Sophora, on the left is wood, on the right is a ghost, which means that the ghost lives under the tree.

The locust tree is a tree with a strong yin atmosphere, and it is most taboo to plant at home or on the grave. Planting in the yard will affect luck, and even attract some unclean things, and planting in the grave will gather yin and evil energy, making the corpses in the grave easy to produce corpses, which is what we commonly call corpses or zombies.

Of course, people in the circle prefer to call them 'salted fish' or 'hairy corpses'.

And there is a tree tumor that looks like Zhong Kui on the ancient locust tree, in fact, this is not a natural formation, it should be that someone has performed magic on this ancient locust in the past, and carved a Zhong Kui image on the ancient tree. Tree nodules are like centipede scars formed after human surgery.

Zhong Kui, the folk worship it as the god of the town, because it can eat ghosts and ghosts, and engrave Zhong Kui's statue on the ancient acacia, and there is a stone tripod sacrifice in front of the tree, all these clues point to a possibility, that is, under the ancient acacia, it is likely to suppress something evil.

In ancient times, there must have been a master who instructed the villagers to bury it under the ancient acacia and engrave Zhong Kui as a sacrifice to suppress the monsters.

And now, Huang Yaozu has cut down the ancient acacia, and the things buried under the ancient acacia have come out to make trouble.

The master said this, which scared Huang Yaozu a lot, but in the end, he was modernly educated, and after the initial panic, he immediately asked the master for guidance. Although the master has two brushes, his kung fu is not deep, that is, half a bucket of water, I don't know the depth, I think I can subdue the things buried in the ground, even if I ask Huang Yaozu to find someone to dig it.

Originally, the construction of the hotel was to lay the foundation, and then dug like this, digging more than ten meters deep, and really dug up a thing.

It was a black coffin, buried in the soil for an unknown number of years, and when it was dug up, it was as bright as new.

This coffin is only half the length of an ordinary coffin, like a child's coffin, but if it is a child's, it seems to be much larger.

Could it be that this is a half-sized fat man?

Could it be that this fat man is doing the trick?

Digging up such a coffin, Huang Yaozu was very frightened, and he began to believe in the theory of ghosts and gods. He withdrew the people who came to dig the earth, and gave them more money to keep their mouths shut, and not to talk nonsense outside, after all, digging out the coffin from the hotel is a very unfortunate thing, and if it is spread out, who will come to live in the future?

Suddenly, he and the master were left in this courtyard.

Huang Yaozu asked, "What should I do next?" “

The master walked around the coffin and said, "It seems that it is a hairy corpse, go and get gasoline, dig a hole in the top of the coffin, pour it down, and then light a fire and start burning from the inside." Huang Yaozu hurriedly went to get gasoline in person. Because of the matter of digging the coffin, Huang Yaozu is studying today, and in the entire hotel, except for him, he is the master. He went to get gasoline, leaving the master alone by the coffin.

Who knows, when he got the gasoline back, he looked at it, but found that the master was gone.

At this time, Huang Yaozu discovered that at some point, heavy clouds had gathered in the sky, as if it was going to rain, blocking the sun's rays tightly. The hotel covers a large area, and there are no staff, and the traffic of the outside world seems to be isolated from the hotel, and for a moment, Huang Yaozu has a feeling that he is isolated, as if he is left with himself and the coffin in front of him between heaven and earth.

His scalp was tingling, and he had the courage to call out the master's name.

He thought that the master had gone to the toilet, and after shouting a few times, no one answered, so he stood aside and waited in peace.

As the minutes passed, the master was still nowhere to be seen, but the weather was even darker, and the black clouds were hanging low, revealing a mountain rain that was about to come and the wind was full of buildings.

Huang Yaozu was flustered, his eyes wandered, he sensed that something must have happened, but he couldn't be sure for a while.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that there was a trace of bright red on the side of the black coffin.

He had carefully observed this coffin before, but he had not seen this trace at that time, so where did this come from? Puzzled, Huang Yaozu approached the coffin, and when he got closer, he suddenly realized that the red mark turned out to be blood!

Fresh blood!

Due to time, the blood has clotted, and the blood stains extend from the edge of the coffin to the inside of the coffin.

