There are quite a few blood-colored coffins, about 30 of them, and they are not neatly arranged in the room, either horizontally, vertically, irregularly inclined, or crossed.

Although the layer of blood-colored paint on the coffin was a little calm against the firelight, Zhang Tie had been running to the grave circle since he was a child, because he had lived in the village since he was a child, and he had done I don't know how many times he went inside to cool off in the summer.

It is precisely because of this experience that Zhang Tie is not very afraid of coffins or even dead people. The premise is that the dead person is lying on the ground or in a coffin, and not hanging in mid-air.

Because he was born afraid of people, or humanoid objects hanging in the air.

It's like some people are born unable to hear the sound of knocking on the table, and some people are born unable to hear the sound of scraping glass, as long as they hear that sound, their hearts will be extremely irritable, and there will be an indescribable discomfort all over their bodies.

Zhang Tie's situation is similar, except that he expresses this visually, not audibly.

Therefore, Zhang Tiecai did not choose the room on the right where the humanoid object was suspended, but chose the one with higher immunity.

Coming to a coffin nearby, Zhang Tie tentatively half-clenched his fist and knocked lightly on it, and then there was a series of "muffled" sounds.

The sound is a little muffled, it sounds solid, and of course, it is possible that the coffin is too full, or the lid is too thick.

Zhang Tie didn't care about this, the reason why he knocked on the coffin lid just now was just because he was suddenly interested, and he felt that this was also a kind of performance to highlight himself.

He also remembered Xiao Mo's advice before the filming of this ghost show, so he knew that there must be several cameras hidden in every corner of this room that didn't look like much.

Regarding the camera mentioned by Xiao Mo in his previous advice, Zhang Tiexin believed it very much, because the purpose of coming over to them was to film. But when the cameraman didn't follow, their shooting was still going on in an orderly manner, which showed that there must be multiple cameras working automatically.

He doesn't know anything about movies, so he doesn't know what kind of shooting method this belongs to, he just thinks that the current shooting technology is quite awesome, as long as the scene is set up, it doesn't need too much staff cooperation, and the shooting can be easily completed.

Not daring to show that it was too obvious, Zhang Tie lit a cigarette at this time, while puffing on the smoke. While seemingly unintentionally scanning the room.

This search continued until he finished the whole cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, thought about it and deliberately stepped forward to step on it, until he was sure that the cigarette butt was completely extinguished, and then he turned his attention to the coffins again.

Zhang Tie squatted down slightly at this time, opened his hands, and then tried to grasp the edges of both sides of the coffin lid.

"Up-!"

With a soft snort, Zhang Tie's originally black face was suddenly covered with a layer of redness, and then the heavy coffin lid was lifted to the ground by him.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound. Zhang Tie also let out a sigh of relief, the coffin lid was indeed heavier than he imagined, at least forty catties. He really couldn't figure out what a prop was doing with such a heavy weight. Fortunately, it was him who came here, if he was replaced by a big pair or a small double, he was afraid that he would not even be able to open a coffin lid.

Lift the lid of the coffin to the ground. Zhang Tie's gaze immediately moved downward, and then completely entered the coffin.

"What is this?"

Zhang Tie had already prepared to deliberately scream in fright, and then desperately escaped from the room. But to his surprise, there were no props such as dead bodies in the coffin.

Inside was a cloth bag, which was poured into the coffin, and one end was tied to death by a thin rope.

Zhang Tie stared at the cloth bag in the coffin with a puzzled face, the cloth bag was stuffed very full, and it could be seen that there should be a lot of small things in it, not just one.

"Could it be that this cloth bag contains a human head?"

Zhang Tie looked at the cloth bag inside for a while, then he slowly put his hand in, and then quickly touched the cloth bag, and then retracted it violently like an electric shock.

Through the touch just now, Zhang Tie was even more convinced in his heart that the things in the cloth bag must not be whole, but made up of some small bits and pieces.

Zhang Tie tried to grab the end of the cloth bag with his hand, and then lifted it up forcefully, and it was easy for him to lift the cloth bag out of the coffin.

Trying to untie the thin thread that was sealed on the cloth bag, Zhang Ti found that this detail was very tightly tied, and it was not easy to untie it. So he could no longer hang himself from a tree, but he put the sack aside, and he came close to another coffin.

The lid of this coffin was no different from the previous one, it was heavier, and the inside of the coffin also contained a bulging cloth bag.

Zhang Tie also took out the cloth bag, and then carefully observed it, the opening of the cloth bag was also firmly remembered by a thin thread, and he tried to solve it but still couldn't untie it.

"It's fucking weird, I can't solve it even if I want to get such a thin line on it."

Zhang Tie burst into a foul mouth depressedly, very unwilling to leave like this, thinking about how to open the cloth bag.

Anyway, he didn't have a clue at the moment, so Zhang Tie didn't let himself think about it, but continued to lift the lid of the coffin until he was tired and sweated profusely and opened all the coffins.

All the coffins contained that kind of cloth bag without exception, and each cloth bag was the same, I don't know what little thing was stuffed inside, and the mouth of the bag was rigidly tied by transparent lines similar to fishing line.

Zhang Tie sat on a coffin to rest, then lit another cigarette, and while inhaling heavily, he stared at the cloth bags in front of him with a depressed heart.

Because the cloth bag is flaxen-colored, the contents of the bag cannot be seen through at all, and the only way to know what is inside is to open the bag.

"I can't fucking open it yet, forget it, I'll ask the big pair of them in a while to see if they have nail clippers with them."

Zhang Tie couldn't think of a good idea, and he no longer forced himself to think about it, so at this time he had the idea of retreating.

He jumped off the coffin, and then habitually threw the cigarette butt on the ground, but when he walked over to make up for it and put it out completely, he suddenly thought of a way to open the cloth bag. (To be continued......)