Chapter Twenty-Nine: Lifting the Coffin

Looking at their reactions, I was a little bit bad.

In particular, the twenty or so blind old men were still muttering about sacrificing me before, but now they were running faster than anyone else, even the old drunkard and the ghost uncle were the same, their faces were full of horror.

I asked, "What's going on?" ”

"What does it mean to lift the coffin?"

Uncle Ghost was about to answer me, but the old drunkard was the first to speak: "Now is not the time to talk about this. ”

"Ghost boy, let him go first."

"The body of the old blind man cannot be left here, and if it is affected by the coffin, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Hearing the old drunkard's words, Uncle Ghost didn't talk nonsense anymore, and immediately loosened the hemp rope on my body.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the ancestral hall, and then one of the two non-blind old men who had entered the ancestral hall walked out quickly.

"Can't be loosened!"

As he spoke, he rushed over directly and pushed Uncle Ghost away, and then stopped in front of Uncle Ghost.

"Old man Zhang, what do you mean?"

The old drunkard's brow furrowed slightly.

Uncle Ghost also felt a little more dissatisfied on his face.

"This time the coffin is worse than ever, and now is no time to discuss who killed the old blind man."

The old drunkard snapped.

What this old man said was naturally the person who suddenly appeared to stop Uncle Ghost.

But hearing the old drunkard say this, Old Man Zhang still didn't mean to get out of the way, but said coldly: "It's really wrong to lift the coffin this time, but have you ever thought about it?" ”

"Why was it normal before this, but when this kid came, it wasn't normal?"

"In my opinion, this must have something to do with the spirit coffin."

"This kid might really be able to let us find the coffin!"

It's the coffin again!

My brow furrowed slightly.

The hope that had just risen was once again extinguished, because I knew that when he mentioned the coffin of the spirit of the town, it was almost impossible for Uncle Ghost to let me go.

Sure enough.

Hearing Old Man Zhang say this, the old drunkard immediately fell silent.

Uncle Ghost's face was a little ugly, and he wanted to speak, but was stopped by the old drunkard again.

"What do you want to do?"

The old drunkard looked at Old Man Zhang.

"Leave this kid here." Old man Zhang said without thinking about it.

My heart sank again.

"No way!" Uncle Ghost finally spoke: "Leave him here, he will definitely die!" ”

"The old blind man was killed by him, his life was supposed to be returned to the old blind man, if his life can be used to let us find the coffin of the town spirit, the old blind man will feel relieved if he has a soul in the sky."

Old man Zhang said resolutely: "This is the joint decision of all of us. ”

"Ghost boy, if you want to stop it, even if you are a village keeper of Fengling Village, don't blame us for being polite."

"Don't forget, we're not from this Spirit Village!"

Uncle Ghost's face was completely difficult to see.

The old drunkard also fell silent.

After a long time, he sighed slightly, then looked at me and said, "Boy." ”

"This could be your fate!"

"Let's go!"

After the old drunkard finished speaking, he took the ghost uncle and walked to the ancestral hall, "If you don't leave, it'll be too late." ”

Seeing this, Old Man Zhang quickly followed after taking a look at me.

Soon, the door of the ancestral hall was tightly shut.

My heart sank to the bottom all at once.

And the sound of footsteps, wailing, and crying was getting closer and closer at this time, and even gusts of cold wind began to howl in all directions, and the dark clouds in the sky were hovering and covering, like purgatory on earth.

What's going on here?

This scene made my scalp tingle, but the hemp rope was tied so tightly that no matter how hard I struggled, it didn't help.

Finally.

After the clouds were completely enveloped in all sides, and the sky gradually became darker, the bean-sized rain poured down at the same time, and I began to see figures coming towards me from all directions.

They are very slow.

It's like falling with every step.

And those wails, weepings, came from them.

That's a person.

All of them were pale, and even the flesh and blood on their bodies had rotted a lot, and some of them looked more like skeletons, looking very mad.

This is the coffin?

I understood it all at once.

Especially when I saw the dead people passing through a black and white coffin, the lid of the black and white coffin was opened, and a figure crawled out of it.

Where is this coffin.

This is clearly a corpse fraud!

And these, if nothing else, all come from the black and white coffins at the door of every household in this Fengling Village, and nine times out of ten they are the aborigines of Fengling Village.

I just felt a chill in my back.

I've seen a lot of weirdness before, but I've never seen anything like it.

This is no longer enough to describe horror, and purgatory on earth is nothing more than that, so it is no wonder that those people have such a big reaction after hearing the coffin.

At this moment, I had the urge to scold my mother for the first time.

I can't imagine what would happen to me if these dead people came to me.

Nine times out of ten, it will be more painful than killing me neatly.

However, in addition to scolding my mother in my heart, I still had no choice but to struggle desperately and struggle again.

It's just obvious that it doesn't work.

Soon, there was a figure in front of me.

There was not a single trace of flesh on his body, only a tattered suit covering his bones, half of his head was missing, and only a hollow eyehole was left to look at me quietly, and there seemed to be a faint blue flame burning in it.

I looked at him and couldn't help but swallow.

The next moment, the same figures around me began to gather more and more.

It was dense, and in a short period of time, it surrounded me, and a bone-chilling cold emanated from their bodies, making my body become a little stiff.

But to my surprise, they didn't seem to have any intention of doing anything to me, but instead all set their sights on the coffin of the old blind man beneath me.

Before I could react, they were already frantically tearing the hemp rope off my body, and in a moment I felt relieved and quickly jumped to the side.

And from beginning to end, they didn't pay attention to me, but surrounded the coffin of the old blind man, and in just a moment, the coffin was completely torn apart, and the body of the old blind man was directly exposed.

Then I saw that they greedily began to suck the flesh of the old blind man.

Like a swarm of ants, the flesh of the old blind man began to gnaw at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I saw it in my eyes, and I just felt my stomach turn upside down.

In the blink of an eye, there was nothing left of the old blind man's flesh and blood, only a bloodstained skeleton remained.

And that's not the end of it.

Because I saw that the old blind man's body, which had lost his flesh and blood, was slowly standing up.