The light wasn't very good tonight, and I was worried if I was looking at it wrong. When I rubbed my eyes and looked again, a pitch-black coffin was there, but the lid was open and lay diagonally aside. I'm at the wrong angle, so I can't see what's inside.

I waited on the wall for a while, and saw that there was not a trace of movement in the coffin. It felt like an empty coffin.

I shifted my gaze to observe the rest of the courtyard. The yard is not big, and it is very tidy, but for some reason it just gives people a sense of old and dilapidated. The dim light that had just drawn me to me was in front of me to the left, and it was coming through the window.

I hesitated for a moment and listened to the movement in the courtyard, and there was no sound in the dark courtyard. Isn't Tan Yaokun here? Or have you slept?

I put my hands on my feet, climbed up the wall, and then carefully jumped into the courtyard. In the dead silence of the courtyard, the sound of my footsteps landing on the ground was particularly harsh. I huddled in the corner and waited for a while, but I didn't dare to make a move.

After making sure that there was no unusual movement, I walked cautiously forward, and after a few steps, I stopped again, thought for a while, and then slowly came to the courtyard gate. Reaching out and gently pulling the latch open. Before you start, you have to find a way out for yourself, which is one of the lessons that I have learned from this experience.

After opening the courtyard door, I turned my head to look at the coffin not far away. As much as I wanted to go and see it, experience has taught me that it's not a good thing to be too curious. I don't think there should be any danger in that coffin, this courtyard will be completely exposed to the sun during the day, and no matter what kind of corpses are in the coffin, there will be no corpse transformation. Despite this, I still haven't gone over.

I looked away from the coffin, and stared closely at the window that was shining through the light. I don't know if it's because the glass on the window is so dirty that I can't see anything inside except for the light that comes through. I stooped under the windowsill and slowly poked my head up. But when I saw the glass on the window, I couldn't help but be stunned, this window was not installed with ordinary clear glass, but frosted glass.

This makes me very strange, the window is set up for indoor lighting, since the window is pressed but such glass is used, is there still anyone who thinks that their house is too bright?

I moved a few positions and kept changing angles, but I couldn't see what was going on inside the house. Suddenly, I noticed that underneath the window on the side, I don't know if it was a problem with the workmanship of the glass, there was a cherry-sized area in that place that was not frosted, but transparent.

I heard no movement in the room, so I stood up sideways, put my eyes on the spot, and looked inside through the small transparent area.

I saw a kerosene lamp on the table in the room. I didn't expect that in this era, there are still people who don't use electric lights in their homes, and they still use such primitive lighting. No wonder the lights I see are this color. The furnishings in the room are also very old, with an old table clock and a somewhat broken vase on the table. I glanced around the house, and the interior of the house was decorated in a typical Republican period, and I had the feeling that I was watching a period TV series.

After looking at it for a while, I wondered, this room is lit up, and the other rooms are dark, indicating that someone is here, but where is the person? I didn't see it, huh?

I was wondering, and suddenly, a white shadow jumped up from under the window, and I didn't react for a while, and I was stunned. But when I looked closely, the white shadow was clearly a human face. This face is painted with thick and eerie makeup, one face is painted pale, the two eyebrows are painted black, and the cheeks are painted with bright blush.

I was unprepared, I just felt like the hairs were tightening. The two arms that were on the windowsill froze suddenly.

And at this time, the face in the window actually winked at me at this time, and then grinned. A sharp laugh suddenly rang out, and with the dignity on this face, I only felt a buzz in my head, and my scalp exploded instantly.

I let out a low breath and gasped, holding back from screaming. I hurriedly turned around and ran, and because I was too nervous, I stumbled under my feet. I stumbled and almost fell, and in the panic, I reached out and grabbed something, which stabilized my body.

But I looked down and saw that I was holding the coffin without a lid. I immediately had a bad premonition in my heart, and the cold sweat on my forehead flowed down in an instant, because I vaguely saw that the inside of the coffin did not seem to be empty!

I quickly turned my head to look at the room just now, the door was still closed, and nothing came out of it.

I glanced down, and although I couldn't see what was inside the coffin, it was fortunate that it wasn't moving. To be on the safe side, I slowly pulled the short knife out of my waist with one hand, and carefully lifted the other hand from the coffin, preparing to retreat and leave.

But my hand had just been lifted from the coffin, and suddenly out of the coffin came another hand, which was dry and wrinkled, and the nails were long, like the hands of a dying old man.

I was so startled by this sudden scene that I couldn't hold back any longer, and exclaimed, "Ah! At the same time, he raised his short knife and was about to cut it.

At this moment, the light bulb in front of the door of a room on the other side of the coffin suddenly lit up, and a man was standing there, shouting: "Stop! ”

I was startled by his sudden shout. I don't know who this person shouted at again, whether to tell me to stop, or to tell the person in the coffin to stop. Anyway, I stopped chopping down, and the hand in the coffin was withdrawn.

I took advantage of this opportunity to take a few steps back, looked up, and saw that although the door light in front of the house was still on, the person was standing in the backlight, and I couldn't see his appearance.

But at this time, I didn't care about paying attention to this, and I didn't dare to turn around and run towards the courtyard gate. And I heard that as I ran, the man behind me also moved.

I opened the courtyard door and ran out two steps when I heard the wind rise behind me. I screamed badly, and just as I tried to speed up, I felt like I was grabbed by the shoulder. I didn't hesitate, I turned around and slashed over. Unexpectedly, this person was nimble, and he dodged sideways. I knew that I was in trouble at a glance, and I met Lian Jiazi. I'm afraid I won't be able to see enough of them!

I took the opportunity to break free and wanted to turn around and continue running, but I was sad to find that not only did I not cut the other party, but the other party had not grabbed the wrist holding the knife.

I was stunned for a moment, but before I could struggle, my arm was twisted by the other party and turned behind me. I was restrained at once.

When the other party pushed a little harder, my wrist hurt, and the short knife was out of my hand at once. But instead of falling to the ground, I caught it with my other hand. I exerted my strength again, picked up the hand that had caught the knife, and slashed at it. In fact, I didn't come up with this trick myself, but I once saw Wenmo use it, but I thought it was really powerful, so I remembered it, but I didn't expect to use it today.

The people behind didn't expect me to have this hand, and hurriedly stepped back, releasing my wrist at the same time.

I quickly ran away, shook my wrist, and turned my head to look over. This time, I saw the person's appearance clearly, and it turned out to be Tan Yaokun!