The old man behaved very calmly, and said lightly: "Indeed, what you see there is your grandfather's coffin, is he dead?" I don't know, I don't know if he's alive, or dead, or if he's alive like the walking dead. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

This person speaks, as if he didn't listen, but from his words, it is very likely that grandpa is not dead. Because the grandfather crawled out of the coffin and was not attacked by animals, he should not have died, but why is the head inside the coffin missing?

"Your grandfather's head is missing, it's a fact, your grandfather's body is still inside the coffin, haha." The old man said.

"What the hell do you mean? How do you know so clearly, are you the murderer? You killed my grandfather? Right? Jin Yang's blood surged upwards and began to get excited.

"I'm not a murderer, I'm just someone who went through this incident." The old man laughed, and then said, "How long is it until December 10th?" ”

Jin Yang pinched his fingers and counted: "It's only May now, and there are still seven months to go, what's the matter, why are you asking this?" ”

"You have to remember this time, it's very important to you." After the old man finished speaking, there was a sudden clicking sound, something was activated, and I saw that on the wall behind him, a door suddenly appeared, he passed through the middle of the door, the door healed automatically, and his voice still echoed in this small space: "Remember what I said, December 10th, this day, is very important to you." ”

He still has a lot of questions in his mind to ask, what is the prophecy in the coffin? Where did Grandpa's head go? The old man's voice could no longer be heard. He wanted to go down and see what was going on with the mechanism, to find the man and ask what was going on, but the damn eight-clawed monster down there stood in front of him, and the eight claws kept hitting the wall with a sound like a drum.

Could it be that this person is playing tricks on himself? I live a good life, I don't have any illness or disaster, why bother with a lot of trouble for a few words from this person? This reminded Jin Yang of the fortune teller at the roadside stall, doing some things chasing after the wind and shadows, don't worry too much, maybe it's just to scare others.

Thinking like this, he came outside through the chain, and saw Tong Xiangyu standing there, staring nervously at the top of the chain. Seeing him come out safely, Tong Xiangyu had a smile on her face.

They followed the stairs to the second floor, and the two of them stopped and looked at the gourd, still hanging there, not very high, level with their heads. Tong Xiangyu asked him: "I heard you talking to a person inside just now, what's going on?" ”

"I don't know what to say, I seem to have seen that person, it's hard to say clearly for a while, you are here looking at this gourd, I hurried outside to take a look, I don't know if that person has gone away." Jin Yang came to the outside of the ghost building and saw that the ghost master was still sitting there, and the ghost master saw him in a hurry and asked him, "Why are you going?" ”

"I'll talk to you later." How could Jin Yang have time to tell him so much, so he hurriedly came to the back of the ghost building, wanting to see if anyone came out there, only to see a series of footprints, along the river towards the distance.

Where the footprints began, there was a small hole, the size of a washbasin, through which the old man came out.

Looking at the direction of the footprints, he couldn't see if there was anyone there, so forget it, since that person didn't want to say, even if he got him back, he still wouldn't speak. The ghost master came to his side, looked at his direction in advance, and asked him, "What's the matter, can you see the ghost?" ”

"It's not a ghost, it's harder to figure out than a ghost, and I saw a very strange person." Jin Yang was about to tell him about the conversation with that person in the ghost building, so that the ghost master could also analyze it, but at this time, he suddenly heard a scream, and the voice was from Tong Xiangyu: "Oh no, the gourd seems to have undergone some abnormal changes." ”

Jin Yang and the ghost master glanced at each other, quickly opened their legs, ran towards the ghost building, came to the second floor, and saw Tong Xiangyu standing there, Tong Xiangyu saw them coming, pointed to the big gourd and said to them, "There is something wrong with the gourd." ”

I saw that inside the gourd, there was a drumming sound, a bit like the sound of being hungry, this sound was very slight, as if digesting something. The big belly under the gourd began to bulge continuously, as if something was about to slip out of the gourd's mouth.

The gourd fell on the table, and Jin Yang hurried over and covered the stopper, for fear that the contents would pop out.

As soon as his hand touched the mouth of the gourd, a bad feeling suddenly arose all over his body, his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move, unable to move his feet, and wanted to take his hand away from the mouth of the gourd, but it seemed to be glued, and he couldn't take it away.

His neck and shoulders could still move, and when he looked back, he saw that the ghost master and Tong Xiangyu had disappeared for some time, and the open space behind him was empty.

Where have they been in the past two days, how can they disappear after a while, and when I look forward, the gourd in front of me is also gone. His hand was taken back and he was free to move. He turned around, looked around, and found that the ghost building was also gone, and the place where he was now was a burial chamber.

There was a candle around, fluttering in the wind, and it seemed that it could be extinguished at any moment. The burial chamber is closed, and it is not known why the wind is blowing inside. It feels like your own worries are affecting the candle, and when you feel dangerous, the flame of the candle shakes.

On the walls of the burial chamber, there were many fierce ghosts, sneering at their fangs, with a hideous smile on their faces, although they were all frescoes, but these frescoes were very real, and they seemed to protrude from the wall, opening their huge mouths, opening their teeth and claws, and soon engulfing him.

He is the only one in this tomb, his consciousness is still very clear, he was still in the ghost building just now, why did he come here all of a sudden? It must be an illusion, and these fierce ghosts on the wall won't do anything to him. He closed his eyes and felt the situation around him, and the bitter laughter around him became more and more intense, as if there was an aura coming towards her, and her body instinctively shrank, but by this time, he felt even more frightened.

Yes, difficulties are like springs, the more you retreat, the tighter you will be pressed, and the same is true of fear, the best way to overcome fear is to face it directly, because if you don't face it directly, your fear of fear is your own imagination.