Xiaolan, Xieyan and Baomu ran through the village at night.
Jie Yan's words made Xiaolan's sense of crisis soar, so the three of them decided that they could not waste any more time and had to set off to find Xiaolan's face now.
However, as the three of them were walking on the deserted street, a cockcrow sounded in the distance.
It's going to be daybreak.
So the three of them rushed to find a place to hide before dawn for Baomu, who was still unable to be exposed to the sun.
"There is a house there without a fence!" Jie Yan ran at the front, pointing to a lonely hut standing behind the house.
Xiaolan covered Baomu's head with her coat, and the two ran towards the hut together.
This hut is closely adjacent to the wooden house in front of it. It is different from other families in the village. Not only does this family have no fence, but the storage warehouse is built close to the main house.
Jie Yan first ran to the door of the small warehouse, stood by the door and started working.
The sun appeared little by little.
Baomu's body began to make a sizzling sound of burning. He gritted his teeth and followed Xiaolan to the warehouse door.
"What's wrong?" Xiaolan panted, "Why don't you go in?"
"The door is locked." Xie Yan said concisely and to the point.
Xiaolan looked at Baomu who was covered in smoke, turned around and said, "Get out of the way, I'll open the door."
"No, no, it'll be fine soon..." Jie Yan grabbed the lock, held the lock tongue with both hands and squeezed it. After a few seconds, he heard a click and pushed the door open, "Okay, open it.
Already."
Baomu threw himself down directly by the warehouse door.
Xiaolan moved Baomu's legs into the door, while Jie Yan hung the lock back on the door and closed the door again.
Xiaolan used her clothes to fan Baomu, who was dying, and looked at the space.
Compared with the small warehouses of several other families, this family's warehouse is much larger. The warehouse is filled with the fragrance of sawdust, and there are several...
Xiaolan's scalp started to feel numb again.
In this warehouse, there are actually several dark ebony coffins.
The coffins were neatly stacked on both sides of the wall. Opposite them, there was an ebony door that just led to the main room in front.
They had many choices, and they actually chose a warehouse for storing coffins.
Before they could catch their breath, the sound of someone's slow footsteps sounded through the ebony door.
The footsteps are approaching here.
The three of them exchanged glances.
"What should I do?" Jie Yan mouthed.
Xiaolan wiped her sweat, glanced around, and finally pointed at the coffin on the ground.
This is the only way.
Xiao Lan and Xie Yan opened the lid of a coffin and stuffed the treasure wood inside. Then the two quickly hid in the coffins on the left and right sides.
Before Xiaolan had time to close the lid of the coffin in front of her, the sound of opening the door sounded faintly, and the sound of footsteps became clearer. Xiaolan could only let go of her hands, curl up her legs, and shrink inward.
Ta...ta...ta...
The footsteps are approaching here.
Ta...ta...ta...
Not sure if it was an illusion, Xiaolan felt that the footsteps seemed to have stopped near her.
Suddenly, a hand stretched out through the gap in the lid of Xiaolan's coffin.
Xiaolan covered her mouth and watched the hand groping randomly in front of her face. The hand was old and dry. Soon, the hand turned over, grabbed the edge of the coffin lid, pulled the lid, and closed the coffin tightly.
Xiaolan suddenly fell into complete darkness.
Then, the hand picked up a small wooden hammer from the wooden table nearby and started beating on the side wall of the coffin where Xiaolan was. The man knocked here and there until Xiaolan fainted.
Finally stopped.
The sound of footsteps faded away.
After a while, the sound of voices reached Xiaolan's ears, and the voices got closer and closer.
"Is this it?" a woman's voice.
"The goods you ordered," this was the voice of an old man with a long drawl, "are done, there are no problems, just move them out."
Move out?
etc.
"Move away!" the woman raised her voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the coffin Xiaolan was hiding in began to shake violently.
"Why is it so heavy?..."
"Yeah yeah……"
Several voices of complaint sounded.
"What do you know?" the old man said angrily, "Ebony is the best raw material and it is heavy."
Xiaolan supported the side walls of the coffin with both hands, trying to maintain balance. After swaying for a while, with a bang, Xiaolan and the coffin were moved to a squeaking cart. With the sound of squeaking wheels, Xiaolan gradually
Gone far away.
