Chapter Eighteen: Shark Tears
Xie Fei retreated to the wall. He didn't want Old Wu to lift the coffin board, but there was no other way. He had already looked around. They were all solid and there was no hidden wall at all. But Old Wu
The words are accurate every time, but be sure nothing happens this time.
Old Wu clasped his hands on the edge of the coffin, and tried hard on his waist and hips to prepare to lift it upwards.
"Why."
"What's wrong."
"Oh, it's nothing, just be careful."
"Brother, can we not do this? I almost lost my fucking waist."
Xie Fei was speechless again for a while, it was really a bit of a shame that Lu Dongbin was scolded for caring about him.
"Is everything okay?" Old Wu glanced at Xie Fei again
"It's okay, it's okay. You can do whatever you want." Xie Fei said with a smile.
Old Wu didn't say anything anymore, and he pushed the coffin board aside with a loud "Hey..." with both hands.
"Look, I said it's okay." Old Wu kicked the coffin hard again, and he saw a straw sole crawling out of the arrow hole.
"Fuck, I am an honest person. I said I would trample you to death every time I see you." Old Wu stepped on the sole of his straw shoe and twisted it hard until the sole of the straw shoe was dead.
When Xie Fei saw that Old Wu was fine, he came forward with a lamp. When he took a photo of it, he was so frightened that his whole body went cold.
The person in the coffin suddenly started to move.
Old Wu was also so frightened that he jumped back with a "Oh!" as if his feet were dripping.
The two of them stood motionless. After a long time, they saw that the female corpse in the coffin made no other movements. When they were about to step forward, they saw another flash of flames, and the female corpse in the coffin disappeared.
"Did you see her there?" Xie Fei pointed at the coffin, his face full of disbelief.
"No...no..."
"I shivered just now because of the cold, and when I looked again, it was gone." Lao Wu added.
Xie Fei took the oil lamp and carefully moved forward a small step, only to see the female corpse lying intact in the coffin again. Xie Fei stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, maybe he saw it wrong. But it shouldn't be, Old Wu
He had obviously jumped back in fright.
What are you doing, sit-ups? I followed my uncle into so many tombs and drilled so many holes. This is the first time I can do sit-ups when I see a dead body.
Xie Fei stretched out his head to look, and saw that the female corpse had shrunk, dehydrated and turned black, carbonized into a black mummy, but the woman's mouth was open in an exaggerated manner, looking very painful.
"What's wrong? Why do you feel so scary?"
"She was buried alive."
"Ah? Buried alive." Old Wu opened his mouth. He only knew that they were buried alive during the Nanjing Massacre, but he had never heard of it anywhere else.
"This woman must have been in extreme pain when she was dying. She was struggling so much that her body was like a spring. As soon as she opened the coffin, her body sat up in the opposite direction from where it was folded before she died."
Old Wu also came over, and when he looked inside, he saw that the breasts of the female corpse were empty.
"So, the other coffins...are all the same as the ones painted outside?"
"It should be so." In fact, Xie Fei was not sure in his heart, but looking at this coffin, it should be very close.
"That's too cruel. Look at the scratches... Oh, my mother doesn't know how to show mercy at all."
Xie Fei also took a look at the inside of the coffin. It was indeed the same as what Old Wu said. There were deep scratches all around the coffin, and there were even a few scratches with fingernails stuck to them. It was conceivable that
Knowing how painful and desperate this woman was at that time, Xie Fei glanced at the nails and immediately felt something bad. The nails were as long as half a human finger. Each one was embedded deep in the coffin, just like each other.
It's like nails, and the more you look at it, the more uncomfortable it becomes.
"When I saw the tomb owner, if I didn't pluck a single hair from his body, my surname would not be Wu. This is too cruel. How could anyone treat a human being like this? He's a fucking woman. What a beast."
"Get out of the way." Xie Fei said and pounced on Old Wu.
"What's wrong?" Old Wu was thrown to the ground, and there was pain behind him, but the two-foot-tall monk was still confused.
"Just...just...she... moved again..." Xie Fei felt cold all over his body, and he could feel his body shaking again.
"When..." Old Wu also felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Everyone knew that Xie Fei's words were just to comfort people.
"Just when you were talking."
"That sentence."
"That's your last sentence."
"That sentence?."
"That last sentence, haven't you forgotten everything you said?"
Old Wu scratched his head in embarrassment, "Did you really forget?"
Xie Fei was speechless for a while. This was obviously a pig's brain. "That's what you said about plucking people's hair."
"Oh? I said it out of anger. Why isn't she happy that I scolded her husband?"
"Well, I think her throat moves like she has some mechanism."
"Come on, you think you can spit out hidden weapons in a martial arts movie. Besides, why didn't I see it?" After speaking, Old Wu pushed Xie Fei and stood up.
"In your position just now, her throat was completely blocked by her head." Xie Fei didn't even bother to explain to Old Wu. He had seen a kind of bow buried in a person's belly before. As long as you
Just move the corpse's neck a little and the trigger will be pulled, which will definitely give you a chill.
Old Wu picked up the lamp from the ground and said, "Your dad, don't break it." He picked up the lamp and moved it forward, but the woman's mouth still opened incredibly wide.
Xie Fei also glanced forward, wondering if he had seen it wrong just now, but he clearly saw the woman's throat move.
"Is it okay? If you want to take something, just take it quickly. This woman looks creepy."
"Cover her." Old Wu said while rubbing his waist, "She has already suffered enough when she was alive. We can't torment her anymore."
Xie Fei felt warm in his heart. It seemed that Old Wu was right. He could feel sorry for the dead as well as for the living. He bent down and lifted up the cover on the ground with Old Wu. He was about to close it when he suddenly saw
The woman's mouth moved again, and a round object spit out from the wide open mouth.
"etc.."
"What's the matter? Don't try to take advantage of me. I'll leave the lamp oil to you."
"No...she...is alive again..." Xie Fei felt like he couldn't understand what he was saying.
"What's wrong?."
"She moved her mouth again and spit out something."
"How is it possible? I've read it eight hundred times." Lao Wu wouldn't believe it even to death. A man who has been dead for a thousand years can open his mouth and spit something out for you as a souvenir.
"If you don't believe me, take a look and see whoever lied to you is the bastard's grandson."
Old Wu put down the coffin lid in his hand, picked up the lamp on the ground and brought it to him. His mouth suddenly opened as wide as the female corpse's, "Did I see it wrong?"
Chapter completed!