Not long after Xia Rui fainted, a strange figure appeared on the sparsely populated path, the dead Peng Qiang was slowly walking in the direction of the morgue, the rain in the sky had slowly washed the blood of the deceased, revealing a face covered with corpse spots, the already stinky body still made people feel disgusting, why did he appear in his home? And why did he leave quietly? What is his purpose?

No one knew what the dead corpse was doing, and just as the deceased approached the ancestral hall, a black shadow appeared in the darkness, "Hehe, the kingdom of death is coming, none of you can escape, enjoy the baptism of the kingdom of death." "The shadows in the darkness make that ghostly voice and laugh at the cowardly world, is it the declaration of the devil from hell to this world?

The black shadow pushed the back door open, and then led the deceased into the inside of the ancestral hall, the back door was closed again, with a few dull noises inside, the morgue in the ancestral hall slowly closed, looking through the gloomy door cracks, there were countless ghosts inside to discuss such an eroding action in the world, that hell-like ghost door, covering up all the secrets, is it salvation or extinction?

When I calmed down, I decided to send Xia Rui, who had fainted, back to the third aunt's house, "Let's go, let's get out of here," After what happened just now, my heart seemed extremely heavy, and even my voice became weak, "Okay, I think we need to take a good rest," I carried Xia Rui to the third aunt's house, and Han Dong followed me silently, without saying a word, it seemed extremely quiet along the way, and no one mentioned what happened just now.

When we returned to the third aunt's house, the third aunt looked at the strange expressions of the crowd and did not ask more, I carefully put Xia Rui on the bed, and then left the third aunt's house, Han Dong and I said goodbye at the third aunt's house, before saying goodbye, Han Dong wanted to say something again, his mouth seemed to want to tell me something, "Guoyuan," the apologetic eyes made the atmosphere solemn.

I smiled and didn't blame him, "It's okay, no one expected tonight's incident, I was also frightened at the time," I waved my hand and then walked farther and farther in the direction of my house, Han Dong looked at Li Guoyuan who was gradually leaving, and sighed and left, and when I returned home, my mind kept flashing the picture just now, the dead strong son had a bloody face and a stiff expression that confronted me for a while.

Are there really ghosts in this world? What exactly did the sudden appearance of the hadron want to convey? Is it a warning from the Grim Reaper or is there another purpose? I couldn't sleep all night, and a strong feeling of uneasiness hung over the room.

The alarm clock in the early morning woke me up again, the moment I got up, I felt a cramping pain in my head, I slapped my temple with my hand to try to alleviate the pain, I don't know how I fell asleep last night, looking at the messy sheets, I felt very bad, I got up, made the bed, and slowly walked to the bathroom, a stream of cold water sprayed on my face, so that I gradually woke up, looked into the mirror, the middle of my eyes was red and bloodshot, the eye bands gradually drooped, I sat on the bed in a daze after washing.

After sorting out my mood, I still decided to go to the morgue to see the situation of the strong son, and I didn't think to check if the strong son was still lying in the morgue for the sudden appearance last night, thinking of this, I hurriedly left the house and rushed to the direction of the ancestral hall, and when I was halfway through, Han Dong unexpectedly appeared, "Guoyuan," Han Dong who was not far away was walking in my direction.

"What's the matter, the spirit has become so bad, is it because of yesterday?" Han Dong looked in high spirits and asked with concern, "It's okay, why are you here," Han Dong suddenly appeared and I was a little surprised, didn't he make any new discoveries when he came to me so early? "Oh, I saw that you were in a trance last night and a little worried, so I came to see you, what's wrong with the early morning, where are you going?" Looking at my brother's concerned eyes, I had no choice but to tell him the purpose of this trip.

"I want to go to the morgue again to see if Hadron's body is still there, and I want to reconfirm last night's incident if it was really a corpse." After listening to this, Han Dong was thoughtful, silent for a while, and then decided to go with me to have a look, "Well, okay, I'll go with you," Han Dong said and walked in the direction of the ancestral hall, because Xia Rui's incident last night didn't want to involve others to come in, but Han Dong was still very insistent, and I didn't want to force it anymore, so I rushed to the closed morgue with Han Dong.

The silent gate hides a secret that no one can see, and even the strong sunlight cannot penetrate this gloomy ancient courtyard, and the wide leaves seem to hide everything inside, and the temple of hell is quietly born. After a heavy rain, last night,

It was as if everything had happened had vanished, leaving no trace on the ground, and dead bodies were lying inside the heavy gates, and a cold wind was depressing.

When Han Dong and I stepped into this place again, the silent space was still creepy, the thick cycad tree stood tall, along the cyan stone steps, we approached the morgue step by step, after the baptism of heavy rain, the air here became much fresher, the calligraphy stickers on the marble case were also clearly visible, and when we approached the wooden door frame washed by red paint again, an ancient atmosphere wafted out from the inside of the morgue, and the door of the morgue was not locked, It also means that there is nothing of value here that will attract the attention of thieves.

Han Dong pressed his hand on the door and slowly pushed open the passage to the deceased, with a bang, the door of the morgue was opened, and the breath inside became more and more intense, a hot and humid smell echoed in the air, which was also mixed with a rancid smell, which made people a little can't help but gause, Han Dong and I covered our mouths and noses, and then slowly walked in, because of the rain and long-term lack of ventilation, the air inside became very humid.

The white cloth covering the deceased has not changed, and the bulging object under the white cloth is telling us that there is a corpse lying there, and that position is exactly the bed where the strong son rests, but the originally lonely morgue has ushered in a new corpse, and there is another dead body next to the strong son, that is Zhang Zhibang's body, looking at the corpses under the two white cloths, it seems that there is no corpse fraud.

I slowly put my hand on the corner of the white cloth and was ready to lift it to see if it was a strong son lying down, when I slowly raised my hand I couldn't help but look at Han Dong, and Han Dong covered his mouth and paid serious attention to the truth under the white cloth, until the moment when the white cloth was slowly lifted my

My eyes still didn't leave Han Dong, but for some reason I didn't dare to look at it at this time, I just wanted to find some information from Han Dong's eyes.

At this moment, Han Dong's eyes showed a look of surprise, "This," Han Dong couldn't help but be a little stunned when he looked at the corpse lying on the bed frame, did he find that it was a strong son lying down? Or is there something else unexpected? I don't know, "What's the matter, who's lying down there?" I looked directly at Han Dong, and my hands couldn't help but tremble a little.

"How is it possible," Han Dong's puzzled expression revealed unusual information, he didn't tell me the truth directly, a strong curiosity suddenly appeared in my heart, and finally I couldn't help but turn my head, and found that it was Peng Qiang who was lying down, Qiangzi was lying peacefully on the bed frame motionless, except for the damp environment stained with a layer of moisture, but there was no sign of being wet, and there was no dirt or footprints on the ground.