The abbot and I stood in the big house of the dumb man's house, watching the coffins around us thump and thump.

I tugged at the abbot: "What are we waiting for, why don't you run?" "

The abbot came to his senses and staggered out after me.

We had just run to the door when we heard a clicking sound behind us.

In the midst of my busy schedule, I looked back, and the lids of the coffins were all pushed open, and a hand or a foot was sticking out of the coffin. Or sit up alone.

The abbot and I were shocked: "I have seen it before, these coffins are empty, why did someone suddenly appear?" "

However, now was not the time to discuss this, and the abbot and I ran out into the courtyard as quickly as possible.

However, just walked into the yard. The two of us couldn't help but stop.

Because in the courtyard, those coffins are crooked, and many people also come out of them. They've blocked the retreat for both of us.

Time was pressing, and the two of us only hesitated for two seconds before the dead people behind us had already caught up.

I crossed my heart: "Abbot, let's kill the Lu." "

The abbot was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he grabbed the door frame and shivered: "Xu You, I can't move, you help me." "

I was angry: "Don't talk nonsense at this juncture. I can't carry your fat. "

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then took a difficult step forward.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and after this step has been taken, I have already started to kill.

The dead man closest to me had a hideous face, staring at me deadly.

I let out a shout and slashed at it with my peachwood sword. This sword sharpens iron like clay. The dead man's head fell off at once.

I was so excited that I shouted at the abbot, "Monk, don't be afraid, these dead people are terrifying. "

As soon as I finished saying this, the headless man suddenly pounced on me and hugged me.

Suddenly, a musty smell poured into my nose. I was sick and frightened. And this corpse is so powerful that I can't break free at all.

I was struggling to be hungry when suddenly, I felt a piercing pain in my calf.

I looked down and saw the heads of people rolling to the ground, and I don't know when the road had bitten my calf.

I wailed, my hands outstretched, and I held the corpse in my grip on the peachwood sword, and then stabbed him in the back all the way through.

After seven or eight stabs, the corpse finally fell soft. Still, his arms were holding on to me. Nearly dragged me to the ground.

I didn't dare to slack off and cut off both of his arms with a peachwood sword. Then, enduring the nausea, he tore off his two hands, one mouth, from his body.

Not daring to get up close or personal with the corpses, I took a few steps back with my peachwood sword.

I hadn't seen the abbot for a few minutes, and I shouted anxiously, "Abbot, where are you?" Still alive? I shouted, looking around. However, there is no shadow of the abbot anywhere.

I was horrified: "What about the abbot? Where did the abbot go? Already dead? "

As I was thinking this, the corpses had gathered around me.

As a last resort, I began to jump from coffin to coffin, dodging the dead. And from time to time he stabbed one with a peachwood sword.

Theoretically, as long as I keep going, there will be a day when I will kill all these dead bodies. But I didn't have enough stamina to hold it up.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuan has forced me to run circles around the river every day in the past few months, otherwise, I would have been tired by now.

I ran around the coffin in the yard over and over again, trying to escape through the doorway.

The gate is definitely not going to work. There were the most dead bodies there, and they were firmly guarded.

It's impossible to jump off the wall, I can't jump up with my physical strength now, as long as the speed is a little slower, I may be dragged down by the corpse.

Wait, jumping over the wall?

Just as my eyes skimmed over the wall, I suddenly saw a figure on it. I couldn't help but look at it twice, and the more I looked at this person, the more he looked like an abbot.

I couldn't help but shout: "Abbot, is that you?" "

The man neither moved nor answered me.

I was surprised and deliberately ran two steps in that direction.

That's right, it's the abbot, who is lying on the wall, as if he is asleep. I yelled near him, but the abbot never responded. At this time, I found that not far from the abbot, there was another person.

The man had his head exposed, his face flushed, and his hands were propped up against the wall, as if he was trying to climb up.

I took one look at this man, and I was shaken and stood on the ground.

This person is none other than myself.

I suddenly figured it out, looking at the posture of me and the abbot, it was as if I wanted to climb in from outside the wall.

But if these two men are me and the abbot, then who am I?

Suddenly, I had a bad thought in my heart.

Chances are, I'm already dead. No sooner had my body climbed the fence than I was dead.

This idea took root in my heart and slowly became ingrained.

Yes, yes. The master is a yin cha, and he hooked out the ghost and sent it here. And the abbot and I actually overturned the walls of other people's houses. It's easy to get our souls out.

