Chapter 7 Above the Hall, Under the Attic

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The location where the fat man looked was the entrance to the attic directly above the hall. Coincidentally, I found that the two hour hands on the quartz clock in front of me were pointing in the same direction as the attic.

"What, go up and have a look?" The fat man turned back to me and asked.

I glanced up at the attic, and I didn't know what would be in the door of the black hole.

The fat man saw that I didn't speak, and thought I had acquiesced. He came over and pulled me: "Then let's go?" ”

The fat man led the way through the hall to the side of the hall. But when I looked up at the attic, I suddenly noticed a problem. The staircase leading to the attic is missing.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, then raised his flashlight and shone it on it: "Hey, where are the stairs?" After saying that, he seemed to think of something, and looked at me: "Hey, you say, if there is something hidden on this attic, it would be easy to explain that the staircase was removed." ”

"That's not right." I looked around and didn't find the demolished staircase around. "If there's really something in the attic, then why not take it away? Simply removing the stairs won't stop people from climbing up. With that, I went to the bottom of the attic and looked closely at the wall. Sure enough, there were several upward eyelets on the mud-brick walls. It seems that someone has already gone up before us.

The fat man also came up, stuck his finger into the wall and buttoned it, then withdrew it and twisted his finger. "This wall has been playing for some years, could it be left over when the stairs were repaired and nails were made?"

I shook my head and said I didn't know, "Let's find a way to go up and have a look." I feel like there's got something up there. ”

"How do you get up here?" The fat man looked again, "We don't have any climbing tools with us now." ”

I took a few steps back and rechecked the distance between the attic and the ground. It's about three meters. If I cooperate with the fat man, I should be able to go up.

"Fatty," I said as I walked under the wall. "You hold me up, and then I'll pull you again."

The fat man looked at me, nodded, and then half-crouched down and crossed his hands over his chest in a charging pose. I put the flashlight in my mouth, took a few steps back and rushed over to the fat man.

As with some action movies, the fat guy just threw me on it. But when I got up, I was stunned.

The attic was filled with coffins. The phoenix coffin with vermilion lacquer.

At that time, I broke out in a cold sweat, and my heart said what is going on, why are there so many coffins on this? And all of them are vermilion lacquer phoenix coffins used to bury women.

The fat man saw that I was half-squatting at the door of the attic for a long time without moving, so he called me below. I was startled by the fat man's voice, and I came back to my senses and looked down at him.

"What's up there?" The fat man asked me with his head tilted down below.

"Coffins, a lot of coffins." I say.

"Coffin?" The fat man was slightly stunned, and asked me again: "Dragon coffin and phoenix coffin?" ”

"The phoenix coffin, all of them are phoenix coffins." I tried to restrain my trembling voice, trying to calm myself back.

It's just terrifying. An ancestral house that has been abandoned for so many years, even if there is a coffin in the hall inside, how can there be so many coffins in this attic? And it's all women's coffins.

I was still thinking about it, when the fat man called me down there again, telling me to pull him up quickly. I came back to my senses, half-lying on the wooden floor of the attic and stretched out my hand to the fat man. The fat man did the same thing I had just come up with, one running and then kicking twice against the wall and grabbing my hand. But at the moment when the fat man grabbed my hand, the fat man's weight suddenly increased all over my right hand, and I was pulled down and sunk, and the whole person was almost dragged down by the fat man.

I finally pulled the fat man up, and I was still leaning against the door panting, and the fat man went straight into the attic.

"One, twenty-eight phoenix coffins." The fat man reached out and counted the number of coffins inside.

Eight? I was stunned for a moment. I'm too sensitive to the number eight right now. What are the eight outer elements, the eight doors in Qimen Dunjia. Now there are eight more coffins here. What does this mean exactly?

The fat man retreated to the door, stood on tiptoe and looked inside: "Hey, did you find a problem?" As he spoke, the fat man stretched out his hand and drew a circle in front of me, and said, "These eight coffins are actually seven coffins, and one is surrounded in the middle." ”

Hearing the fat man say this, I stood up and looked at it. Sure enough, the seven coffins took on a polygonal shape, enclosing a crimson coffin in the middle.

"What does that mean?" I asked the fat man. "It shouldn't be a coincidence to put it in such a shape, right?"

The fat man also nodded: "This is indeed a bit of a problem. After speaking, the fat man paused slightly, and seemed to make another discovery: "Hey, look at the heads of these coffins." ”

I looked down at the fat man and found seven coffins on the periphery, each with its head facing inside. That's weird. If it was placed casually, it wouldn't have been such a coincidence, right?

"How can I feel like a pilgrimage?" The fat man frowned, "Do you feel that this is something similar to" The fat man thought for a moment, and then said, "A feeling similar to surrender?" Just like the ancient kings accepted the bowing of civil and military officials. ”

As soon as the fat man said this, I suddenly understood: "Could it be that there is a special person buried in the coffin in the middle?" ”

To be honest, I wouldn't dare to go up and open the coffin in this case. But in my heart, I especially hope that the fat man can go up and open the coffin.

The fat man looked at me and asked, "Hey, what your dad said could be in the coffin in the middle?" ”

I was happy to hear the fat man say that. This dead fat man really wants to open the coffin.

I nodded and mumbled, "Well, it's very likely." After saying that, I deliberately stopped and asked him, "Then why don't we open it up and take a look?" ”

"Okay." The fat man answered, and then led the way towards the coffin. When we got closer, I realized that not only this coffin, but also the seven surrounding coffins had been covered with a thick layer of dust. It seems that these coffins were placed on this at the same time.

The fat man stood on the edge of the coffin, looked at the coffin and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked me, "Then I'll do it to the fat man." ”

I nodded: "Fat man, when did you become so abrasive." Hurry. ”

The fat man nodded, handed me the flashlight, and then drew his dagger and began to pry the wedge on the coffin. But before the fat man could pry out a few, I saw the fat man's movements stop.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

The fat man made a silent gesture and then pointed to his ear, signaling that he was judging something.

I just wanted to listen carefully, but the fat man suddenly snatched the flashlight from my hand and extinguished it with a snap. Before I could react, the fat man's hand was already on my mouth. At the same time, I heard the sound of wood rubbing against each other in the hall below the attic. My eyes widened.

If I'm not mistaken, there was a black dragon coffin in the hall below us. Holy, is the sound coming from the coffin below?