Huang Yaozu only felt that his legs were weak, he subconsciously wanted to run, wanted to stay away from this coffin, but suddenly found that his body couldn't move. It was as if some invisible force was suppressing him. Huang Yaozu struggled with difficulty, and in the struggle, a rhythmic knocking sound suddenly sounded inside the black coffin, as if something was about to come out of it.

"Bang bang."

With this sound, Huang Yaozu's heart also beat, and the blood in his body accelerated his flow, and then, he watched the coffin board slowly be pushed up, and then a white hand wrapped in bones stretched out from the edge of the coffin.

On that hand, there was a layer of red fluff, and the nails were blue and purple, and it was more than ten centimeters long.

The fingers struggled, scraping the coffin board, and then the hand grabbed Huang Yaozu's collar violently, and then the entire coffin board opened. The moment he opened it, he didn't see the imaginary hairy corpse, but first saw the master he had invited.

The master was lying on his back in the coffin, all seven holes were covered in blood, his eyes were wide open, and his stomach was ...... Completely unspent. That hand was poking out from under the master's body, that is, the red-haired corpse was underneath.

In the next second, Huang Yaozu was also pulled into the coffin, and then the coffin board was suddenly covered.

As I said before, the coffin was relatively small, and adults couldn't lie in, but at that moment, Huang Yaozu's body seemed to be controlled by something, and he couldn't help but cooperate, and his body curled.

At this moment, he finally understood why the coffin was short and wide.

Lying in the coffin was perhaps not a fat man, but a curled up adult.

The moment he poured into the coffin, Huang Yaozu and the master had a close contact.

He could clearly feel that his lips were just next to the master, and the blood coming out of the other party's nostrils and mouth was all smeared on his mouth. He tried to move, but in a coffin, three people were crammed, and it was already very crowded, and his back was next to the coffin board, and his stomach was close to the master's dissected belly.

It was summer, he was wearing only a shirt, he could clearly smell the strong smell of blood in the coffin, he could clearly feel the soft intestines and internal organs in the master's stomach, and even clearly feel the liquid in his stomach wet his skin through the shirt.

Huang Yaozu wanted to vomit and opened his mouth to vomit, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a slippery and slippery thing entered his mouth.

That's a tongue.

Certainly not the tongue of the master.

At that moment, Huang Yaozu was trembling with disgust, and all the things he spit out were hooked by the other party's tongue, which reminded him of a dream he had every night, and the woman in the dream who couldn't see her face clearly always turned into a demon in the end.

It's her, it's her.

Although he didn't see the true face of this hairy corpse, Huang Yaozu was sure that what he entangled with himself in his dreams every night was this thing in the coffin.

He struggled, trying to stick out that tongue, but it went into his esophagus, throat, stomach.

Have you ever had a gastroscopy?

That's right, it's that feeling, something, forcibly probed into your guts.

Of course, that tongue is very soft, and it seems less uncomfortable to enter than to do a gastroscopy.

But the smell and touch of being soft and sticky, exuding a **foul smell, is enough to make people collapse.

What is it for?

At this time, Huang Yaozu seemed to hear a voice in his ear talking to him, to be exact, that voice sounded from the depths of his mind: "Thank you for letting me out." ”

"But why do you want to hurt me?"

"We are together every night, don't you like me?"

Huang Yaozu's eyes widened, in the dark, there was obviously no light, but he found that his eyes could suddenly see things, he saw a long-haired and red-haired face sticking to his own face, the other party's tongue kept drilling into his stomach, a pair of cyan eyes with white pupils in the middle, those eyes, staring at himself so closely.

What happened in the end, Huang Yaozu didn't know, because he had already fainted in the end.

When he woke up, he found that the excavated soil had been backfilled, the coffin was gone, and his body was covered with mud, and the time had gone from noon yesterday to the next morning. In other words, I fainted all night.

The most peculiar thing is that he still has a shovel in his hand.

Could it be that the thing that manipulated itself to backfill the soil?

Huang Yaozu touched his face, turned his head and vomited, he spit out a lot of mucus with red hair.

After returning to his room, he took a hot shower and hurried out of the hotel, that ghost place, he didn't want to stay anymore.