Corpses are corpses again.
Seeing the corpses makes me feel bad.
Moreover, flashlights are generally more concentrated, so when the light shines on a certain point, that group will be the brightest.
Although the surrounding areas will also be affected by the light, they will be relatively dark.
Therefore, in a gloomy environment, if you use a flashlight to illuminate If it does, it will make the environment even more terrifying.
That's what I was like at this point, I couldn't help but gasp.
Corpses, the entire field of view were filled with corpses, and they were all mummified, all hung neatly on the rafters.
This ancestral hall is also made of wood and stone, so there are wooden pillars and wooden beams in the house, and there are many corpses hanging on the beams at this time.
At this time, my heart was on fire.
I didn't step in immediately, but stood at the door in a daze.
There were dense beads of sweat on my forehead, and cold sweat broke out on my palms.
Gasped.
Isn't it just to look at a house number?
Why is it so difficult?
Damn, there are so many corpses, I can’t even count them.
But according to a rough estimate, there must be between ten and twenty corpses.
Could it be that the people in Zhangjiacun didn't buy it even after they died?
That's a hell of a lot.
I was debating whether I should go in or not.
I had seen a lot of corpses, and corpses didn't necessarily mean there were ghosts.
But as long as there is a corpse, it may be fake.
The corpses hanging here are almost all mummified corpses.
There is no moisture on the body, as if it has been dried.
But what’s also strange is that I studied the funeral industry.
Knowing that it is more difficult to preserve the integrity of a body.
The most common method now is refrigeration.
Last time, our funeral home burned the Taoist priest's body just to clean up the corpses that had been lying dormant for several years, which caused a series of troubles.
Moreover, the face of the dried corpse is particularly terrifying.
You can close your eyes and imagine it.
There is no black eye, only the white of the eye, and then the cheekbones protrude, and the cheeks on both sides are sunken, basically looking like a skull.
Coupled with the dry and wrinkled skin that has no moisture at all, it gives people a really penetrating look.
I mustered up the courage and told myself that there was nothing to be afraid of, just go in and take a look.
I held my breath and walked in.
The body was hanging at a height of about two meters from the ground.
Therefore, if you want to see the corpse, you must also raise your head to see it.
I moved forward carefully step by step.
Were all the people in this family hanged?
They were hung here one by one, staggering the corpses and walking in the gaps formed between them.
I was very nervous, but fortunately, I arrived in front of the altar without any danger.
The deity worshiped by the Zhang family is quite normal, it is Guanyin Bodhisattva.
I looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva.
But he was stunned because the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva was not white, but black.
Strangely, after looking at it for a few times, I stopped looking, and then started to look through the thick book on the altar, with many names written densely on it.
They were all named Zhang.
I originally thought it would be difficult to find Zhang Xun’s name, but it turned out to be surprisingly easy, because the first word on the first page was Zhang Xun.
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Moreover, there is a prefix at the beginning, which is the word clan leader.
This is really something I never expected.
Zhang Xun is actually the clan leader of Zhangjia Village.
But even as the clan leader, he could not prevent the Zhang family from this catastrophe.
It is written here that the house number of Zhang Xun’s home is No. 11, Group 10, Zhangjiacun.
I have memorized this number.
I originally planned to close the book and leave.
But suddenly he thought of Fatty Zhang and wanted to see if Fatty Zhang was a member of the Zhang family.
But after browsing for a long time, I almost finished it, and I didn't see Fatty Zhang's name.
It seemed that although they both had the surname Zhang, they were not from the same place.
I was overly worried.
Zhang's surname is a common Chinese surname, so it's not strange for two people to have the same surname.
I closed the family tree and was about to turn around and leave, but as soon as I turned around, I heard a "bang" and I immediately looked back.
I saw that the Black Guanyin that had been enshrined on the altar was smashed down.
I reacted quickly and walked forward.
With a crisp sound of "pop", Black Guanyin was smashed.
I was stunned.
At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew in from outside and blew directly into my face.
I sneezed.
I felt a bit cold inexplicably.
Black Guanyin was smashed, but it had no direct relationship with me.
Inexplicably, I had a bad feeling.
But at this moment, with a "clang", the door of the ancestral hall actually closed.
Holy shit, I ran out in a hurry.
But when I got to the door, I found that the door couldn't be opened at all.
I knocked on the door hard and asked, "Is anyone there?"
It was unscientific for the door to close suddenly.
Moreover, the door was relatively heavy.
It was unrealistic for the slight wind to blow the door shut just now.
Did someone close the door?
I shouted towards the outside: "Is anyone there?"
damn it.
If I knew who closed the door, I would kill him.
This village is in a remote location.
Generally speaking, no one would come.
I thought to myself.
Could it be Jiang Hao and the others who closed the door?
Thinking about it, I shouted: "Jiang Hao, is that you?"
I fell behind, and no one outside responded.
Isn't it Jiang Hao and the others that I feel a little panicked?
To be honest, being locked up in this ancestral hall full of corpses is really intrusive.
I am now afraid that these corpses are fake corpses.
If they are really fake corpses, they will die in a matter of minutes. here.
I turned my back on the door.
Looking inside the ancestral hall and looking at the corpse above my head, my breathing became heavier unconsciously.
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I was really scared and nervous.
Why don't you look for another exit?
Generally speaking, the ancestral hall should have a side entrance.
So I walked around the ancestral hall again.
After going around in a circle, I still didn't find anything.
Damn it, there was no side left in the ancestral hall.
I had no choice but to turn around and go back to the door.
I tried to open the door, but the door was very tight and it was unrealistic to open it.
I cursed "Fuck."
Is it a ghost?
Did a ghost close the door?
Why do I feel that it is not a ghost, but a human being?
I wrote the word "Edict" on the door with cinnabar.
I thought, if a ghost locks the door later, the ghost will be scared if I apply cinnabar.
My heart started to beat faster, but at this moment, someone tapped me on the shoulder, and at that moment my heart immediately jumped into my throat.
Especially when I was nervous, someone tapped me on the shoulder, and I was scared to death.
I immediately turned around and looked, but there was nothing behind me.
There should be no one in this ancestral hall except me.
Holy shit, my heart is really stuck in my throat right now.
There are so many corpses when you look up.
The key thing is that there seems to be something else hidden inside.
Someone tapped me on the shoulder.
Damn it, I asked who it was but no one answered me.
This really tested my courage and mental endurance.
My hands were clenched into fists.
At this time, I wondered if it might be a Taoist priest or a female ghost in red, because they were always following me.
With this in mind, I called out to the female ghost in red, and then to the Taoist priest, but no one responded.
Isn't it them too?
I took out my phone and looked at the time.
It was about eight o'clock in the evening.
If I can't get out, I'm trapped here.
Since I couldn't get out through the door, I had no choice but to go through the window, and I started to look for the location of the window.
It's just that the window here is relatively high, about parallel to the height of the corpse, so I had no choice but to climb up.
I packed myself up and prepared to climb up.
I didn't want to stay in this damn place anymore.
I climbed up along the pillar.
Fortunately, when I was a child, I developed the ability to climb trees when I dug out bird's nests, so climbing the pillar was not a very difficult task for me.
I quickly climbed up, and then moved along the beam towards the window.
Now I was getting closer to the corpses, and I became even more frightened, and my nervous hands and feet were trembling slightly.
I thought to myself that it was because of my bad luck that I was so unlucky.
I was about to reach the window, but at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
I was stunned for a while, and then I heard someone outside.
Said: "Chen Xiaofei, is that you inside?"
At the same time, I felt like a hand was touched on my shoulder.
When I looked back, I actually found that this hand was stretched out from outside the window: