At the moment when Xizhou opened the coffin, Nanfeng smelled a corpse smell, although it was not strong, but it was very stomachy.

There were no bodies inside, but they had been contained. Maybe it was claimed, maybe it was buried, and then an empty coffin was freed up.

Xizhou laboriously drilled into it and asked Nanfeng to go in with him.

The south wind's head shook like a rattle.

Xizhou was anxious and said, "Come in!"

"I don't want to go in......"

Xizhou took Nanfeng's hand and dragged it into the coffin: "There is no time, only in this way can we live!"

"Why?"

"I don't know the specifics, anyway, you come in quickly, come in and talk about it!" he coaxed her.

Da, da, da-

I don't know if it's an auditory hallucination, but Nanfeng feels that the voice seems to be getting closer and closer.

She finally gritted her teeth and endured it.

Nanfeng stubbornly followed Xizhou into the coffin and shrank there, Xizhou struggled to close the lid of the coffin and lay down.

The coffin was made of very poor material, very narrow, and had a pungent stench. The middle of the night when you can't see your fingers makes the south wind bother.

Nanfeng and Xizhou lay on their sides with their faces close to each other, hearing each other's heartbeats and feeling each other's hot and humid breathing.

Xizhou is not tall, in the end it is a man, just to make enough space for her, he deliberately shrunk his hands and feet so that she can be at eye level with him. There was a medicinal fragrance on his body, which was not strong, just enough to cover up the stomach smell in the coffin. His eyes were even brighter in the night, as if he had completely absorbed her embarrassed face.

It's a little embarrassing.

Xizhou searched from his arms for a long time, found a clean handkerchief, handed it to Nanfeng, lowered his breath and said, "Cover your mouth and nose, and bear with it." ”

I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to stand the smell of corpses. "What about you?" she asked.

Xizhou was worried that Nanfeng's voice would cause trouble, so he put his index finger on his lips and pouted, saying, "I'm fine." ”

Xizhou's small actions brought a steady stream of medicinal fragrance, and Nanfeng suddenly felt that the smell in the coffin was much lighter, but he didn't want to live up to his kindness, so he symbolically covered his mouth with a veil.

Xizhou's head poked forward, closer to the south wind. The space in the coffin was so small, when she was cornered by him, she listened to his voice to the lowest and said, "Look at us now, it's fine, right?"

"Huh, where?" she asked.

He stretched out his hand, smoothed the messy shredded hair that covered her cheeks behind her ear, and said, "Life is not happy, death should be the same hole." ”

How could you think of going to that place at such a tense moment?

Nanfeng's face turned red uncontrollably: Who wants to "live and be unhappy" with you? Who wants to "die in the same hole" with you? After only knowing each other for two days, you are really ...... I really don't think of myself as an outsider!

Nanfeng snorted at him, which made him chuckle.

Death as a hole?

She thought to herself that there didn't seem to be anything wrong with that.

Suddenly, a crisp crash sounded as promised, but it didn't come closer, only lingering at the gate of Yizhuang, neither coming in nor leaving.

Da! Da! Da!

Nanfeng and Xizhou were silenced at the same time, recovering their nervous and anxious moods.

Nanfeng thought suddenly.

It was the sound of a crutch hitting the ground, but it was not the same as the usual one, it was a rattan cane, as heavy as a tree. On the night she was attacked by the mysterious man in black, she used this rattan cane to hit the mysterious demon in the head.

Could it be that the old man who was killed by Su Chen has come back to life?

The vine cane is here, could it be that the mysterious demon is also nearby?

Nanfeng was frightened and frightened, pulled Xizhou, and asked him in a low voice: "Is the master you said with a black mist wrapped around his body?"

Xizhou: "......"

"The revenge case of the evil ghosts around Jingzhou was instigated by him, right?"

"I ...... Not ......"

Nanfeng slapped him: "What kind of 'master' is he? He is not human at all!"

Xizhou was slapped by the south wind with a "hmm". Nanfeng wanted to blame him, but the space was narrow, and his heart was more than enough but his strength was insufficient: this fool, no wonder he was so dependent on her, he was so simple-minded, and he was defenseless against anyone!

Nanfeng warned him: "Don't see him again in the future, don't you hear!"

Xizhou didn't answer me immediately, he covered the shoulder that I slapped and shrunk a little.

Does she have that much strength?

"You...... Are you alright?" asked Nanfeng.

He shook his head, but didn't speak.

Thinking that he was a patient, his body was naturally weaker than others, and he shouldn't have hit him, Nanfeng hurriedly checked his shoulder as if he was mistaken, and found that the place where his hand touched was damp and hot.

It's wet, slimy, it doesn't look like sweat, and when you put it on the tip of your nose and smell it, it smells fishy.

It's blood!

Nanfeng reacted at this time, and when she just ran away, she found that Xizhou's hands were wet, and it turned out that he had been seriously injured as early as that time!

He endured it for so long, as if the injured person had nothing to do with him, and he didn't tell her, as if the wound wouldn't hurt if he didn't say it.

He took her for a fool - and she did make a heartless fool!

Nanfeng's tears almost flew out, and he hurriedly raised his body to check where Xizhou was injured and how serious it was, but Xizhou took her in his arms and said sharply: "Don't move!"

The south wind suddenly crashed into Xizhou's arms, causing the dilapidated coffin to let out a protest-like cry.

Squeak –

The south wind and Xizhou were both shocked, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to move, and they didn't even save their breath.

The sound of crutches hitting was strong again......

Da –

Da –

Da –

The sound of the impact was getting closer and closer, and it had already entered Yizhuang and was walking towards the coffin pile. The hairs of the south wind stood on end.

What the hell is holding a rattan cane, she has seen with her own eyes. With no weapons and no helpers, she didn't think she had the ability to fight him, not to mention that there was a seriously injured Xizhou beside her.

The rattan cane was already standing next to the coffin, and the south wind hugged Xizhou tightly.

Syllable!

The crisp sound of wood cracking erupted in the silent Yizhuang, echoing in the empty night - the man with the rattan cane was not a ghost, and at once shattered the coffin lying next to the south wind!

The stench of corpses spreads everywhere. The corpse contained in it must have been very aggrieved, originally just lying there quietly, but he didn't expect that disaster would fall from the sky, and he was beaten to pieces by an uninvited guest, and it was no longer formed.

But the evil spirit refused to give up at all, and his cane of rattan wood slashed at the next coffin without stopping.

Nanfeng shrank in fright, and his eyes subconsciously closed. At the same time, Xizhou covered Nanfeng's ears with his cold hands, as if in this way, he could transmit Nanfeng to a safe place.

The rattan cane was raised high, this time aimed at the coffin wrapped in the south wind.