When I woke up again, I was already in the hospital, and I couldn't help but gasp because of the intense pain in my shoulder.

Why am I in the hospital and what is happening? Why am I hurt?

There was just a fragment in my head, and the headache was like a thousand pins and needles, and my brain was blank again.

Completely does not remember what happened the other day.

Back in the village, everyone was silent about what was happening.

He only told me that it is not good to know too much.

Naturally, I believed in the master and didn't ask too much.

In the evening, several people carried the corpse into the house, and the lord patted me on the shoulder and asked me to sew the corpse.

Looking at the corpse in front of me, it was a young man in his twenties, I sighed, took out three sticks of incense, lit them, and bowed to the corpse again and again.

Not for anything else, because I know that my craft is not good, so I apologize to the undead first.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I looked at the three incense sticks that had completely burned out, and I felt a little embarrassed when I looked at the missing arm of the corpse.

Master didn't teach me how to knead noodles before, so I didn't care about it.

Taking out the dough that had been distributed a few days in advance, I kneaded and measured the length of my arm, and then took the pigskin and covered the dough.

I accidentally dropped the needle on the floor when I pulled out the sewing needle in the drawer, frowning I only felt that this scene was familiar, but I couldn't say it.

I bent down to pick up the needle, and when I looked up, a black cat appeared in front of my eyes out of thin air.

What's even more terrifying is that the black cat is actually standing in a human clothes.

I didn't care about the black cat, I took the needle and sewed it tremblingly at the junction of the pigskin and the human skin.

By the time one arm was sewn, it was almost dawn.

Looking at the long and short hands of the corpse, my heart straightened.

It's weird.

When I walked to the door, my heart was pounding, and when I pushed the door, I found that the door would not open.

The bulb overhead was also not powerful and kept flickering.

The room was sometimes dark and sometimes bright, and my heart was pounding, and I was about to jump out of my throat.

I kept pushing the door and shouted to me, but there was no sound outside.

"Boy, you've made a big mistake." The black cat walked towards me nonchalantly with a cat's step.

Damn, why does this cat still talk to people.

I sat down on the ground in fright, leaning against the door, and my soul was almost lost.

"Then the old master didn't tell you that if the sewing needle fell on the ground, you have to change the needle......" It was a male voice, obviously coming from the mouth of a black cat.

Before the black cat could finish speaking, the corpse lying on the iron bed sat up, turned its head stiffly to look at me, and pulled out a strange smile from its cracked mouth.

Blank eyes stared at me, my hair stood on end, and I stood up and banged on the door.

Turning his head to look at the corpse, he had already gotten out of bed and was approaching step by step.

At this moment, I seemed to see the dawn, it was the figure of the master, and he came out of the bedroom.

Desperately banging on the door, I called out to the master, but the master didn't notice at all and walked towards the outside of the house.

The corpse's mouth was open, and blood was spilling down the broken arm I had stitched up, dripping on the ground.

"Tick, tick." The sound echoed through the silent room, and my heart pounded.

I picked up the broom on the side and pointed at the corpse, and the black cat didn't know when to jump on the kang and stand aside to watch the play.

I turned my head in ecstasy to see that I had come to the door of the back room, only one door away from me.

But no matter how much I shouted, he turned around and walked away as if he hadn't heard it.

Once again, hopes are dashed.

The corpse's cold hand was already on my shoulder, and I held the broom with both hands against the corpse's chin.

At this moment, there was a knock on the window, and when I turned my head, it was actually the village chief!

"Help, village chief!"

Fortunately, the village chief heard my cry for help, rushed into the house, kicked the body to the ground, and then pulled me up and ran out of the house.

I was relieved to see that the body had fallen to the ground silently.

The black cat took off her human clothes and followed me.

He kept meowing, as if trying to tell me something.

Looking at the village chief, his eyes were facing each other, and there was a greedy look in his eyes for a moment, and I broke free of his hand.

My body was preventing me from following the village chief, and I turned in horror and ran in the direction of my house.

Halfway through the run, he chased me out, and the moment he saw me, he slapped me in the face.

Covering my hot face, I was shocked, my lord never beat me, why did I ...... today

"Confused! What are you following the village chief, can't you call me if there's something? "Ye's tone was very angry, but I don't know why he was angry.

Is the village chief someone I can't get close to? It's not just my body that tells me, even my grandfather says so.

What the hell is going on, everyone is hiding from me.

When I got home, I couldn't sleep for a long time.

All the memories of those days disappeared in my mind, and the more I thought about it, the more sleepy I became, and I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but the voice of the master sounded in my ears.

"Hide it for as long as you want, don't blame the master."

Sure enough, I was hiding something from me, and I immediately sat up and was short of breath.

The master suddenly panicked, and slashed my neck with a hand knife, and I fell on the kang with black eyes.

What is it that makes me do this?

I don't know when, an unfamiliar voice came to my ears, always calling my name.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the room.

The corpse was riding on top of me, the smell of decay creeping into my nostrils, and I sat up and pushed the corpse away.

only to find that the corpse was just a phantom, and the figure of the master had long since disappeared.

The room reverberated with men's laughter, which was extremely eerie.

Looking around, there was no one.

With a long sigh of relief, I patted my chest to try to regain my composure, and tick, something wet dripped on my face.

Looking up, this scene almost scared the hell out of me.

I saw the man leaning all over the ceiling, grinning, and the old man's tongue sticking out was dripping blood.

My hair stood on end, my pupils shrank, and I was about to jump off the kang but found that I couldn't move at all.

I couldn't even move my gaze, I could only stare at the man's empty eyes, and my blood seemed to freeze.

"Ahh I screamed.

With a snap, the lights came on, and Ye appeared at the door and looked at the ceiling with a frown.

When I looked up again, I saw that the man was long gone.

I couldn't look directly at the ceiling anymore when I jumped off the kang, and I stumbled and talked about the situation just now.

He kept his face open, frowning at the ceiling.

He then dragged me out of the house, slammed the door behind me and tied the doorknob with red thread.

Without hesitation, Ye picked up the white chalk on the windowsill and drew a square on the ground.

A pot of green plants was placed in the left corner, a pot of charcoal was placed in the lower left corner, and a large pot of wet soil was placed in the upper right corner.

I immediately understood the master's intentions.

This is a painting of the ground for the prison array!