Seeing this scene at night is really a test of all players' endurance.

The men lay motionless on top of the dug grave, and the players waited for a long time to make sure there was no movement, and then they boldly walked over.

When I walked over and looked, I found that these people were all dead, and their bodies were lying neatly in the grave.

Looking down one by one, none of them were alive, with strange serene faces, all of them were skinned and drenched in blood.

"Ah, go back, it's scary."

A timid female player covered her mouth and suppressed her screams.

The others nodded, not knowing what Jing had asked them to see this scene for.

After several rounds of searching, searching back and forth in the village, they saw the empty building.

When the player saw the empty building, he was really relieved, and as soon as he saw that scene, the village was dead silent at night.

Walking in the village felt extremely scary, and finally saw the empty building, and everyone was tired and wanted to rest.

Shen Yingxing and the others went back to the third floor, and Xie Shasha took out the puppet in her pocket and put it on the head of the bed.

"Wait, there's something under the bed."

Just as Xie Shasha wanted to sit on the edge of the bed, Shen Yingxing stopped her movements.

She grabbed a broom from the corner and swept it out from under the bed.

Swept out a very strange thing, the whole thing was shaped like a broken broken porcelain jar, a hollow cylinder.

But on the surface, it looks like the paint on it has fallen off because of the age, like a peeling wall skin, mottled and broken.

The color is brownish-red as a whole, but there is also light red, and the part that falls off to reveal a few insides is dark red.

Shen Yingxing took it and looked at it for a while, her brows tightened more and more, and as soon as her hand loosened, the thing fell to the ground and made a dull sound.

"It's not broken, and it doesn't sound like porcelain."

This touch is also a little strange, and even a little elastic, a little thing fell out of it, Shen Yingxing squatted down, and did not touch it directly.

She looked at it for a moment, then pulled out a tissue, picked it up, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it.

Shen Yingxing put things on the ground with a solemn expression, looked at Xie Shasha's curious gaze and spoke.

"It's part of the body, and it's not known who put it in the jar."

Xie Shasha's face turned pale with fright, she had been sleeping in this bed for two days, that is, she had been sleeping on top of a corpse.

"It's okay, I'll just throw it out."

Xie Shasha nodded, watched Shen Yingxing take the jar out of the door, and waited for a while, but no one came back.

She looked at Ling Xun in the room with some confusion, and the two glanced at each other, without saying a word, waiting for Shen Yingxing to come back.

At this moment, Shen Yingxing had just left the door, and the five puppets that had been quiet in the corridor suddenly moved.

They launched an attack on Shen Yingxing, and the five puppets pounced crookedly.

Shen Yingxing dodged sideways, and the little girl on his shoulder accidentally fell to the ground.

With grotesque smiles, the five dolls lunged at the little girl on the ground, trying to grab the little girl.

Shen Yingxing took out a long whip and hit the dolls, instantly cutting them in half, the lower half of their bodies fell to the ground, and their upper bodies were suspended in the air.

The puppet slowly turned its head and stared at Shen Yingxing with a gloomy face, and a playful laugh came out of its mouth.

Shen Yingxing picked up the little girl on the ground and carefully patted the dust on it.

Countless sigils flew out from their fingertips, landing on the bodies of the five dolls, burning them to ashes.

"Well, it's okay."

Shen Yingxing treats the little girl puppet with a rare gentleness.

Putting the little girl back on his shoulder, Shen Yingxing pushed open the door and returned to the room.

"Rest well, it's okay."

Xie Shasha let go of her worries, and the three of them slept peacefully.

In the middle of the night, there was a knocking sound on the wall, as if a corpse was embedded in it, raising its hand and tapping on the wall.

Lao Zhang woke up in a daze, listening to the knocking sound in his ears, and was so frightened that he sat up from the bed.

"What's going on, is anyone knocking on the door?"

The knocking sound was exactly the same as yesterday, only this time it sounded in his ears, on the wall behind him.

Lao Zhang's hazy sleepiness was instantly awakened, and he immediately got up and moved away from the wall behind him.

There was still a continuous knocking sound on the wall, which frightened Lao Zhang and hurriedly came to Lao Wu's bedside.

"Old Wu, wake up, did you hear anything wrong?"

Lao Zhang shook him vigorously, but found that Lao Wu was sleeping very deeply, and there was no movement at all.

The knocking sound became louder and louder, and Lao Zhang took out the cross prop from his pocket and walked slowly towards the wall.

A human-shaped bulge suddenly appeared on the wall, and Lao Zhang held the cross high.

The percussion stopped abruptly, and Lao Zhang's face was covered with cold sweat, his expression was pale, and he slowly approached the wall.

The cross pressed against the wall, and the sound of the knock began again, this time with great force.

Lao Zhang watched as several wall tiles were knocked down, and he held the cross motionlessly.

The wall tiles were knocked and fell, and the more they fell, the red bricks fell all over his bed.

Until a complete corpse was revealed behind the wall, very shriveled and thin, and looked like an old lady.

Seeing this old lady, Lao Zhang's eyes widened in horror, this is the person who led them to the ancestral hall yesterday.

"Ah~!"

He took the cross and retreated, but the corpse was embedded in the wall but motionless.

After waiting for a while, the corpse still didn't react at all, and Lao Zhang was relieved.

He still didn't dare to approach his bed, so he pinched the cross and came to Lao Wu's bedside, thinking that it would be okay to get together with him all night.

The corpse was motionless, Lao Zhang lifted the quilt and lay down next to Lao Wu.

After one last glance at the corpse and making sure that it was not dangerous, he relaxed.

When he just wanted to sleep, he found that Lao Wu's body next to him was very cold.

That kind of person is more like the body temperature of a dead person, Lao Zhang was startled, he pinched the cross and slowly turned his head.

Lao Wu didn't know when he woke up from his deep sleep, opened his eyes, and looked at him quietly with his dark eyes.

“！”

Lao Zhang was startled, and before he could shout, he had just raised the cross, and Lao Wu in front of him showed him a weird smile.

pounced on him violently and choked his neck, Lao Zhang rolled his eyes when he was pinched, and a feeling of suffocation came.

Lao Wu's strength is simply abnormal, and he can't break free.

In the end, he was strangled to death on the bed, and black smoke rose, covering the two people on the bed, and there was no word for the night.