay to say this.

I said it's okay, it's older than me.

Peng Xionghua didn't hesitate anymore and said, "Do you know the special horror? I once dreamed that the whole apartment, the men and women in the whole apartment, all turned into wriggling white flesh worms, rubbing forward inch by inch, slowly squirming on the ground, passing by and greeting each other, this is simply an uncovered assembly. ”

I said, it's really scary, people have become a wriggling worm.

Then, after a deep sigh, I told him that this youth apartment might be a coffin building.

Peng Xionghua was surprised and said: "There is really such a thing, our apartment has bad intentions, and there may be a dead person hiding among us?" ”

I said, "It may indeed be so, who is the dead?" Do you have a spectrum in your head, do you have a little guess?

Miao Qianqian said: "If I guess correctly, she should still be a woman, she is just a yin spirit, not real, but in this coffin, it looks like a very real existence." ”

Peng Xionghua asked: What does it mean to exist or not?

Miao Qianqian spread out her palms and said very calmly: "It's an illusion, in layman's terms, it's evil, when you saw those people on the floor of the sun, maybe in their eyes, you were doing it with a woman in the kitchen." ”

"Kitchen? Kitchen? How can it be! Peng Xionghua pursed his lips in horror.

I saw that his expression was very wrong, and said in surprise: "You have always been heavy and gray, as if your body has been squeezed dry, is it possible, you are also in the kitchen with a certain woman?" ”

Peng Xionghua took a few steps back, and suddenly shouted in horror: "Impossible! Impossible! Liu Qing is obviously alone, I watched a movie with her! Hand in hand! Playing billiards together, she gently stroked me, saying that she likes to be in the kitchen, and I obviously just do it with a big living person....."

I realized in my heart.

He is still saying: others are disgusting, like a white flesh worm crazy on the floor, like a dead pervert, in fact, he ..... The day floor has already begun.

This powerful ghost is seductive and powerful, but it is in the other party's coffin, of course.

"We are now, also in other people's coffins, we are also burial objects, humanoid terracotta warriors that accompany entertainment."

Miao Qianqian was silent for a moment and said: "We are on the territory of the dead, we still have to be careful, but others don't know that we are coming for it, we can take the opportunity to find its life, and lift its coffin lid." ”

Miao Qianqian's idea is bold, but it is indeed a way.

Miao Qianqian thought for a while and continued: "What is certain now is that your Liu Qing is definitely not a living person, she is a yin spirit, in fact, she can't be touched, you think she is in Japan, in fact, she is on the floor, you think you are watching movies and playing billiards with her, in fact, you are playing billiards with the air, everything you say you see, you touch her..... It's all fake, your day.... Just the floor. ”

I said in my heart, Miao Qianqian is really unhappy, people are charmed by female ghosts and suck yang energy, which is miserable enough, and it hurts people so much.

"Nope! No way! Peng Xionghua covered his head in pain and squatted down, "She has her own thoughts, I love her character, and she is in love with me." ”

Miao Qianqian asked rhetorically, "Don't ghosts have their own thoughts?" You know, this is her grave and we are all in her coffin. ”

"I-" Peng Xionghua opened his mouth, and finally became speechless and decadent.

Miao Qianqian said: According to this situation, it may all be your sister Liu Qing, or she may be just one of them, and there may be more than one dead person here.

I nodded and said it was very likely.

At this time, I scratched my hair, looked at Xiao Qing'er in distress and said, "Can't you see your yin and yang eyes?" I just passed by, and I didn't see that the person was dead. ”

Xiao Qing'er shook her head and whispered: I can't see it.

I sighed: Xiao Qing'er knows a lot of theories, but she hasn't learned her own craft, just like she saw those people in her cottage before, the living and the dead can see it, and can't tell the difference.

Xiao Qing'er continued to whisper: "This house is so weird, it's a big coffin, and they are all complete, if it looks like only half of the body is left before, like the uncles and aunts in the village have their intestines falling out, I can definitely see it!" ”

I thought for a moment, and said, "Then we can only wait for the ball, let's sneak in and see how many dead people are there." ”