He looked around, there was only one color, and that was black, in order to see everything, he approached the candlestick lightly, stretched out two fingers to break the candle, after some promotion, the candle was only broken in half, and the rest was tightly sunk into the thimble of the candlestick, he held the candle between his two fingers, with the help of the yellowish light, searched for everything around, although the light was not very bright, but still could see enough space. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He searched carefully, and at this moment, he suddenly shone on a wooden board on the ground, belly side up, and there was a little blood stain on it, like paint scattered on it, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and suddenly remembered the one he had slept on the couch, and instantly took a step back, secretly wondering if it was the coffin lid again?

The candle burned very quickly, and after a while, the red candle flowed out a lot of drops along the burning wax core, like a tearful man wrapped in red makeup.

In order to verify his idea, he endured the fear in his heart, slowly dragged his steps, and approached little by little, reflecting a faint yellow light, and in front of him he found a mahogany coffin, lying peacefully on the ground, and there was no coffin lid on it.

Zhuo Yifan's legs instantly weakened, and he almost sat on the ground, looking at the top of the wooden coffin, the big white word "Lay", not only his scalp was numb, but even his cheeks began to sweat coldly.

Zhuo Yifan wiped the cold sweat on his cheeks, and the ghost made a miracle to walk towards the coffin, the yellow candlelight was imprinted on his cheeks, coupled with fear, his face looked very ugly, and every step he took, he tried his best to control his composure and not let his hands and feet tremble too much.

After walking four or five steps, Zhuo Yifan gradually saw the inside of the coffin, and it was estimated that after walking another four or five steps, the bottom of the coffin could be faintly visible, he stopped, closed his eyes, and exhaled deeply to cheer himself up.

At this time, the air was stagnant, and the sound could not be heard, only his own heartbeat, Zhuo Yifan could still feel it.

"One step, two steps,......" Zhuo Yihang secretly counted for himself every step he took.

"Five steps. ”

When he walked to the fifth step, Zhuo Yifan suddenly found that at the bottom of the coffin, there was a bloody corpse, his clothes were messy, his face had been scratched, and his face bones could be faintly visible, and his abrupt eyes were staring at it tightly, as if telling his death without turning a blind eye.

The death was too miserable, look at his death, it was definitely not done by humans, Zhuo Yifan's stomach turned over at this time. But in order not to make a sound, he endured and endured.

Zhuo Yifan's right hand shook, the candle fell to the ground and went out, and the dim yellow light disappeared, leaving only a cloud of darkness, his body trembled, and when he turned his head, he seemed to hear that the corpse in the coffin in front of him was slowly crawling out along the coffin.

His face was already pale, his eyes were staring at the direction of the coffin, and the sound of "dong dong" made him dare not stay here for a moment, his eyes were like cowbells, and the soles of his feet ran out quickly like oil.

In the room where Yu Qingqiu lived, the lights had been extinguished for a long time, and the two of them were curled up on the hard bed boards, and the gentle wind blew through the broken windows, swaying the window frames and creaking.

It's like a soft lullaby, hypnotizing the two of them, and gradually falling asleep, maybe both of them are too tired, and if they can find a place to rest, they naturally have to take a good rest.

At this moment, a figure suddenly fell from above the eaves, and a little starlight cast his rugged figure on the broken window, his hair fluttering around his neck, and the fangs at the corners of his mouth seemed to be like two sharp stingers.

It stood quietly in front of the window, as if waiting for its master's orders.

A lone lamp glowed with a bleak light, accompanied by a figure, slow steps, like a lonely soul walking alone at night, with hair as pale as snow, it was the strange old man.

The old man with a haggard face and a night light in his hand did not go to sleep when it was getting late.

Five steps closer to the door, he stopped again, and with his old, dark eyes, he surveyed everything in the room.

Finding that there was indeed no sound, the corners of the old man's mouth pulled up, revealing a strange smile. Then he looked up, and saw that the moonlight was still wrapped in clouds, and he shook his head in disappointment.

He muttered, "Let's wait a while." ”

He stretched, slowly fell to the ground, and sat on the ground, watching everything in front of him, including the thing standing outside the window.

Time passed slowly, like flowing water, and the clouds were gradually dispersed by the moonlight, and the earth was covered with a layer of cold frost, and a moonlight hit him, and the thing in front of the window suddenly moved, as if it had been struck by lightning.

The old man also noticed that he was looking up at the night sky with a pair of black hole eyes, and the bright moon was also deeply reflected in his bottomless black eyes, and a jade light rippled out.

The old man slowly got up from the ground, and between the wrinkled threaded palms, there was suddenly a purple gold bell, he straightened his waist and shook his arms, and the Jin Ling'er in his hand made a "ding" sound, which was very crisp and pleasant.

In a few breaths, the thing in front of the window seemed to be like a patient who had lost his mind, shaking his hair, opening his teeth and claws, and roaring at the bright moon, but only the sound of "cooing" in his vocal cords was made, like a frog after a summer rain.

Zhuo Yifan, who had just escaped from the thrill, also heard it in the stables at this time, he was lying on the straw couch of the stable, looking in with a pair of big eyes, and his body was still shivering.

And Yu Qingqiu and his junior sister, who were sleeping, also woke up in an instant, Yu Qingqiu shook his waist, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared out of the window tightly.

Her junior sister was not so calm, she hurriedly ran down from the couch, and asked Yu Qingqiu in a panic: "Senior sister, what is calling outside, it's so crazy!"

Yu Qingqiu condensed her eyebrows, raised a hand, and motioned to her junior sister Yi'er not to speak, and when her junior sister saw this, she knew that the situation was urgent, and she didn't dare to speak again. After that, both of them looked out the window and stared silently, like sluggish wooden people.

The old man shook faster and faster, and the bell became more and more urgent, like a drum before a fierce battle, and the waves of sound were uplifting and boosting morale.

After a few wild dances, the old man suddenly pointed to the bell, the bell mouth was facing Yu Qingqiu's room, and there were words in his mouth, and after a few secret words, the old man suddenly shouted: "Blood Shadow, go! Go and enjoy your meal!"

The two people in the room were staring quietly, and suddenly saw a black shadow coming to the window, and with a "bang" sound, it smashed all the doors and windows in front of it, and rushed straight to the door of the two people.

The thing outside the window, grinning its fangs and grimacing face, slammed in through the window.

Seeing this, the two of them suddenly raised their throats and eyes with their hearts hanging just now, and saw the black shadow that rushed in, like a human and not a human, like a beast and not a beast, and their frightened faces rippled, making them chill.