Jin An glanced out of the corner of his eye.
I caught a glimpse of a thin black figure rushing into a side room in the village.
Jin An's eyes darkened and he had no time to care about the black coffin placed in the yard. He chased it into the side room.
boom!
Like a savage beast, Jin An rushed into the room without losing speed, knocking half of the door open.
A dark shadow flashed in the room and ran behind a screen.
Jin An strode forward and kicked over the screen.
call!
The black shadow flew into a dark wardrobe that had been burned by fire, and the door was tightly closed by the cold wind.
"No end!"
Jin An held the handle of the long-handled knife with both hands. The blood vessels on his arms were clearly visible, and the muscles were bulging, swelling, and red with blood!
With fierce pressure, the two-handed machete, hissing, cut through the air resistance quickly, and slashed hard with a hot, domineering, and unyielding aura.
Who knows.
There was a feeling of weightlessness in my hands.
Jin An's sword hit the air.
Jin An found himself surrounded by darkness. He seemed to be trapped in a small, closed dark space.
Jin An wanted to struggle.
But he found that he couldn't move.
He could only blink and move his eyes briefly, but he could not move any other part of his body.
This reminded him of a ghost on the bed...
Some people say it's nightmare syndrome.
This small, confined space was very depressing. Jin An was squatting, and there was only a long vertical gap left in the dark space, through which he could barely see outside.
Jin An tried his best to see the outside world clearly through the narrow gap. He could barely see what seemed to be a room outside, with a bed, a table, a stool, and an extinguished lamp oil base...
Just at this time, a child's childlike voice sounded from outside the house.
"one."
"two."
"three."
"Yang Cheng'an, you have to hide well, I'm going to catch you as a ghost."
Jin An's eyes darkened. The sound seemed to come from outside. Is a ghost arresting someone?
Is this... two kids playing hide and seek at home?
Is he trapped somewhere inside the house now?
Jin An struggled, but his body still couldn't move, as if he was suppressed by something and couldn't move.
"Is there anyone outside?"
"Hey, can anyone hear me?"
"Senior?"
"Daozhang Chen?"
"Old magic stick?"
Jin An shouted outside, but no one heard his voice at all. The children outside the house couldn't hear his voice and didn't notice anything unusual. They were still counting.
"Four."
"five."
"six."
At this time, Jin An forced himself to calm down and think about ways to break the situation.
"A small, airtight, dark space, indoors, and with a vertical crack..."
"And two kids were playing hide-and-seek at home..."
"That's right! It's the wardrobe!"
"I was going to split the wardrobe in Shenjiabao Village before, but I ended up getting trapped in the wardrobe in front of me for no reason!"
Thinking of this, Jin Anxin's hair went crazy. He tried to move his eyes. The charred child was not in the closet.
He was the only one in the closet.
This made Jin An feel relieved, and he tried to move the Zang Qi from the Chixue Jin and the Five Zang Immortal Temple. As a result, when he moved the Zang Qi from the bricks, his body function was so strong that his unable to move body actually showed signs of loosening.
Jin'an is very happy!
Fortunately, he is not completely powerless to resist!
Jin An was dormant silently while quickly transporting the internal organs in the body. The five internal organs of the human body are like generals sitting in the central heaven, controlling all functions, qi, and life essence of the human body.
…
At this time, the children outside the house were counting and still continuing.
"Hide quickly, we are coming to catch you soon."
"eight."
"Nine."
The sound of counting outside was loud.
Sudden! The anxious shouting of a ghost child came from outside the house!
"Not good!"
"It's on fire!"
"It's on fire!"
"Yang Cheng'an, stop hiding and run out. It's on fire! It's on fire!"
"Yang Chengan, there's a fire next door to your house! Run!"
"Yang Chengan!"
"Yang Chengan!"
The voices of children in the yard were urgent, shouting anxiously towards the house.
"Aqing, don't try to lie to me."
"I'm not that stupid to be fooled."
"Ah Qing, you are a ghost now, come and catch me quickly."
A child's voice suddenly sounded coldly and faintly behind Jin An in the claustrophobic closet where Jin An was supposed to be alone.
This voice!
It was the child's voice that Jin An and the old Taoist priest had heard before in Shenjiabao.
In an instant, all the hair on Jin An's neck exploded!
There's a second person in the closet!
The charred child had been hiding in the closet with him!
Oh shit!
That thing is pressing on my back!
At this moment, Jin An's nervousness and chills all surged into his heart. Electricity flowed through his body instantly, his scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but cursed in his heart.
There was something dirty pressing on his back, and Jin An felt as if his limbs had fallen into an ice cellar.
"It's really on fire! Yang Cheng'an, I didn't lie to you! It's really on fire!"
"Yang Chengan, come out quickly!"
"Seriously stop playing!"
A child named Ah Qing ran in in a panic, shouted Yang Chengan's name, asked where Yang Chengan was hiding, and told his friends to come out and run for their lives.
But just as the child named Ah Qing ran into the house, he immediately ran out in a panic.
"Ah! Fire! Fire!"
"Yang Chengan! The fire has already reached your house!"
"Run away! Stop playing! I'm not lying to you! Come and put out the fire, come and put out the fire, Uncle Teng, come and put out the fire, Yang Chengan's house is on fire!"
Outside the house came the cry of a child called Ah Qing, and the adults in the village asking for help.
At this time, through the crack in the closet door, I saw a fierce fire beating outside, and then there was choking smoke entering the closet through the crack in the closet door.
The choking smoke, with the scorching temperature of the fire, is inhaled into the lungs, causing burning pain and a strong sense of suffocation.
"what to do?"
"what to do!"
"what to do!!!"
The dead child pressed behind Jin An repeated his words over and over again. At first, his voice was as cold as the cold of Jiuyou, numb and devoid of human emotions.
Then comes the anger.
Finally, there was a sharp and painful roar, the sound was so loud that it rang sharply in his ears, as if it was about to tear Jin An's eardrums to pieces.
Jin An's eardrums were so painful that his temples bulged, and the veins on his forehead stretched.
There was a pained look on his face.
It seemed as if the blood vessels in his head would burst and die in the next moment.
Jin An didn't want to die. He tried hard to control his body, which finally regained some consciousness. He slowly leaned forward, trying to use his body to knock open the closet door and escape.
Boom!
Jin An controlled his body and just leaned forward and hit the cabinet door. As a result, the wardrobe door seemed to be unstable, and it fell down heavily.
The cabinet door hit the ground hard.
The only escape route was blocked.
"Is this...a death scene re-enacted?"
Jin An suddenly had a flash of enlightenment.
