Qin Lang raised his hands and saw two fleshless white bone claws trembling in the night wind. The white bone claws were clearly part of his body.

He screamed in horror without hearing any sound, and the drifting paper money kept falling on the muddy red soil in front of him with the rain.

The funeral procession was passing through the road ahead of him.

The sound of suona and the sound of crying sounded like a piece of it, but Qin Lang turned a blind eye to himself, and he was just asking himself repeatedly in his mind.

Am I dead?

Otherwise, how could I become a bone?

That door must have changed me!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dull knocking sound pulled Qin Lang back to reality.

The sound came from the second red coffin, and the two red coffins were buried at the same time.

Rest in marriage?

Qin Lang held his breath. If he still had breathing, he watched the second coffin pass by his eyes and clearly heard the sound of struggling hard in the coffin?

Buried alive?

Burial with sacredness?

A terrible thought appeared in his heart. Only then did he realize that although the funeral people were all wearing white mourning clothes, swords were hung around their waists. Most of these people were fierce and ferocious, and they looked like the robbers who kidnapped him.

Qin Lang hid in the cave and did not dare to speak. If he walked out in his current image of bones, he would probably not be scared to death and would be beaten to death by others.

It's messy!

I can't figure out whether I'm living or dead.

The place where the burial was 20 meters ahead of him, and the tomb had been dug.

The leading man with tall and thin yellow face said, "Brother, please go well. We have caught the witch and buried you with you, so that she can accompany you to have fun every day."

It turned out that he was buried alive. In the second coffin, there was a living person. At what time, there was such an anti-human thing to bury the dead with him.

no!

Call the police!

Qin Lang was indignant and considered how to stop the tragedy, but when he saw his hands, he was immediately deflated and he became a bone. What could he do?

A thunder sounded at a low altitude. He subconsciously covered his ears and touched the bare skull. There were no ears. There were only two black holes left. The feeling of loss of his body continued to spread in his heart.

The rain suddenly became heavier and the funeral became sloppy. The yellow-faced man hurriedly put the two coffins down the ground, and then handed over the work of filling the soil and burying the pit to two subordinates, and took the others back in the heavy rain.

After the funeral procession left, only two big men were left to fill the soil. The tall man cursed and said, "Damn, why do we do every time we do it?"

The short and fat one sighed and said, "Third Brother, who made us new?"

"Grass! I wasn't forced by the government to have nowhere to hide because I killed someone, and I wouldn't like this little Black Wind Village at all."

"Shh! Sigh down, don't be heard."

"I'm afraid of it! There is not a single ghost shadow in the middle of the night."

"Brother Third, stop complaining, let's finish the work and leave quickly."

Although Qin Lang had no two ears, his hearing seemed to be more sharp than in the past. He should be robbers when listening to these people's conversations, but he is not a good person anyway.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The struggle in the red coffin continued, and the rapid knocking sound could make her despair at this moment.

The tall robber shoveled a thick shovel of red clay and threw it on the lid of the coffin.

"It's a pity that I just buried her like this." The fat robber sighed.

The tall robber had just shoveled a shovel, but after hearing what his companion said, he didn't continue to fill the soil. He inserted the shovel in his hand into the mound and whispered: "How long have you not touched a woman?"

The short and fat man swallowed, understood what he meant, but he didn't have the courage, shook his head and said, "Third brother, stop thinking about it, hurry up and work."

"Coward! We have been in Heifeng Village for more than three months, and we have not taken any good things. We have all the chores of ours. The little beauty who is as beautiful as a flower is buried like this. It's a pity."

"But the boss died at the hands of this witch..."

"The boss is a big shot, one of them is dead. He is calling us around while alive. He still has to dominate the beauty when he dies. He can't enjoy it, so let's enjoy it for him."

"But……"

"What are you afraid of? At most, we will bury her after we are happy. Who will know?"

The short and fat man was finally moved by his companions.

The two of them did it as soon as they said they could and jumped into the tomb.

Qin Lang was extremely disgusted when he heard the conversation between the two. Both of them were vicious robbers. Not only did they have no sympathy for the woman buried alive in the coffin, they had evil thoughts. It was really a sin that deserved death.

The short and fat man saw that there were yellow talisman paper sticking around the coffin. The night wind blew, and the yellow talisman paper made a crackling sound, as if more than ten invisible little hands were constantly slapping the coffin. He lowered his voice.

