He said: "Chuanzi, I don't know what's going on, as soon as I saw the coffin, I felt uncomfortable, as if there were a pair of eyes staring at me in the coffin." ”

As soon as I heard this, I looked at the coffin, and I didn't know if it was a psychological effect, or what was going on, but I suddenly felt a pair of eyes in the coffin, staring straight at me.

I shook my head vigorously, rubbed my cheeks again, and said to him, "If you have any eyes, you must be dazzled." ”

That being said, I was also panicked, but I still resisted the fear in my heart and tried to lift the lid of the coffin.

The lid of this coffin is quite heavy, it is estimated that there are more than 100 catties, which is also expected, cypress wood is heavy, the coffin made of cypress wood is more than 800 catties, not to mention more than 800 catties, plus the deceased, it is estimated to be thousands of catties.

After a lot of effort, I finally moved the coffin lid through a two-finger-sized opening, and I looked along the opening towards the coffin, and found that the light inside the coffin was very dim, and I couldn't see anything, so I had to move the coffin lid a little bit away.

In the faint light, I looked over again, and just by looking at it, I felt a tingling in my scalp, and a cool air rushed from the soles of my feet to my head, making me feel like I had been struck by lightning.

But I saw a pair of eyes floating in the middle of the coffin, which were the size of a thumb and glowed red, as if they could hook away people's souls.

Hell alive.

I cursed, rubbed my eyes vigorously, and immediately lifted the coffin lid completely, and then looked, where were the eyes, it was clearly a shrine (kan) fifty centimeters high and thirty centimeters wide, and there were two shriveled apples on the side, and there was an incense burner directly opposite the shrine, which contained the remaining incense ashes.

The strange thing is that the general shrine is pretended to be the king of the earth or the lord of the land, but the shrine in front of him is pretended to be a wood carving, and what is even more evil is that the eyes of this wood carving are very large, as big as a child's fist, and they are also painted with a layer of red paint.

If I hadn't seen a stone carving in the back mountain, I would have even dared to believe that the wood carving in front of me would have been.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but gasp and make a shrine in the coffin, what kind of way is this?

Wait, huh?

At this thought, my eyes couldn't help but stagnate, staring directly at the wood carving, and I wanted to take it out and take a look, but some things are also very evil, and at the moment when I had this thought, the shrine fell down to the front for some reason, and a pair of eyeballs rolled out of the shrine.

I have to say that the eyeballs are made vividly, just like the real thing, I immediately took out the eyeballs, and took a closer look, the eyeballs are made of cypress, and they are very heavy to start, but I don't see why.

At this moment, that Qin Laosan came over, I was slightly stunned, and asked him if he was afraid?

He looked at a pair of eyeballs in my hand, smiled awkwardly, and called out to me, "Chuanzi." ”

I asked him what was wrong, and he said, "The moment this shrine fell, the feeling I had was gone. ”

As soon as I heard this, I stared at the eyeballs, except for the realism of the work, there was nothing abnormal, which made me very puzzled, and I vaguely felt that this shrine was too strange in the coffin, but I couldn't say why.

Then the two of us looked around the coffin for a long time, and as before, nothing came of it.

This made the two of us a little frustrated, and we thought that looking at this coffin would be able to find some clues or something. However, now except for a shrine, nothing was found, and he really answered a word, came with great expectations, and returned disappointed.

At that moment, I put a pair of eyeballs into the coffin, and beckoned Qin Laosan to close the coffin lid, and finally put the snakeskin bag on the coffin, and prepared to go back to the village.

After all this was done, Qin Laosan, who had been keeping a tight face, suddenly asked me: "Chuanzi, there is a wood carving in this coffin, aren't you curious?" ”

I'm not curious, I can't stare at this wood carving and not let go!

However, then again, this kind of wood carving, carpenters generally dare not carve indiscriminately, and if we ghost craftsmen carve, we generally choose willow wood or golden silk nan wood to carve, and will never use cypress wood to carve, and then think of the material used in the coffin.

It occurred to me that the coffin was not the work of a carpenter or a ghostsmith, and that even the shrine and the woodcarvings in the shrine were not the work of a carpenter or a ghostsmith.

The reason is very simple, people who know how will never make such a common-sense mistake.

So the question is, who hit this coffin? Who did the shrine?

For a while, I was full of doubts, and I was not in the mood to speak, so I glanced at Qin Laosan, meaning to go back to the village.

Qin Laosan didn't say anything, and walked behind me towards the village.

Some things are said, I guess no one dares to believe it, the reason is that this fact is too evil, I just walked seven or eight meters at that time, and suddenly felt that the position of the trouser pocket was a little hot, and I didn't care about it at first, but then the hot feeling became stronger and stronger, I couldn't help it, so I reached out and scratched it.

At this scratch, I immediately noticed that there seemed to be something in my trouser pocket, round and the size of a child's fist.

At that moment, I reached into my trouser pocket and touched it, a little confused.

When Qin Laosan saw that my face was wrong, he asked me, "What's wrong?" ”

I glanced at him, swallowed my saliva, and asked him in a trembling voice, "Third child, did I throw those pair of eyeballs into the coffin earlier?" ”

As if thinking of something, he nodded vigorously and said, "I saw you throw it in." ”

"And what is this?"

As I spoke, I pulled out the round object from my trouser pocket, which was the eyeball of the previous wooden carving.

Whether it is me or Qin Laosan, when I see this eyeball, my eyes are full of incredible, just as Qin Laosan said, he saw with his own eyes that I threw this eyeball into the coffin, and I clearly remember that this eyeball was obviously thrown into the coffin by me.

But now this eyeball has appeared in my trouser pocket, which is really unbelievable.

The two of us stared at this eyeball for a long time, but we didn't see anything, and in desperation, I had to ask Qin Laosan, "Third, let's open the coffin lid and take a look?" ”

He glanced at me, a little timid, but when he saw the eyeballs in my hands, he resisted the fear and nodded.

Soon, the two of us opened the lid of the coffin again, and just as we expected, there was an eyeball lying quietly in the coffin.

I glanced at Qin Laosan, and while I put the eyeball in my hand into the coffin, I said to Qin Laosan, "San, I saw it clearly, I put this eyeball in." ”

He swallowed and didn't speak.

After putting in the eyeballs, I looked at them carefully, and after making sure that both eyeballs were inside the coffin, I slowly closed the lid of the coffin.

After getting all this done, I exhaled deeply, touched my pocket again, and it was empty, so I talked with Qin Laosan while walking towards the village.

Just when we were about to reach the village, a figure hurriedly ran towards us, Dingqing saw that it was Huang Jinshan, he looked quite excited, when he saw me, he didn't say a word, he grabbed me and ran to the village, I asked him what was wrong, and said, "Dead again." ”

The simple four words were like a boulder weighing a thousand pounds to me, and I said urgently: "Who died." ”

He said: "I don't know who died, but I don't know that the man was burned beyond recognition." ”

Burned to death?

My expression tightened, and I vaguely felt that I had caught something, but that feeling was fleeting, and it wasn't until Qin Laosan muttered something on the side that I became cheerful.

(The subject matter I wrote is a bit biased, and the category is also unpopular, and I hope that friends who like this book will vote more and hang fans, don't let it die, thank you very much!) ）