Lao Wu gritted his teeth and slowly stretched out his hand, thinking that he would touch a shriveled face, but when his hand touched the face of the person who pressed on him, he was stunned, and suddenly most of the tension and horror disappeared, and slowly touched the outline of the face with his hand, feeling the rough surface, when his fingers caught a thin thing that was upturned, he suddenly came back to his senses, what kind of dead man is this, this is obviously a paper person.

When he learned that he was pressed with a paper man, Lao Wu breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his hand and wiped the sweat on his face that he was scared out just now, panted and swallowed his saliva and scolded: "His grandmother is not finished?" Why are you still pestering me! After shouting this, he himself was stunned, why did he say that he was still pestering himself? But then a few things come to mind.

When they caught Wen Shenglian, they entered Zhang Mao's house, and at that time, there was a paper figure lying on his back when he encountered a ghost barrier, although it was scary, but it was just like this for a while, and then he forgot about it in a hurry, and forgot about this stubble to the back of his head. But when I went to Hengshan, I met the old god stick Baishu Immortal on the road, this guy didn't even know if he had a sentence that was true, but he said that he had always followed a woman behind him, that is, from this time on, Lao Wu always felt that his back was cold, and he had to look back from time to time to see if there was a woman behind him. But this matter went all the way to the cave under Hengshan, in the reflection of the eyeballs that appeared in the roots of the tree, and he clearly saw that he had always carried a female paper man with a big white face and two red faces and a red wedding gown behind his back, just like the daughter-in-law who had been carrying it all the time.

To be honest, Lao Wu was so frightened for the first time that his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand anymore, but fortunately, he was dragged out by his brothers in a panic. I haven't met the paper man since. But at that time, the picture was still replaying in his mind, and it seemed that he couldn't stop it over and over again, and he had a feeling that the paper figure was getting closer and closer to him, and it had already been attached to him.

At this moment, for some reason, the paper figure pressed on his body suddenly turned over. It was so strong that Lao Wu was squeezed low in the coffin. made Lao Wu stunned at first, and then panicked, and pushed the paper man against the coffin board, like knocking on the door.

Lao Wu was a little confused, he only remembered that the last scene seemed to be lying on the hillside and sleeping, feeling that he shouldn't have slept for long, how could he be sent to the coffin? And it's very solid all around, it feels like it's been buried in the ground, what is this for? Joke? Still is

Somehow, it turned to Wu Banxian. Remembering his eyes in the crack of the door in the middle of the night, isn't this guy trying to kill him? If that's the case, then this trick is a bit too ruthless, putting him in a coffin and burying him, which is much more ruthless than killing him directly.

The enclosed darkness around him, coupled with the paper figure pressed on his body, Lao Wu was furious in his heart, and he kept touching the surroundings behind him. He was now thinking about how to get out, and he would definitely have to be suffocated to death in a coffin like this in a few moments. Thinking of the grave robbers of the past. Some were killed by their own people, buried in the tomb, and slept with the tomb owner, and they would definitely live for several days before they died. Just like the environment at this time, you can't see anything in the dark, but it's often more frightening to not see than to see. Who knows if the man who has been dead for hundreds of years will take advantage of the darkness to raise his head to look at the trapped man, and maybe even walk over and grab him to play!

Unconsciously, Lao Wu began to think of those things that were not important, purely because he began to scare himself, and he was really scared a little, he was not afraid of dead people at this time. I'm afraid of this strange paper figure. If you want to say that the dead man has deceived the corpse Lao Wu has seen it several times, he is a little familiar with it, and he remembers the routine of how to deal with them clearly. But this paper figure should have been a dead thing, but it could hold the tablet and still move, and it would appear here for a while, and run there again for a while, in short, it had been pestering him, and it would not be fatal, but let it toss and live for several years.

When he was tired, it was most comfortable to smoke a cigarette, and it happened that Lao Wu touched the cigarette case in his pocket, but he didn't dare to smoke it. If you smoke in such a space, the smoke can't get out, and you have to choke to death. But thinking of the cigarette, he subconsciously reached into his pocket and escaped the match, and struggled to push up the paper figure pressed on his body with his knees, and then groped for the matchbox with both hands, and carefully slid a match.

"Poof!" A match burned, the usually inconspicuous light was shaking at this time, he couldn't open his eyes, some white light illuminated the surroundings clearly, Lao Wu hurriedly took advantage of the match was still burning, and squinted his eyes to look around.

The soft yellow firelight was white, and Lao Wu found that he was really lying in a narrow and slender wooden coffin, and there was still stubble on the wooden boards around him, and it didn't feel like a coffin, at least this coffin didn't meet the rules, and the dead man was too aggrieved to lie down, and he couldn't come out if he didn't want to, so he would definitely have to make trouble. But the burning effect of matches in the past was much stronger than ours now, but the wooden sticks are so long that they burn to the root in a few seconds, and if you don't let go, you must be burned.

Lao Wu hurriedly shook out the match in his hand, opened the matchbox again, and planned to take out another one from it. But he was too nervous and panicked, and he didn't have the right head in his hand, so he pulled the matchbox open and buckled it all on his body with a bang, and he could catch several with a casual wipe, but he didn't dare to light it, because he was full of it, and he was afraid that when he lit the fire, he would also lead the matches on his body, and it was really cremation and burial together, and there was at most a little smoke on the ground, so that people could see and think that there was green smoke in the ancestral grave of their family.

With the paper man on his knees, Lao Wu just wanted to see if the paper man who was locked up with him at this time was the one he had seen before, but the time for the match to shine just now was too short, and he burned his hands before he looked carefully.

But in the end, he couldn't hold back, carefully twisted a match, and pulled it directly on the rough coffin board, and after a spark the match was ignited, Lao Wu quickly took the opportunity to lower the match, illuminating a big white face, but there was no red face, it was a piece of paper with eyes and mouth, which looked no different from ordinary paper people, the key was that it was not the paper man in a red wedding robe, which made Lao Wu feel a lot more relieved. As soon as the person relaxed, he exhaled a breath in his mouth and extinguished the match, but Lao Wu suddenly noticed that the moment the match went out, the expression on the paper man's face seemed to move, and it seemed to be laughing. (To be continued......)