Chapter 3: Hiding in a Blood Coffin

A low and hoarse voice came from the heavy rain, Ye Chen couldn't help but scold, this old man is really crazy! has been chattering, and it seems that the illness is not light.

In the evening, grandpa came back, Ye Chen told grandpa about the old man coming to buy a sarcophagus, but he didn't mention it to him, he thought that grandpa would be amused by this bizarre thing, but unexpectedly, grandpa suddenly became nervous and hurriedly walked to the sarcophagus.

"He moved this sarcophagus?"

Grandpa frowned, looked at the palm marks left on the edge of the sarcophagus, and asked Ye Chen in a deep voice.

Ye Chen nodded, and muttered in his mouth for a long time, grandpa is so abnormal, he has a feeling that something is big!

"I didn't expect Lao Tzu to come to such a remote place, but he was still found by them! Chen'er, tomorrow grandpa will go out for a few days to do something, and you must not go out of the store these days. ”

Grandpa solemnly told Ye Chen, and also took out a pack of red incense candles from the upstairs bedroom, telling him that a few days after he left, he would light an incense candle behind the store every evening before going to bed, and he could sleep when it burned out.

If the incense candle is suddenly extinguished halfway, don't look back, be sure to walk to the sarcophagus, sleep inside, don't come out no matter what movement is outside, and be sure to wait until he comes back!

Hearing what his grandfather said, Ye Chen couldn't help but muttered in his heart, why is this thing so evil, they won't get anything that shouldn't be touched!

When it was evening, with a worried heart, Ye Chen went back to the upstairs bedroom and lay down, echoing the events that had happened all day today, he always felt a little scared, and he didn't dare to fall asleep.

In the end, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep in a daze, and faintly, he heard the faint clicking sound downstairs......

Early the next morning, grandpa picked up the package and left, looking at the back of grandpa who was far away, Ye Chen suddenly felt a little lonely and helpless.

In the next few days, Ye Chen would follow his grandfather's instructions to burn an incense candle at the back of the store, but fortunately, nothing strange happened, and the incense candle could burn out normally.

But on the seventh day, the incense candle had just been lit on this day, and it was blown out by a cold wind, and a cold feeling hit Ye Chen's heart.

Although he didn't believe in any ghosts and gods, this kind of bizarre thing still made Ye Chen stunned, thinking of his grandfather's words, Ye Chen hesitated, but turned around and walked towards the sarcophagus, lay down according to his grandfather's instructions, and then moved the coffin lid a little by himself and closed it completely on top of the sarcophagus.

After he finished all this, he looked around the environment in the sarcophagus, the sarcophagus was not clean, and some coagulated blood clots were distributed in the coffin, revealing a stale and fishy smell, which came in bursts, making Ye Chen keep vomiting.

Faintly, he also saw a puppet made of bamboo strips, wrapped in red cloth, lying beside him.

Seeing the puppet, Ye Chen couldn't help but move his body and deliberately kept a distance from it.

"Bang dang!"

A violent impact sound reached Ye Chen's ears.

Was the door slammed open? Ye Chen couldn't help but hold his breath, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

There seemed to be footsteps in the room.

"Poof! Poop! ”

Just when Ye Chen was panicking, a series of soft muffled sounds came from outside, as if someone was knocking on the sarcophagus outside.