I shook my head blankly, there was no life in the coffin, but what was the voice? Corpse fraud? However, given the current situation and environmental factors, this is almost impossible. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It was not loud, but it was silent, and it didn't take long for everyone else to come here, especially his wife.

She was the first to come here when she heard movement in the coffin, and then looked at the coffin in surprise and excitement, and kept muttering: "Not dead, he is not dead, he must be alive and so on." ”

Boom......

At this moment, the closed coffin lid suddenly shattered, and when the broken sawdust flew up, a white figure suddenly jumped out of the coffin, who is this person not Jian Xunsheng's uncle?

He jumped directly in front of his wife from the coffin, and without saying a word, he grabbed her neck and pinched her fiercely.

Although his bloodless face was hideous and terrifying, there was no trace of anger in his eyes, and the dilated pupils did not reveal the slightest emotional information.

"Jiayan ......" his wife struggled to change his name, but this man who would rather make a comeback for his wife had no reaction at all, and the hand holding her neck was tighter and tighter.

At this time, everyone who was frightened by the "corpse" also reacted and began to persuade him, but it didn't seem to be of any use, and his empty eyes still didn't look at her.

When I saw the call of the crowd, he didn't react, let alone retreat, so I rushed over and grabbed his arm and twisted it hard.

Under my influence, he was able to let go of his wife's hand desperately.

His wife staggered back a few steps and finally collapsed into the arms of her relatives, clutching her neck and panting, looking at the man who had been controlled by me in disbelief, and shed bitter tears.

He was controlled by me, but he still struggled hard to rush towards his wife, but fortunately, his strength was not very strong, and it was only about the same as a normal middle-aged man, otherwise I really didn't know if I could hold him.

"Jiahiko...... I'm your wife...... Do you save me from hating me like this? Her tears were like water bursting from the embankment, and the bitterness and sadness in them moved even to outsiders.

But fortunately, I was able to hold him back, otherwise he would have killed this wife who had no defense against him.

At this moment, a low flute sound suddenly came from afar, far away and silent.

Even these people who had nothing to do with the matter began to wipe their tears when they heard the sound of the flute.

The sound of this flute is desolate and terrible, and the half of the sky that resounded in this silent night, in this hidden sky without stars and moon, looked particularly sad.

Even when I heard it, I felt sad in my heart, the helplessness of being abandoned in an instant, the sorrow of humiliation that no one paid attention to, the death of my teacher, and the reunion with a beautiful woman but I had to say heavy words for each other to force her to leave......

All thoughts instantly rushed to my heart, and an unspeakable sadness flooded up, as if under the pain and suffering of life and death, life has lost its joy and brilliance.

And just when I was also moved by emotions and felt sad, the sound of the flute was much closer.

At this time, a woman in a national costume slowly walked from outside the door.

Her eyes were half-closed, and she played a turquoise jade flute.

That's where the desolate and muffled sound of the flute came from.

I suppressed my thoughts, forced myself to throw away the things I shouldn't have thought about, and looked at her.

After a long time, she finished playing this song, and looking around, these people were already crying, confiding in each other all their sad past.

"Why don't you shed tears?" Her voice sounded, and at this time, a voice as clear as a silver bell sounded, and it smelled like a broken jade, and the bluestone whispered.

She looked at me puzzled, with a pair of watery eyes without a trace of smoke and dust, as if this world had nothing to do with her, this noisy world had nothing to do with her.

I ......wondered why I couldn't hold back, why I didn't cry like them, but in the end, I didn't think about why I didn't cry.

"I don't know ......"

"Don't you have anything to grieve?"

"There is ......"

"Isn't this song sad enough?"

"Not ......"

"Didn't he remind you of your past?"

"There is ......"

"Then why don't you see sorrow? Why not tears? ”

"I don't know ......"

I subconsciously answered her question, and suddenly, I felt a cramping pain in my chest, what would this feeling be if I wasn't bitten by Xiao Yu in his unique way?

I was shocked into a cold sweat, this woman, just looking at me and asking a few words, almost completely controlled my train of thought, how did she do it. I asked myself that my experience over the years had made my mind better than that of other people, and even that my concentration was higher than that of other people.

But now, she just watched me ask me a few questions, and then took my thoughts away, and even I began to answer her questions involuntarily, if it wasn't for Xiao You's reminder that if she asked some special questions, I'm afraid I would have told people 1510.

Seeing that I was relieved, she looked at me in surprise, "How did you do that?" ”

I glanced at her lightly, and did not answer, and when she saw that I did not answer, she did not continue to ask, but looked at the other people here, and a trace of compassion flowed from her eyes.

"You people, with so much pain, why do you still live?" She asked everyone softly, and there was a hint of incomprehension and doubt in her eyes, in addition to the hint of pity.

It was as if she was really a little girl who was curious about learning at the moment, and when she encountered a question that puzzled her, she frowned and went to inquire.

But it is clear that the purpose of her words is not just to ask them the question, she is not seeking the answer to the question, but the consequences or consequences of the question for these people.

"yes, why are you alive ......"

"Life is all pain, why ...... to live"

"Life is full of misfortunes, why do you live ......"

"Living so sadly, why do you live ......"

……

These people wiped away their tears, muttered one by one, and did not hold the group to cry about their tragic past, all of them stood up and slowly walked towards the wall, as if in the next second they would collectively accelerate and then frantically crash towards the wall.

"Don't ......," I sandwiched the yin and yang forces into my voice and attacked the brains of each of them, and in an instant, these people who were running towards the wall suddenly stopped, looked at the others blankly, and then suddenly began to turn from puzzle to horror.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the woman, and when she saw these people looking over, she stepped back in a panic, as if she had really been wronged and bullied, if I hadn't witnessed all of them, I even wanted to protect her. (To be continued.) )