Poor, the two of us don't know what to do, and our two souls are stupidly thieves in someone's house.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and when I didn't pay attention, I was caught by the dead body behind me.

In desperation, I continued to flee in circles in the courtyard. However, I noticed that the corpses began to besiege me in an organized way, and gradually, there was a tendency to surround me.

I was horrified, do these dead bodies have wisdom?

Suddenly, I noticed a problem, all the dead people were moving, they were besieging me, biting me, except for one. The man stood quietly behind the gate all the time. The candle was so faint that I wouldn't have been able to spot this man if it hadn't been for the many laps I had run around the yard.

It occurred to me that the mute had a special fetish for hiding behind the door. Could it be that these dead bodies are controlled by this person?

I suddenly had a bold idea, and I deliberately ran in the direction of the gate.

The corpses near the gate are particularly dense, and if you are not careful, you may be bitten all over the body.

Ten steps, five steps, I got closer and closer to the mute, and his face became clearer and clearer. However, at this moment, I stumbled and fell to the ground.

The dead people behind me rushed up and surrounded me.

I struggled to get up, but the momentum was gone. The two legs were grabbed tightly, and the body was held tightly, and he couldn't move at all. Moreover, bursts of heart-piercing pain came to me. I guess the dead bodies are biting me all over my body.

It's over, it's all over.

Just when I was about to give up, I suddenly had the idea of a fish to die.

I took a closer look at the mute standing behind the door, and then with a flick of my hand, the peachwood sword shot out, pinning him down.

I mean, I'm dead and I'm dead. I'm going to stab you before I die.

However, the peachwood sword slammed and nailed to the wooden door. The mute's body was pierced by the peachwood sword, and it actually disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

After the mute disappeared, the corpses around me disappeared. Everything just now was like a dream.

I looked suspiciously at the courtyard that had returned to peace. The coffins were scattered, the half-extinguished candles, and the bodies lying on the walls. All of this reminded me that it was true.

I took two steps forward and reached out to pull the peachwood sword off the door.

Something is wrong here, so I'd better hurry up.

I just ran towards the wall. Suddenly, I heard a soft sound from the coffin behind me. I was horrified: "Here you go again? "

I ran up the wall, and was about to flee, when suddenly, I saw a bald head sticking out of the coffin, looked around, and then stared at me and asked, "Is there anything wrong?" "

This man is the abbot.

I was surprised, and amused: "Why are you in the coffin?" "

The abbot crawled out of it: "It was terrible just now, my feet were weak, and I just fell into a coffin." I closed the lid of the coffin and hid it for a while, but I heard that there was no movement outside, so I came out to take a look. "

I beckoned to him, "Alright, let's go." The corpses will come out in a while, and we will both have to die here. "

The abbot and I climbed up the wall and looked at the other two people on the wall in a daze.

The abbot turned to me and asked, "Are we ghosts now?" "

I was also at a loss in my heart, and I thought my body was slowly walking past. Suddenly, his feet slipped and fell from the wall, and he was about to crash to the ground. Then, I felt my body hit the ground hard, and it hurt.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying on the street outside the coffin shop, surrounded by a group of expectant villagers.

I was about to ask a question, when there was a plop, and the abbot also fell.

The proprietress of the hotel came over and said to us, "Two masters, you should go in and catch ghosts." "

I cleared my throat: "We had a big fight with the ghosts inside just now, and it turned out"

Before I could finish my sentence, I was interrupted by the proprietress who said, "What are you kidding?" You climbed the wall halfway and then you fell, and it took only a few minutes before and after. What ghost hunting, what war? "

I was taken aback: "A few minutes? Was it just a dream? "

I looked at the abbot: "Was it just a dream?" How do I see a lot of dead people coming out of the coffin? "

The abbot's face turned pale, and he also nodded: "I saw it too." "

The villagers all had disappointed looks on their faces, and everyone shook their heads and sighed, "Two more dare not go in." It seems that there is no hope for our village. "

The villagers, some frustrated, some scolded, gradually dispersed.

Suddenly, the abbot said categorically: "It wasn't a dream just now, it's true." "

I looked at him in surprise: "Do you know the truth?" "

The abbot raised my hand: "Isn't this the beauty's?" "

I look at it, isn't it? The beauty's peachwood sword is still clutched in my hand.