The old drunkard's words also silenced Uncle Ghost.

After waiting for a while, he said lightly: "Let him choose for himself." ”

I was slightly stunned, and the next moment I felt Uncle Ghost's gaze.

And the old drunkard's eyes never took their eyes off me.

I felt a little weak in my heart, but after thinking about it for a while, I said, "The Zhenling Coffin is very important to me. ”

The old drunkard sneered.

"More important than death?"

I nodded, I don't know where I got the courage, and I just looked at the old drunkard.

The old drunkard burst out laughing.

But soon his smile retracted, and after snorting coldly, he turned around and left directly.

I looked at his back, but for a while it was mixed and a little confused.

What is it that makes him have such a deep fear of the Zhenling Coffin?

Just when I mentioned it, he thought it would die?

As I thought about it, Uncle Ghost's voice came and interrupted my thoughts.

"Let's go."

"It's time to go back."

When I came back to my senses, Uncle Ghost had continued to beat the gong and walked forward.

I had a lot of questions, but I saw that Uncle Ghost didn't have any thoughts to tell me, so I had to hide my doubts in my stomach for the time being and continue to follow Uncle Ghost.

Fortunately, this time Uncle Ghost did not take me around the village, but took me to one of the houses with a candle flame.

I had noticed this room before, next to the ancestral hall of Fengling Village.

The furnishings inside are almost the same as those of the old drunkard's house.

The only difference is that the black and white coffin has changed from one to two, one large and one small.

The lid of the large coffin was open, and when you looked inside, there was still a futon and pillow, while the small coffin lid was tightly closed, and next to it was a brazier with some paper ashes.

Before I could say anything, Uncle Ghost had already pointed to the big black and white coffin and said, "You can sleep in it tonight." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and the corners of my mouth twitched slightly.

"Sleeping coffin?"

Uncle Ghost said lightly: "The family is simple. ”

"If you mind, sleep on the floor."

"I'd better sleep on the floor." I subconsciously said, not noticing that Uncle Ghost had a smile on the corner of his mouth when he said this.

And Uncle Ghost didn't talk nonsense to me anymore after hearing me say this, and directly took out the futon in the coffin and threw it to me, and then the whole person simply lay down in the coffin.

I also wanted to ask something about the coffin of the town spirit, but there was already the sound of Uncle Ghost snoring in the coffin.

I was a little speechless and touched my stomach at the same time.

The old drunkard who came before ate some peanuts, and was driven out after just taking a sip of wine, and his stomach was still hungry at this time.

I thought I could find something to eat here from Uncle Ghost.

But I never thought that Uncle Ghost didn't mean anything in this regard.

I had no choice but to find a suitable place to lie down with the futon.

It was a little cold on the floor, so I had to wrap my futon around my whole body and huddle up to try not to feel so hungry and cold.

However, as soon as I lay down, I felt a sense of sleepiness sweeping over me, and my eyelids became very heavy for some reason.

Faintly, I heard the voice of Uncle Ghost lying in the coffin.

He said, "Sleep." ”

"Sleep if you want."

His voice seemed to contain some kind of special power, which made me feel inexplicably relieved, so much so that at this moment I forgot that I was still hungry, I forgot about the cold, and even forgot that I was still in a place that I was not familiar with.

This place, according to the old drunkards, seemed to be ready to die at any moment.

And in fact.

I was careless.

When I woke up, Uncle Ghost's house was already full of people, although I was still in the futon, but I didn't know when I had been wrapped with a hemp rope, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a big tie.

And Uncle Ghost was surrounded by a group of people with an ugly face.

I looked over, and there was no one I knew except the old drunkard, but except for three people, including the old drunkard, all the others were blind.

That is, the only people left in Fengling Village.

I was tied up by them.

My heart sank slightly, I didn't understand what was going on, and hurriedly shouted, "Uncle Ghost, why did you tie me up?" ”

Hearing my voice, the twenty or so blind old men all looked at me.

Although they were all blind, the white eyeballs made me shudder at this moment.

I could clearly feel the hatred in them.

It's hatred for me.

This makes me feel even more inexplicable.

Uncle Ghost said with an ugly face: "The old blind man is dead." ”

I was stunned for a moment.

"It's not all ......"

Before I could finish my sentence, I saw the old drunkard staring at me, and although his eyes were not like the twenty or so blind old men, they seemed to be eating me, but they were also full of disappointment.

Only then did I realize that Uncle Ghost was talking about the old man with one eye who was blind at the beginning of the year.

"How is that possible?"

I was a little incredulous.

The old drunkard came up to me, his voice a little cold.

"Boy."

"What did you do last night?"

I'm a little confused.

After thinking for a while, he said, "I was with Uncle Ghost last night. ”

"I fell asleep when I came here."

"Uncle Ghost can testify to this."

The old drunkard glanced at the ugly uncle.

"Are you sure?"

When I heard this, I was even more confused.

"Do you think I killed people?"

"Who else but you?" At this time, a blind old man in sackcloth shouted, "Who else will kill him but you?" ”

"I said a long time ago that the people who came to find the coffin of the town spirit will definitely kill us."

"Even if he didn't kill someone, he definitely has nothing to do with him."

"I ......"

I looked at Uncle Ghost.

Only then did I notice that Uncle Ghost's eyes were already red with an ugly face.

I just wanted Uncle Ghost to testify against me.

The old drunkard snorted coldly again: "You did rest here last night, and the ghost boy also testified. ”

"But this thing ......"

The old drunkard took out a piece of red paper from his body and threw it on the ground.

"City god stickers?"

I was stunned for a moment.

The old drunkard said coldly: "This city god sticker, only the village guards are qualified to hold it. ”

"It was found next to the body of the old blind man."

"Who else but you?"

"Isn't Uncle Ghost also a village keeper? Didn't he? "I looked at Uncle Ghost.

Uncle Ghost sighed slightly.

"I do have a city god sticker."

"But every village keeper has a different sticker."

Uncle Ghost said, taking out a stack of papers from his body.

But it's not red paper, it's yellow paper.

"What else do you have to say?"