infinite danger

Chapter 171 Where's My Coffin?

"I'm a little scared, can I hold your hand?" the novice girl asked the freckled girl walking beside her.

"Don't be afraid." The freckled girl held her hand.

The novice girl nodded, but she didn't have much confidence.

The two walked up the stairs side by side. As they walked, the novice girl suddenly exclaimed and stopped in place.

The freckled girl looked back at her with panic in her eyes: "What's wrong?"

The novice girl's eyes were red, she didn't dare to lower her head, and said inarticulately: "I feel a... cold hand... grabbing my ankle."

The girl with freckles broke out in a cold sweat when she heard it. Seeing the novice girl holding her hand tightly, her heart skipped a beat and she focused on her ankle.

The novice girl's feet were trembling slightly, and she didn't see the cold hand in her mouth, but her skin was indeed slightly sunken and flushed, as if an invisible hand was really grabbing her ankle.

The girl with freckles didn't dare to look any more, so she gritted her teeth and said to her, "Ignore it, don't feel it, and keep walking, okay?"

Tears kept pouring out. The novice girl restrained her emotions and lifted her foot up, but no matter how hard she tried, the caught foot still stopped in place, and it hurt hot when she pulled it. She even felt that there were sharp nails pricking her. into the meat.

"I can't move... woo..." The novice girl broke down emotionally, she burst into tears, and let go of the freckled girl's hand: "You go, leave me alone..."

The girl with freckles shook Kong Luoluo's hand, her eyes became hot: "Persist, I'll call Huya to help!"

There was a weird chuckle from the stairs, mixed with the cries of the novice girl, it was very abrupt.

The freckled girl couldn't help shivering.

The novice girl wiped away her tears with the back of her hand: "If it doesn't work, you just give up on me..."

"I won't give up on you!" The freckled girl pressed her shoulder: "You have to hold on!"

The freckled girl said, ready to go downstairs to find Ji Siwei and Yanyue.

"Ah!" The novice girl let out a heart-piercing scream, her body suddenly lost her center of gravity, and she leaned back.

"Be careful!" The freckled girl's eyes widened, before she had time to think, she instinctively reached out to grab her hand.

The freckled girl grabbed the novice girl's hand, but she forgot that this was a staircase, and she stepped on the ground and fell down herself.

The novice girl was so frightened that she forgot to cry and closed her eyes tightly.

In the panic, the freckled girl only had time to protect their heads.

The two rolled down the stairs together and didn't stop until their bodies hit the wall.

Fortunately, the stairs were not high, and the two only suffered some flesh injuries, and did not pass out.

"Ah……"

There was a nasty chuckle from above the stairs.

The freckled girl rubbed her bruised arm, propped herself up on the floor and sat up.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a pair of red embroidered shoes floating in front of him, and above that were pale legs.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she almost fainted on the spot.

"What happen to you guys?!"

Yanyue's voice pulled back her frightened soul.

Looking ahead, there are no embroidered shoes.

Yanyue and Ji Siwei helped them up and went to the living room to treat the wound.

The novice girl was frightened out of her wits and lost her ability to express herself. The freckled girl had no choice but to detail what happened to them on the stairs.

Remembering that the first companion who had an accident had fallen down the stairs and died, the freckled girl felt a little scared.

If they knew that the female ghost with embroidered shoes only scared them tonight, maybe they would be comforted?

Yanyue cleaned up the trash on the table, and said in a cold voice, "We'll go up together later, there are too many of us, don't be afraid."

After collecting the things, the four of them walked up the stairs one by one.

Ji Siwei took the initiative to come to the rear.

Although there were so many people this time, the novice girl was still scared, her nerves were tense, and she was about to shave her fingers bald.

Halfway up the stairs, the novice girl stopped again.

Maybe because she was mentally prepared this time, she didn't scream or cry, she turned her head slowly, and pointed to Ji Siwei's feet.

Yanyue and the freckled girl looked at her calmly.

Ji Siwei narrowed his eyes, approached her, and stepped on her feet with one foot.

"Ah!" There was a short cry of pain in his ear.

Ji Siwei looked at the novice girl, and a gleam of light flashed in his deep eyes: "Did she let go?"

The novice girl nodded in a daze: "Let go, let go..."

The girl with freckles was dumbfounded: "It's so easy to solve?"

Yanyue smiled: "Only he dares to do this."

When Ji Siwei returned to the room after washing, Bai Yi and Zhou Qi had already covered the quilt and were ready to go to bed.

Just as Ji Siwei closed the door, a burst of suona sounded through the crack of the door and entered the room.

Bai Yi's expression changed, and he poked his head out of the bed cautiously: "It's the voice from the ghost marriage video!"

Zhou Qi looked at Ji Siwei: "Did someone turn on the DVD player?"

Ji Siwei said: "There are more than one people in this house."

Bai Yi tucked his head into the bed, only a handful of hair was exposed.

Zhou Qi patted his cheek: "Do you want to go down and have a look?"

"No need." Ji Siwei closed the door, but the suona sound became louder and louder.

Ji Siwei turned a deaf ear, put the cleaned puppet next to the pillow, turned off the light and went to sleep.

In the dark room, there was only the suona sound like howling ghosts and wolves. Zhou Qi suddenly said, "Bai Yi, lie down properly and don't hug me."

Bai Yi said in a muffled voice, "I'm afraid."

Zhou Qi: "Then go hug Huya."