"There is a coffin-suppressing talisman paper on it. Will it be troublesome if it is torn off?"

A thunder sounded, and the fat man was so scared that he shivered and looked at the night sky with some fear.

"What are you afraid of? Are you not dead? Even if you are dead, there is nothing to be afraid of. All demons and monsters are made up. Anyway, I have never seen them since I have grown up."

The tall man reached out to tear off the yellow talisman paper from the coffin. When the short and fat man saw that he tore off the talisman paper, he seemed to have not suffered any retribution, so he plucked up the courage to tear off the talisman paper in front of him.

The two handed over their eyes, picked up a crowbar and pried up a corner of the lid of the coffin.

The person in the coffin had already stopped breathing and suddenly stopped struggling, and there was no sound inside.

The two worked together to pry up the lid of the coffin. At this time, the rain was lighter, and the coffin nails made a squeaking sound when they were lifted, like a hungry wolf chewing on the bones.

Qin Lang secretly scolded the two of them for being despicable and looking for available weapons. The only tool he could use was the bone pen he brought with him.

He saw many stones in front of him and quietly climbed out of the cave. The surrounding area was full of red mud. The red mud soaked in the rain served a good buffering effect, and his movements made almost no sound.

Climb out of the cave and vaguely heard the sound of a misty nursery rhyme:

In the middle of July, the gate of ghosts was opened, and ghosts were exposed. Ghosts were bitter, selling tofu, tofu, and spreading eggs.

The eggs are pounding, and a brother sits inside. The brother comes out to visit the grave, grandma comes out to burn incense, and a girl comes out to light the lamp...

Qin Lang was creepy because the nursery rhyme was intermittent, as if there were or not.

At this moment, the short and fat man suddenly looked here. Qin Lang hurriedly hid behind a tombstone, and then realized that he had just crawled out of the tomb behind him.

"San brother...San brother, have you heard someone singing?"

A series of thunders sounded in the air, and the tall robber said angrily: "Stop pretending to be a ghost here, how can anyone sing? It's the sound of the wind!"

Qin Lang thought to himself, "The wind is not right, he clearly heard it."

The eyes have adapted to the surrounding environment, lowered their heads, and the stiff cervical joints make crackling sounds.

Qin Lang's bony back was nervously pressed against the tombstone, and the bones collided with the tombstone and accidentally made another crackle! A crisp sound.

I closed my eyes helplessly, as if there was no effect, and the big eye sockets could not be closed at all.

——No eyelids!

"Third brother, it seems that someone is setting off firecrackers!"

"Get out! Is it scary? Do you know?" The tall robber also began to feel scared, but his desire defeated his fear. He finally pried open the edge of the coffin lid and asked his companions to remove the coffin lid.

The white bone claws grabbed the stone as big as a fist, and the heavy weight of the shot put shot. They used the weeds to hide the body that was only left of the bones, crawling and crawling. The rain fell on the body, washing away the red mud on the bones. The red mud flowed down the white bones, as red as blood.

The two robbers seemed to be aware of it, and at the same time, Qin Lang, who had nowhere to hide, lay motionless on the ground and pretended to be dead.

Perfect performance.

Very natural.

"dead!"

The tall robber did not show any surprise when he saw Qin Lang lying on the red soil, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

There is a white bone groove nearby, filled with dead bones, not ten thousand or nine thousand. This is because there was a big battle here a hundred years ago. It is not uncommon to see scattered bones on the hillside. The brave shepherd boys nearby even kicked skulls as balls, but it is rare to see complete ones.

"Third brother... I seemed to have not seen that pile of bones when I came here just now..."

"It was so rainy just now, and I couldn't see the surroundings clearly. I said, are you annoying? If you are afraid, go over and take a look. Don't affect my happiness." He pushed the lid of the coffin with his arms and pushed a little open a little.

A long skirt that is as red as blood, white socks, and embroidered shoes with red soles and green flowers.

Stimulate!

Gudong!

The sound of saliva lifting the lid of the coffin with all his might, and the short and fat man still looked back and looked around.

"What are you looking at? Help me!"

The short and fat robber woke up from his dream and came to help. The two of them worked together to finally lift the lid of the coffin aside. The lightning dancing in the night sky illuminated the woman in the coffin.
Chapter completed!