I saw that the room was still firmly locked with a big iron lock, but maybe the little man saw it too, but he jumped twice on my shoulder, and I touched the wall of the hall lightly, and I went straight into the house, which is really strange.

I went into the house, and there was a musty smell, and it was very hot to my nose. I see that the house is full of old purlins and rafters, and there is nothing interesting at all. I wonder if this villain is fooling me.

Just as I wanted to talk to this little man, I saw him facing the northeast corner, and I don't know what kind of spell he recited, and the corner of the wall slowly opened a door, which was a little wider than mine, but not very high, and could pass me.

The little man was on my shoulder, motioning for me to enter, and when I saw that there was a door in the corner, I walked in without hesitation. Who knew that inside it turned out to be a staircase of one step at a time, extending all the way down.

It seemed that I had walked nearly thirty steps, and I saw a large empty house in front of me. I took a look and thought there was no one inside, but as soon as I got to the door of the house, there was a commotion of people.

I looked down and saw a crowd of people about the size of the little man on my shoulder, pouring out of the room. Some jumped on my instep, some pulled my trouser leg directly, and I couldn't move, I was really afraid that if I moved, what if they stepped on it.

The little man standing on my shoulder, seeing that everyone was pouring out, jumped straight down from my shoulder and stood firmly at the door of the house.

All at once they gathered around him. Although these little people are very small, I don't know what's wrong, and I sound very loud when they speak. And the voices I heard were very familiar, like people I often see.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet, I'll invite Xiaoliang over." The villain who was originally standing on my shoulder, when he saw everyone coming around, stretched out his hand, made a gesture of please, and said to everyone.

Before I could figure out what was going on, the crowd dodged out of the way, and the little man who had seen me stood at my feet and guided me into the house. It was also to the northeast corner of the house, where a door automatically appeared.

I followed the little man and walked in. Fortunately, there are no stairs inside, and I saw that there was a small single room inside, and there should be a thing in it, and it was quite big.

When I got to the door of the room, the little man jumped off my feet. Motioned for me to crouch down, and he wanted to talk to me.

I hurriedly squatted down, only to see the little man's hand wave back, and the door in the corner of the wall just now closed automatically. I was amazed. I didn't expect this villain to have such a hand.

"Xiaoliang, I called you here to show you what's going on with this thing in this house." As he spoke, he pointed to the big thing in the room.

That's when I noticed that in this single room, there was nothing else, but a boxy wooden coffin. Oh my God, I saw the coffin again.

In fact, I've seen a lot of things like coffins, and if I hadn't seen them so often, I would have been shocked if one appeared in front of me.

But now, I seem to see coffins every day, and many of them are not made of wood. Forget it, I'll see what's in it first.

Thinking about it, I looked inside this coffin. Unexpectedly, this coffin is made of very thick wood, although the coffin looks a little old, but the inside of these wood looks very fresh.

I can't tell the age of this coffin, anyway, it doesn't feel like the coffins that we used when the Zhuang Master died right now. Because although the surface of this coffin is painted with black paint and asphalt, there are some patterns and words on the surface of this coffin.

It's just that this black paint is almost covered by asphalt, and if you don't look carefully, you really can't see it. I didn't look closely, just looked inside the coffin.

Unexpectedly, there was a corpse in this coffin, but this corpse was undressed, and this corpse was as if it had been soaked in thick blood, and it was still bloody all over its body. It's just that the black and red blood has been on this corpse, and it has not flowed down.

I could see that it was a man's corpse, but why was it covered in blood. Seeing this, the villain said to me: "Xiaoliang, you can see it, the people in this coffin were originally dressed and completely tidy, but it didn't take long for them to become like this." ”

The voice was so familiar that I looked at the villain, but the villain didn't notice me. But I really couldn't remember who this familiar voice was for a while, which made me a little anxious.

Seeing this bloodied corpse, I wasn't in much of a hurry. I've seen a lot of corpses in coffins, and most of them are decaying to the point of decay. However, this corpse doesn't know why, there is such a layer of blood on the surface.

I think this corpse seems to have been left for a long time, but his body is still intact, is this blood used to protect this corpse from decay? But why doesn't this blood flow down just on the surface?

I don't really understand, if there is anything attached to this corpse, I have looked at it several times and I have not seen anything. However, the next thing this villain told me was that it surprised me.

"Xiaoliang, we have lived here for many years, and we have always been very stable, since we found this coffin, we have one less person here every once in a while."

When I heard that, I was really scared. Could it be that the person in this coffin came out and ate this villain? However, this corpse is clearly a normal person like me, how could he eat villains.

I didn't understand it anyway, but just as I was crouching there, thinking about the villain, I heard a gasp as if someone was in the coffin.

Then I saw that the corpse moved. First the man sat up straight in the coffin, and then I saw his head turn around, as if he was looking at something, and I guess he didn't see me, because I was squatting on the ground, blocked by the coffin.

When I saw that the corpse sat up, and saw that there was nothing unusual, I suddenly thrust my finger into the side of the coffin lid, and I saw several dry fingers sticking out.

He was not afraid of being crushed by the coffin lid, so he slowly inserted his whole hand out. I could hear the strange sound of the corpse's mouth, and I saw that his hand kept stretching out, and it stretched out longer and longer, as if it were the one that would grow.

The hand kept reaching out to the ground beneath the coffin, and it was like a broom, looking everywhere and without knowing what he was looking for.