I heard that the charity village in Sanli north of the city is very evil recently, so no one dares to come here tonight.

But Zhu Dabang came.

Because he drank with those friends, he advocated that he was brave and not afraid of any gods and ghosts.

Then he was ridiculed by the group of friends. With the help of alcohol, he made absurd remarks about staying in this evil charity village for a night.

The result is that he regrets it now.

The moon is drowsy.

Mid-day passed early.

I don’t know when, a night fog blocked the street inside and outside, and the bright moonlight from the sky fell, but it could only be mixed with the thick mist, with a little blurry haze.

Zhu Dadan held a lantern, and the light of the lantern pierced the mist and shone through the square place around him.

He stood at the door and hesitated for a while, and finally pushed open the door.

Crunch!

The heavy door let out a moan like an old man.

The next moment, a coldness came to his face, as if someone was blowing air conditioning at him with his face in front of him, and Zhu Dadan couldn't help but shudder.

In the charity village, dozens of all-colored old coffins were quietly placed, and the bodies inside were all dead near Qingteng Town but could not find their family or identity.

Some of them have even been eaten by wild dogs and are beyond recognition. Not to mention looking for family members or identities, it is difficult to see whether they are men or women.

If it is put in the wild like this, a plague may occur.

Therefore, there will often be government officials allocating money to arrange the people stationed here in the charity house for a few days. If they cannot find their family or identity, they will be buried on the spot.

Originally, the deaf man who was stationed here was a forty or fifty-year-old, but the deaf man was shocked by the things in the charity village two days ago and was unwilling to return to the charity village to continue working.

Therefore, this charity village has been unguarded for the past two days.

Zhu Dadan walked into the charity village with a lantern, turned around and closed the door. What he noticed was that the door bolt was just gently so that he could push the door open and escape directly so that he could really see something terrible.

He carefully took out a handful of fragrant fragrance from his arms, lit it, and worshiped in front of the coffins, and then distributed the fragrance to many coffins one by one.

Half an hour passed after these things were done. He set up a bonfire in the corner of the wall, and then leaned against the bonfire to rest.

The bonfire burned quietly, emitting a scorching warmth, but no matter how warm it is, it cannot dispel the gloomy horror brought by the broken coffin in the room.

Zhu Dadan will stay here for one night tonight.

This is the bet he made with those friends.

He regrets it very much now.

He wanted to slap himself hard.

When I drink too much, I like to talk big and talk nonsense. I can’t change the problem of no matter how I drink it.

Click!

The firewood in the bonfire suddenly exploded and made a crisp sound, which was particularly clear in this strange silence. Zhu Dadan's heart trembled and almost jumped up.

People cannot sleep when they are in a very nervous situation.

Just like now.

What Zhu Dadan thought about was to have a sleep, and once the night passed, it was dawn and everything was over.

But no matter how he hypnotized himself, his eyes were wide open and he was not sleepy at all.

"Click!"

Another sound rang out.

Zhu Dadan thought it was the sound of firewood exploding again, but suddenly he felt that it was not right. The sound was much duller than the sound of firewood exploding. That feeling... it was like the sound of opening a coffin.

Zhu Dadan's pupils suddenly shrank, and a ray of fear appeared on his face uncontrollably. His head suddenly raised, raised the lantern, and shone on the coffins not far away.

At this moment, he seemed to have seen something terrible. The eyes were frozen in an instant, and the fear on his face suddenly deepened a lot, and even his breathing was holding it at the same time.

I saw that among the cold coffins, there was a coffin that was actually opened!

The coffin lid was placed aside at will, and the coffin was pitch black and it was impossible to see what it looked inside.

He remembered it sincerely. The coffin was all good just now. Why was it suddenly opened?

Who opened it?

There is no one else in this charity village!

Zhu Dadan's heart was beating wildly, and his body felt a sense of coldness that spread through his limbs.

Could it be that the things in the coffin opened by themselves?

He mustered up the courage, raised the lantern, and slowly approached, wanting to see if the body in the coffin was still there.

Fortunately, the body is still there.

What caught my eye was a pair of barefoots without shoes.

Zhu Dadan frowned slightly, looked outside carefully, and confirmed that he should have started to check the part of the head of the coffin.

"Why is the head and tail of this corpse still inverted?"

He held up the lantern and glanced up from his feet.

The corpse was simply dressed in a linen cloth. It was obviously a corpse that was collected from the wild. It was extremely shabby and could not even cover the body in many places. You could see the blue-black skin below.

When the light shone his face clearly, Zhu Dadan's heart relaxed a little.

Nothing else, this is a very normal corpse.

This is a man with a gray complexion, his eyes closed, and his whole body exudes a coldness without any temperature.

"The body is lying well inside, but why does the lid of the coffin open itself?"

Zhu Dadan was surprised and lifted up the lantern to shine on the coffin lid that was lifted to one side. Suddenly, he noticed that there were two black balls of things on the inner wall of the coffin lid.

"What's this?"

He leaned closer and stared at the two black things carefully. Suddenly, his blessing reached his heart and his heart trembled suddenly.

Nothing else, after a rough look, there was nothing else. When I stared at it carefully, it turned out to be two pitch-black handprints!

And it's on the inner wall of the coffin lid!

Zhu Dadan's mind was blank, as if it was a crash. He held the lantern and shone the body of the man inside. He saw that the body had opened his eyes at some point. His completely dark eyes filled the entire eye socket, exuding an evil spirit, as if he was staring at Zhu Dadan outside the coffin.

"Ah!"

A shrill scream suddenly sounded, and Zhu Dadan was so shocked that he sat on the ground, and the lantern in his hand flew out and landed on the side.

However, Zhu Dadan didn't care about so much. He rolled and crawled to the door, pressed the door bolt and was about to open the door, but no matter how hard he tried, the door bolt was as if it had been welded to death and could not be opened.

He remembered that for the sake of convenience, he did not lock the door bolt to death, but why can't he open it now?

He was shocked and rushed to pull the door bolt.

At this moment, a strange sound rang behind him slowly.

"Click!Click!Click!"

Like a disrepaired wooden bed, it makes a swaying crunch.

And at this moment, the movement actually came from the coffin!

Zhu Dadan felt a cold wind pouring into his neck, from top to bottom, and it was cold.

That feeling was like a cold wind inexplicably burrowing into the neck, extremely cold.

He turned around blankly, and with the remaining light of the bonfire, he saw that the body of the closed eyes had sat up at some point in the coffin, and turned his head slightly, and the completely dark figures stared at him.
Chapter completed!