Bai Yi said weakly: "...I dare not."

Zhou Qi sighed: "Then you can only hug me for 10 minutes, you won't be able to fall asleep if you hug me like this."

Bai Yi: "Stingy."

Zhou Qi: "I'm stingy? Let go, you won't be able to hug me for a minute."

The two had a dispute because of "wanting to hug" and "letting go", and almost got into a fight under the quilt.

The paper bridesmaid who was peeping in the closet covered her eyes in shock.

After breakfast the next day, Zhizhayan took a piece of paper to the mission workers: "I have drawn you a map of the village and marked the route. Follow along and you will find a place that sells paper. If someone asks Don’t tell him where you are going to buy paper. If you can’t find the way, don’t ask passers-by, just go back the same way.”

Ji Siwei took the hand-drawn map: "OK."

Zhizhayan is used to this young man's indifferent attitude, so he will be more polite when talking to him: "The paper is very heavy, take the cart in the yard with you."

The cart is a common style in the countryside, with a wide wooden board and guardrails on both sides.

Ji Siwei and Zhou Qi held handles on the left and right, and pushed the cart out of the yard.

Yanyue held a map and was in charge of guiding the way.

Since entering the dungeon, this was the first time they went to other parts of the village alone.

There were very few people on the road. When they saw these foreigners, they all looked sideways, but no one struck up a conversation.

After walking for a long time, I finally found my destination.

The fence is not high. Standing outside the yard, you can see that there are many bamboo poles in the yard, and the white coarse cloth is neatly drying.

The courtyard door was not locked, and it opened with a slight push. They pushed the cart into the courtyard and walked to the front of the wooden building.

Yanyue knocked on the door: "Is anyone there? We are here to buy paper."

No one responded, only the rustle of white cloth rubbing against each other in the yard.

The door was locked tightly, so Yanyue had no choice but to be an emotionless knocking machine, knocking on the door all the time.

"Come on, don't knock."

A hoarse and old voice came from the door.

The wooden door squeaked, and a gap was quietly opened, revealing a eye with drooping eyelids and bloodshot eyes: "I've never seen you before, who told you to come to me?"

Ji Siwei said: "Paper tie Yan."

That eye looked at him carefully, and said after a while, "Come in."

The wooden door opened, and the mission workers filed in.

The house has a strange orientation, the backlight is very humid, there is no sunlight and no lights.

The living room had very little furniture and no decorations, and there was a black coffin in the center.

The old paper seller's hair was pale, his face was like a wrinkled paper, his thin lips drooped downwards: "The paper that Zhi Zhayan wants is in the coffin, you can just take it."

After the old man finished speaking, he ignored their reactions, just shook his head, turned and went upstairs.

Yanyue frowned: "There is a coffin in the hall, it is very ominous."

Bai Yi: "Putting paper in the coffin is itself a deceptive act."

Ji Siwei looked at the coffin, and said softly: "Paper making is made of special materials. Bamboo is hard to come by, so is paper."

Bai Yi remembered what happened in the bamboo forest, and suddenly felt that the room was very dark: "Then what should we do now, open the coffin to get paper?"

Zhou Qi sighed: "It seems that this is the only way."

The girl with freckles said, "What if there are other things in the coffin besides paper?"

This possibility was very high, and everyone fell into silence.

Ji Siwei looked around the hall, and when he saw the thick hemp rope on the cabinet, he twitched his lips: "Zhi Zhayan asked us to fetch the paper, and taking the paper back will be considered as completing the task."

Yanyue took out the cigarette case and said a little irritably, "That's right, the problem now is how to take out the paper."

Ji Siwei walked to the cabinet, picked up the coil of hemp rope, and quickly tied up the coffin.

Bai Yi was puzzled: "Brother Huya, what are you doing?"

Ji Siwei tied a knot on the surface of the coffin, and said lightly: "The paper is in the coffin, and taking the coffin back will also count as completing the task."

Yanyue's eyes lit up, and she stopped smoking: "It's possible! Why didn't I think of it."

Bai Yi: "There is still this operation, bow your head to the boss."

Ji Siwei patted the hemp rope off his hands, picked up two sticks standing by the wall, and called out to the others: "Come here and get the coffin onto the cart."

upstairs.

The old paper seller was sitting on a grand chair, holding a pipe in his hand. Amidst the smoke, he slowly showed an evil smile and said to himself: "If you count the time, the ghoul in the coffin should eat You're full, there are so many fresh and tender ones here this time, they should suit its taste."

The old man swallowed for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and frowned: "Why didn't I hear the screams, did I eat too fast? Well... I'll go and have a look."

He thumped his back and walked slowly downstairs.

Originally, I thought I would see a messy living room dripping with blood, but I didn't expect it to be empty in front of me. There was no blood, no corpse, and no coffin...

Wait, no coffins!

The old man's drooping and listless eyes instantly widened. Holding a smoking pipe, he walked to the door in disbelief: "Where's my coffin? Where's the ghoul I've raised for more than [-] years?!"

There was no one in the yard, only four wheels and some messy footprints on the ground.

Two of the wheel marks were much deeper, as if carrying heavy loads.

The old man chased to the gate of the courtyard, but he didn't see those fresh young people. He shed tears of remorse and shouted in despair: "Business at a loss!!"

The author has something to say: The old man who sells paper: give you the paper, and return the coffin to me, please T^T——