That's weird.

Xi Lin thought.

How does this place look like a supernatural copy, but there is no supernatural value?

"Anyway, be careful."

He gave the last instruction, and led his teammates cautiously approaching the mourning hall.

The mourning hall was quiet, and there was no one to keep a watch.

Ji Kaiqi turned around and didn't find anything abnormal, so he set his eyes on the coffin in the center of the mourning hall.

Inside, there seemed to be a sound.

Fine, sharp, like a fingernail scratching at a plank.

Ji Kaiqi approached step by step, and one hand was already on the coffin lid.

"What are you doing!"

The angry roar of his teammates frightened him, and the coffin board was pushed open a thin slit.

Huang Zhicheng rushed up.

"Ji Kaiqi!"

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"You can't mess with the things in the dungeon, and you still need me to teach you this? You're going to kill us! ”

Ji Kaiqi tightened his brows and took it back when he put it on the coffin.

He originally felt a little bad, but after being counted by Huang Zhicheng like this, he felt a trace of anger in his heart.

"What's the matter with you? I'll figure it out myself, do you think everyone is as timid and scared as you, and it's a waste? ”

Huang Zhicheng rushed forward and grabbed Ji Kaiqi's collar, and the two scuffled.

The two made a lot of noise during the fight, and the players who had gone to search elsewhere heard the movement and hurried back.

"What are you doing?"

Xi Lin didn't care to ask the reason, and stepped forward with Bartlet to separate the two.

After being separated, Ji Kaiqi calmed down a lot, snorted coldly at Huang Zhicheng, and didn't make any more moves.

And although Huang Zhicheng's eyes were scarlet, he was controlled by Bartlet, and he couldn't move, so he could only stare at Ji Kaiqi viciously, eager to pounce on him and bite off a piece of meat.

This is not right.

Although Huang Zhicheng doesn't like Ji Kaiqi very much, the personal grudge between the two is not serious enough to fight endlessly, so they will not fight because of a little contradiction.

Xi Lin squatted down and stretched out his hand to wave it in front of Huang Zhicheng's eyes.

"Huang Zhicheng, Huang Zhicheng?"

Huang Zhicheng was still in a state of rage, and he couldn't see anyone else in his eyes except Ji Kaiqi.

Xi Lin took a deep breath and hit Huang Zhicheng the back of the neck.

Huang Zhicheng lost consciousness, and the scene was temporarily controlled.

"What's going on? How did you guys fight? ”

Jyoti asked everyone's doubts.

Ji Kaiqi snorted coldly, and while tidying up his messy clothes, he replied angrily,

"How do I know, just quarrel and he rushed up, I seriously suspect that he didn't bring his brains when he went out this time."

Xi Lin didn't listen to his words of shirking responsibility, his eyes swept around the hall, and soon found the coffin that was pushed open by Ji Kaiqi.

"Who got it?"

Xi Lin didn't dare to approach rashly, and carefully wandered near the coffin.

The expression on Ji Kaiqi's face froze for a moment, and then he remembered what he had done before, and he was not embarrassed to push Huang Zhicheng's head, so he admitted it directly.

"I got it, I heard a sound inside the coffin, and I wanted to open it and take a look."

As soon as these words came out, several people in the mourning hall fell silent.

I don't know if it's a psychological reason, but after it quieted down, several people heard the rustling sound coming from the coffin.

Intermittent, vaguely and faintly.

Against the backdrop of the atmosphere of the mourning hall, it is not an ordinary horror.

Jyoti was a little scared.

She didn't dare to look at the coffin in the hall, and she didn't dare to close her eyes to kill herself, so her eyes wandered around the hall.

When she saw the bloodshot eyes on the wall, her heart beat faster, the blood flowed backwards, she forgot even to scream, her limbs suddenly lost strength, and her whole body collapsed on the ground.

"Jyoti, what's wrong with you?"

Bartlet, who was always keeping an eye on Jyoti's movements, hurriedly helped her up.

"On the wall...... There are eyes on the walls! ”

Jyoti resisted her fear to deliver the message.

Xi Lin glanced at Ji Kaiqi quietly, Ji Kaiqi nodded, and slowly approached the wall that Jyoti said.

The eyeballs on the wall seemed to feel it, and they turned around slowly, and then suddenly disappeared from the wall when Ji Kaiqi approached.

Airplanes~

The sharp short knife plunged into the wall of wood, leaving only a little tail, trembling slightly under the force.

Ji Kaiqi pulled out the short knife and waved his hand helplessly.

"Let him run."

"Run, run."

Xi Lin refocused on the coffin.

After a brief silence, there was another sound of scratching the planks in the coffin.

The closer you get, the clearer the sound becomes.

Xi Lin pursed his lips, and shredded hair fell from the top of his head, blocking his obscure eyes.

"Bartlet, open the lid of the coffin."

He said.

Bartlet let go of the limp Jyoti, walked to less than a meter from the coffin, and threw a punch hard.

The coffin lid was torn apart in an instant.

The four of them waited quietly for a while, and the coffin did not move, and then slowly approached the center.

Xi Lin held the props in his hand that could stay away in an instant, and finally came to the coffin.

The man had just died last night, but the body in the coffin was not like that.

His eyes burst out, and his shriveled skin was more exaggerated than a sun-dried tissue, like a dried corpse in the wilderness.

The most terrifying thing is that this dried corpse struggled to raise his right hand in full view of everyone, grasping the inner wall of the coffin with his fingertips, and slowly fell.

Zi –

An Suisui was still hanging out, but she wasn't as scared as she used to be.

Because she found that every townsfolk who saw her were as frightened and frightened as if they had seen a ghost.

Good guy, everyone is afraid of her, then she is still afraid of a yarn.

She is the source of fear!

Just after scaring the family, An Suisui was about to continue to the next target, but the whole town was lit up as if suddenly it was electrified.

Countless people opened their homes, holding a dim oil lamp, and marched in the same direction with the same goal.

Even Yu Jianian, who had been messing around with her and wiping her ass by the way, changed his face in an instant.

What's wrong with this?

An Suisui raised his feet and was about to follow, but was stopped by Yu Jianian.

"You can't just pass the years......"

Before Yu Jianian's words were finished, An Suisui made an OK gesture towards him.

"I know, these people are so afraid of me, they want to dress up."

Otherwise, it will scare everyone away, where will she go to see the excitement?

Yu Jianian: "......"

No, that's not what he meant.

Yu Jianian rubbed the corners of his forehead with a headache, pulled An Suisui strongly, ran to a family's house and stole two oil lamps, and then allowed An Suisui to follow those people.

After walking some way, the number of people on the road gradually increased, and everyone carefully guarded the oil lamps in their hands, looked numb, and rushed to the house of a man with a white cloth like a walking corpse.

Far away, An Suisui could already see the solemn mourning hall and the five players who were surrounded by hundreds of townspeople.