What to do, what to do, what to do?...
How embarrassing would it be if the lid of the coffin was opened later and people discovered that there was someone in the coffin?
Or pretend to be dead?
The car drove for a while, the wheels bumped a few times, then turned in another direction, and then continued walking.
Xiaolan suddenly thought of the treasure wood in another coffin.
If the coffin containing the precious wood is also sent to other places...
It doesn't matter to me, but to other villagers, the faceless treasure wood is equivalent to food.
Will the treasure wood be eaten?
Xiaolan turned over uneasily, and the coffin under her body suddenly slid to the right.
Xiaolan froze instantly.
The car stopped.
"What's wrong?" a man asked.
"I...why did I seem to see it move?" another man replied.
"Pfft," the first man said with a smile, "are your eyes dazzled?"
"No... look, look! Is the coffin tilted a little to the right?" One end of the coffin was suddenly knocked down, and Xiaolan's head hit the side wall. "Listen! There is a sound!"
Xiaolan rubbed her head and opened her mouth to complain silently.
"Holy shit," said the first man, "I seem to have heard it too..."
"I...what should we do?" the second man asked tremblingly.
"Let's move quickly!" the first man said quickly, "It's not far away. Just throw it at her door. Her family is also very cautious. Let's run away after throwing the coffin at her door..."
"Uh-huh……"
Soon, the other end of the cart was lifted again, and the bumping speed of the coffin became much faster. Xiaolan could only try hard to hold the back of her head to avoid being bruised and swollen.
After another minute, the car stopped suddenly, and the two men turned off the handlebars, threw the coffin and the cart on the road, and ran away.
Xiaolan almost vomited, but considering that it would not be good to vomit in someone else's coffin, she could only cover her mouth tightly and adjust her posture in this small space.
"Oh! Why did they leave the coffin here?..." The woman's voice sounded from far to near.
There was a sound of a door opening, and footsteps approaching.
"There is nothing we can do," another woman's voice said, "let's carry it in."
This woman's voice is very similar to that of the woman just now, but one is impatient and the other is calm, so they sound very different.
"How can we carry it in?" said the impatient one, "go get them two."
The slow one sneered twice, "It's much harder to let them work than it is for us to carry it in ourselves. You carry the other end and let's go."
The impatient one cursed, but still lifted the coffin obediently.
"Why is it so heavy?..." the impatient one asked, "Did the old man secretly hide something inside?..."
Chronic Man smiled again, "It's a bit heavy..."
The two carried the coffin and walked for a while.
"Where to put it?"
"Well...just put it here."
With a plop, Xiaolan and the coffin landed together.
Xiaolan's heart was beating fast.
Next, is it time to open the coffin?
"Oh! It's so annoying!" Irritated yelled, "It's going to be dark now, it's all those two bastards' fault..."
"Yeah..."
"I originally wanted to go out and have a look... Go out and see who that person is." The second half of the impatient sentence suddenly became twisted.
Chronic Man's warm laughter returned, "Okay, it's not too late to go see him tomorrow. Let's go up..."
Impatient reluctantly said "hmm", and the footsteps of the two people gradually faded away.
Xiaolan stayed in the coffin quietly and waited for a long time.
There seemed to be no sound from outside the coffin.
Xiaolan stretched out her hand, grabbed the inside of the coffin lid, and gently opened a small gap.
The space outside is also dark, but no matter what, it is much better than the darkness inside the coffin.
There is no sound.
Xiaolan opened the coffin lid wider.
The friction sound between the coffin lid and the coffin was extremely clear at night. Xiaolan only opened it a little, and then quickly let go.
Still no other sounds.
Could it be that like the previous family, at night, the people in the family would...
The last thing they said was "Let's go up."
Where to go?
Xiaolan thought of the giant spider.
At that moment, Xiaolan just wanted to put the lid back on the coffin.
But she thought of Bao Mu's pitiful appearance.
no.
Xiaolan arched her body and pushed the coffin lid hard.
The exposed distance was finally enough for Xiaolan to lean out half of her body. Xiaolan had just raised her upper body and got out of the coffin. With a crash, a person hit Xiaolan directly and smashed her back into the coffin.
