I'm running out of brains, what do you mean? This is the grave of our Qian family? Haven't we left the village yet? The second uncle has died a long time ago? What about the coffin?

At this time, I really know what the walking dead is, and I feel that my body is hollowed out, no, my spirit is hollowed out.

I've been weak since I was a child, and I've always encountered strange things. But he intercepted me directly at night and didn't let me go, so ruthless, I really haven't seen it.

I stayed with Uncle Liqin for about ten minutes, but it was as fast as a few seconds.

Uncle Liqin, like me, was completely desperate at this time.

The two of them were nervous and at a loss, and I couldn't help it, so I took out the pack of cigarettes again, and saw that there were still three or five left. So I ordered one for myself and Uncle Liqin, and both of them took a big sip hard, and I said:

Uncle, this.... Could it be my second uncle, who has some unfulfilled wish and wants to stop us... That one to do something for him?

Uncle Liqin said: It should be, you see that the name of your second uncle is engraved on this monument, and there must be a request from us.

Uncle Liqin then shouted at the tombstone: Aitian! What do you have on your mind to give us a hint, your son is injured, you stop us, we can't go to the hospital!

At this time, I heard the coffin behind the grave make a "pop", like the sound of breaking a wooden plank.

We both took a step back in fright. After a few more minutes, there was no more sound.

It seems that the second uncle gave us a hint, and it is this coffin.

But a big coffin that came out inexplicably in the dark night made a weird sound, what kind of fucking prompt is this? Does it remind us that the coffin is not of good quality and is returned for redo?

At this time, Uncle Liqin said to me: Little Minzi, what do you say is in this coffin?

As soon as Uncle Liqin said this, I knew it. Looks like the coffin has to be opened and looked inside.

Anyway, it was already in this situation, Uncle Liqin and I looked at each other for a while, and we both slowly walked towards the coffin.

This is the second time in my life that I have seen a coffin, and the first time I saw it was when my grandfather died. The rest of the funerals that I attended were all corpses pulled to the crematorium and a fire was lit, who had nothing to do with studying the coffin all day.

So my concept of a coffin is a big wooden box for a dead person. Of course, there will be many kinds of wood, and those tomb robbery novels don't mention any golden silk nanmu, gloomy wood and the like. I can't see any material for this coffin, and I don't want to come to the second uncle's house to be rich enough to buy golden silk nanmu to make a coffin, and it is estimated that it is to make do with some plywood or something.

The black coffin in front of me is very large, I have the impression that the coffin matches the human figure, but the size of this coffin, and the error between the dead man's figure is a bit too big, not to mention the dead man, I believe that this is for the dead cow.

Uncle Liqin and I took another look at the coffin that could hold the two of them, swallowed saliva, and with a heart, closed our eyes and lifted the coffin board.

I only heard a "pop", and the coffin board only opened a very thin crack, as if it was hooked by something, and no matter how hard we tried, we couldn't open it.

I was confused, which made us pay attention to the coffin, and did not let it open, in the end, how many meanings.

Uncle Liqin coughed, as if to resolve the embarrassment, and then turned to the head of the coffin to push.

I understood in my heart that this coffin was not opened and closed up and down, or turned over and opened like in the novel, but the lid that was pushed from the feet to the head after the dead man lay in, and there was a card slot in the middle, no wonder it couldn't be lifted up.

I was a little annoyed in my heart, thinking: Second uncle, this is too unreliable, why did you still have a coffin with a sliding lid, it is better to add a fingerprint to unlock it if you have this leisure.

At this time, the coffin lid had been pushed open by the two of us, and I took out my mobile phone to light it up, and nervously shone it into the coffin.

Inside the huge coffin lay a male corpse that was neither fat nor thin. He was very short, wearing a blue shroud, with his hands crossed on his lower abdomen, his face was white as if he had been powdered, his eyes were closed and his lips were red.

Damn, this place is evil!

Uncle Liqin and I couldn't believe our eyes, but no matter how you look at the picture in front of you, you can't be wrong.

In the coffin, lying down was the cousin who was supposed to be in the car, waiting to be taken to the hospital by us!