This jingle bell seems to be made by a corpse bell At the same time, I felt my consciousness blur, like when I was about to fall asleep.
I suddenly remembered that the corpse bell seemed to have another function, hypnosis.
At that time, Vice President Wang took his son home with a corpse bell, and we almost fell into a demon after him.
I shook my head violently to sober myself up, but the bell kept ringing, and I could only grit my teeth and clench my fists to keep myself awake.
At this moment, the figure in front of me began to shake the bell and dance in front of me.
The other figure had been standing to the side, with wide eyes open as if glaring at me.
The sound of the bell grew louder and louder, passing through my eardrums, and I felt a flurry in my heart when I heard it.
"What the hell do you want to do?"
I was already on my knees.
"Purse" His voice was hollow and trembling, not a sound that a normal person could make.
Hearing his voice, my mouth opened involuntarily, and I even made a sound: "The purse is mine" Realizing that something was wrong, I quickly covered my mouth.
It turned out that he was trying to hypnotize me by making me tell the location of the purse.
As for those who want purses, the first thing that comes to my mind is Wang Ying.
It seems that Linzi didn't help her steal the purse, so she personally sent someone to rob it.
I was dazzled by the figures jumping, which reminded me of Wang Ying dancing in a mask in the cemetery, and then looking at the two figures, I reacted.
Their extremely terrifying faces were actually the kind of masks Wang Ying was wearing He was jumping and muttering about his purse.
There is my birthday in my purse, which is something that kills me, and I must not say where it is.
I rolled up my sleeves and slashed my arm with a dagger while they weren't looking.
The pain spread clearly throughout the body, and the brain suddenly cleared up completely, and the body regained its strength.
Instead of standing up right away, I took advantage of the dancer's unpreparedness and stabbed the dagger at him.
The man ducked back, and the dagger stabbed wide, slashing him in the arm.
He couldn't help but scream, the voice sounded a little familiar to me, not the same as the voice when he said the word purse just now.
Without thinking too much, I pushed him to the side, and he bumped into the figure behind him, only to hear a clang, and the figure fell to the ground with a bang, and it turned out to be a dummy I ran like crazy towards the mouth of the alley, and the man was chasing after me.
Suddenly I felt my back sink and he grabbed me Turning around and trying to push him away, he grabbed his mask and pulled it off.
The moment the mask fell, he let go of my hand, turned around and ran in the opposite direction, and soon disappeared.
I was stunned, was the man afraid that I would see his face?
Anyway, the man was gone, and I felt uneasy, and I quickened my pace and continued to walk out of the alley.
As I passed in front of a door, it creaked open.
The muscles in my whole body suddenly tensed, and I subconsciously took a step to the side and stepped into the stinky ditch again.
Quickly pulled his foot out of the stinky mud, and looked to the side, only to see an old man coming out of the door, holding a piece of white wax in his hand.
The dim flickering candlelight shone on his face, a little eerie.
"Why is it so noisy," his voice was hoarse and old.
I relaxed a little, because listening to him speak in a content and tone similar to that of a normal resident here.
"Oh, sir, it's all right."
I said that I was going to continue walking towards the mouth of the alley, and I didn't want to stay here for a moment.
"Wait, young man," the old man called to me.
Stopping, I looked at him curiously.
"Do you see my son?"
the old man looked at me expectantly, his face wrinkled as if he had been carved into it with a knife.
I shook my head, wondering how I know who your son is "I don't see it."
With that, I turned around and tried to keep walking.
The old man let out a sigh of disappointment, and muttered: "He works in the hospital, and he hasn't been home lately, hey."
His voice was bitter and pitiful, and I couldn't help but glance back at him.
I saw that the old man had already held the candle, staggered over the threshold, returned to the door, turned and closed the door, and through the crack in the door, I met his gaze again.
"There's a wall between here and the hospital, if you're really worried, you can go in and find him, anyway, I'm working in the hospital, so I can take you there now."
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I kindly mentioned it to him.
After hearing my words, the old man hurriedly opened the door, obviously showing an excited expression, "Really, then you wait for me, I'll go into the house and get dressed."
Come and wait in the yard. ” Because I was afraid that the person just now would come back again, I thought it would always be safe to hide.
I nodded and followed the old man through the door.
Facing the gate is a shadow wall, and in the middle of the shadow wall is carved a large blessing character.
The old man did not rush me to the courtyard, but first took out a candle from behind the door, lit it, and handed it to me.
"I'm usually frugal, I don't like to turn on the lights, and it's dark in the yard, so you can use candles to light it first."
As he spoke, he walked forward, telling me, "Be careful of wax oil." ” I nodded, held the ash, and followed him into the courtyard.
The courtyard was also dark, but fortunately there were candles to illuminate, and then I found a large black coffin on the right hand side of the courtyard, and a big inscription was written on the front of the coffin.
The lid of the coffin was ajar.
When I suddenly saw a coffin, I couldn't help but feel a little panicked, so I asked the old man, "Uncle, what is this coffin?"
By this time he had come to the door of the house, and when he heard me speak, he turned half sideways and said in a hoarse voice: "Oh, that's what I prepared for myself in advance, even if one day I kicked my legs and closed my eyes, and I didn't even have a coffin.
Besides, I don't want to be burned when I die, I'm most afraid of fire. ” After the old man finished speaking, he went into the house, and I stood alone in the courtyard, guarding the coffin.
I wondered why the lid was open since it was the coffin that the old man had prepared for himself Squeak, squeak, squeak There was a sudden creepy grinding sound in the coffin.
The roots of my hair stood on end in an instant, and the coffin should have been empty, so what was the sound of grinding teeth?
Driven by curiosity, I walked over to the coffin, which sat on a knee-high wooden stand, and I was tall enough to look down to see inside.
Shining with a candle, I found a layer of yellow grass on the inside of the coffin, and in the corner of the coffin, a pair of small black eyes were staring at me.
It turned out that the rat was biting the coffin board As soon as the rat saw the light, he hissed and jumped out of the coffin and fled.
Just then, I saw a piece of red cloth peeking out of the yellow grass.
I held my breath for a moment, and the red cloth looked a bit like an outturned trouser pocket.
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