Xiaolan hid in the coffin and looked at the "person" lying on the coffin lid.
Pale face, blood-red mouth, dull eyes, stiff posture...
It’s actually a paper dummy!
Xiaolan sat in the coffin and looked around. There were more than a dozen dummies standing densely close to the coffin. Those dummies were extremely fragile. The fallen dummy was standing at the end of the coffin when it was hit by the coffin lid.
He fell on the coffin lid.
A dozen snow-white dummies were swaying together in the night wind, their papery eyes looking straight at Xiaolan. Even though she knew they were just dummies, Xiaolan still couldn't help but shudder.
Xiaolan jumped out of the coffin, pulled open the dummy in front of her, and looked around.
It looks like a tool room here. Coffins and finished dummies are stacked on the right side of the room. On the left side are two large mahogany tables filled with tools and scraps. Some unfinished dummies are staggering around.
Leaning on the edge of the table, some are missing arms and legs, some have no facial features, and some have no heads at all.
The door opened on the left side of the room. Xiaolan walked over and cautiously looked into the doorway.
The layout of the house is similar to that of Spider's house. Outside the doorway is a long corridor. There are two rooms on both sides of the corridor. The living room should be at the other end of the corridor.
On the left is the bedroom, and on the right is the kitchen. Compared with the spider's house, this place is as clean and tidy as heaven.
There was no one in the rooms on either side.
Xiaolan pressed against the wall and came to the edge of the living room.
There are a few simple pieces of furniture in the living room, and there are two small dummies facing the wall in the corner next to the table and chairs. The entrance to the house is in the front, the night outside the window is rich, and the surrounding environment is extremely quiet.
Xiaolan stood on tiptoes and walked to the door.
Suddenly, an idea hit Xiaolan's mind.
The two dummies in the corner have two shoulder-length ponytails.
But...the dummy in the workshop has no hair, right?
Thinking of this, Xiaolan slowly twisted her neck and turned her head away.
The two dummies in the corner are gone.
Xiaolan subconsciously raised her head.
The shadow of the giant spider still remains in Xiaolan's mind.
Fortunately, there were no spiders with human faces on the roof, nor were there paper figures with weirdly twisting limbs.
The next second, two ethereal laughter sounded from behind Xiaolan.
Xiaolan turned back sharply.
She was so scared that she almost sat on the ground.
Two people appeared behind him.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
What Ling Xiaolan didn't expect was that those two people actually had her face.
They were two girls with ponytails who were exactly the same from the clothes to the appearance. Xiaolan's face showed a strange smile on their faces. The pupils of the two girls reflected green light in the night, staring directly at Xiaolan.
.
"Where are you looking?" someone asked.
"Where are you looking?" another asked immediately.
Are they...talking to themselves?
"I..." Xiaolan's eyes swayed between the two of them, "I'm..."
"Are you looking at me?" one asked.
"Are you looking at me?" asked another.
Seeing Xiaolan's embarrassed look, the expressions on their faces quickly changed to a somewhat arrogant look.
"Humph, are you here to see your sister?" one asked.
"You're not here to find us?" asked another.
Xiaolan looked at the two men's identical movements of arms on their hips, swallowed, and said slowly, "I...I'm here to see you."
"You didn't lie?" one asked.
"You're not lying?" asked another.
Xiaolan shook her head, "I'm here to see you two."
The two looked at each other with a mysterious smile.
Then, one person stretched out his left hand and the other stretched out his right hand. The two small hands were clenched into fists and stood in front of Xiaolan.
"Then I'll give you a gift." This time they both said at the same time.
"Gift?" Xiaolan also relaxed a little and stretched out her hands to the backs of the two little girls.
"Left hand or right hand?" one asked.
"Right hand or left hand?" asked another.
Xiaolan thought about it and hesitated because she couldn't choose both.
"Any tips?" she asked.
"There will be rewards for choosing the right one," one said.
"There's a penalty for choosing the wrong one," said another.
this……
Xiaolan spent a long time choosing, and finally chose the one on the left.
"Are you sure?" the two little girls said in unison.
Xiaolan nodded.
The two children turned over their palms and spread them out.
Hidden in the two palms are actually two human eyeballs.