However, as the three of them went downstairs to escape the fire, the accident happened.
Because after reaching the next floor, they subconsciously looked up, only to find a mourning hall in front of them.
Strips of white flags hung from the ceiling, covering the entire room.
No tributes, no wreaths, no paper offerings…
On both sides, there were only a kind of weird golden lotus flowers piled up, emitting bursts of light in the dim space.
In the middle of the mourning hall, there is a pure black coffin vaguely placed.
Nearby, a circle of candles wrapped the entire coffin.
However, the color of this candlelight is the same as the fire on the upper floor.
Seeing this unexpected mourning hall, Hao Tie turned pale with fright.
In fear, he raised the gun almost out of instinct and pulled the trigger without any hesitation.
"stop!"
Fortunately, Hao Gang had quick eyes and quick hands and quickly grabbed the gun body and lifted it up.
With a 'bang' sound, the bullet came out of the barrel and hit the ceiling, but did not hit the coffin.
However, even so, when he heard the gunshot, his heart was in his throat.
Holding the gun tightly, Hao Gang quickly looked in the direction of the mourning hall.
After taking a few breaths and confirming that nothing was abnormal, he took a deep breath.
The next second, he turned his head directly.
"Are you crazy? Turn off the insurance!"
Across from him, Hao Tie, who was full of fear, didn't care that he was being scolded by his brother. He quickly put away the gun and turned off the safety tremblingly.
To his right, Wei Jianye looked unhappy. He stared at the coffin and asked, "Hao, what do you want to do first?"
Hearing this, Hao Gang glanced at the stairs.
A lot of thick smoke had already flowed down, and there were faint green flames coming out of the corner of the stairs.
They were driven here deliberately...
"I can't go back." Hao Gang frowned and said slowly, "Now that I'm here, I'm sure there will be something to say."
"Let's search first!"
After saying that, he led the two of them towards the mourning hall.
Soon, they looked around inside and outside the mourning hall.
A problem that couldn't be more obvious has arisen...
Whose damn thing does it belong to?
In front of the coffin, why is there only a memorial on the obituary notice?
However, we have not yet waited for a closer look.
Inside and outside the mourning hall, the soul-calling flags suddenly moved automatically without any wind.
Further away, some candlesticks in the darkness also lit up instantly.
Then, the sound of knocking came from the middle of the mourning hall.
The three people heard the sound and looked over.
Coffin...
It's the sound of the coffin, it's shaking...
As the three of them watched, cold sweat began to break out from their foreheads.
Without even thinking about it, Wei Jianye took out the remaining gasoline bombs and prepared to light the coffin on fire to kill the being inside.
On the side, Hao Gang saw this and quickly stretched out his hand to push the person down.
"Don't use brute force, think about what is going on here, and don't anger the monsters here."
He glanced at the coffin and continued: "If something really pops out, the consequences are not something you or I can bear."
"What should we do?" Wei Jianye curled his lips, took back the gasoline bomb, and then turned around and asked.
"This should be the key." Hao Gang pointed to the obituaries on the ground without names, "There is a mourning hall here, but who is in the coffin?"
However, Wei Jianye looked anxious and shouted: "What's the point? Who is in the mourning hall, and what does it have to do with us going out?"
Shaking his head, Hao Gang slowly explained: "Think carefully about what those people before, those old people said about ghosts."
"We only saw this mourning hall after setting fire to it, which means the people in the house didn't want the deceased to be discovered."
As he spoke, he looked towards the coffin and paid careful attention to his surroundings.
"But why don't you dare to let people discover it? Is it because something will happen if you find out?"
"Who is dead? Is it the owner of the mansion? Is it his wife, his daughter, or his son?"
Hao Gang stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at Wei Jianye and asked, "Can you guess it?"
The latter closed his eyes after hearing this, thought quickly, and after a moment slowly said: "Maybe it's his son?"
Wei Jianye paused and continued: "After all, no one has lived in his house for so long. He has obviously been dead for a long time. He may have died before the town was abandoned."
"Maybe it's because of this that no one has cleaned his room and it has been left there unused. Even the spiders and insect eggs have not been cleaned."
"That's not true, right?" Hao Gang disagreed after hearing this: "Even if he dies, how many years can he die... As for what he looks like?"
"And if it's his son, then why should this news be sealed? What's the use?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a stronger knocking sound came from the coffin.
Along with this sound, the entire coffin shook violently, and the three of them could even hear a deep roar coming from inside.
Next to him, Hao Tie was so frightened that he immediately trembled.
At the same time, he also remembered something and looked at his brother: "Is she his wife?"
"There are slash marks one after another in the room. It is obvious that there has been a battle, and there are so many blood stains. The owner of this mansion must have killed his wife and did not let others know about it, so there is this mourning hall."
Hao Gang nodded slightly, feeling that it made sense.
The next second, he picked up the pen next to him and prepared to write the name of the wife of the owner of the mansion in the obituary.
As a result, as soon as I raised my pen, my body froze again.
In the mourning hall, the sounds in the coffin became louder and louder, and the roars came one after another.
Hao Tie couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing his brother's body paused, he immediately urged: "Hurry up and write!"
But Hao Gang looked back at his brother behind him and asked, "If he killed his wife, why is there such a thing as a mourning hall? Does he respect his wife very much?"
Wei Jianye on the side speculated: "Maybe it was a manslaughter. After drinking, he lost control of his emotions. He felt guilty after killing his wife, so he set up a mourning hall."
After looking around, Hao Gang continued to ask: "What about the tributes? Where are the things used to pay homage to people?"
"Even if my family is poor and my mother passes away, I will put a lot of things as a memorial to show respect."
"But the person in front of you is the wife of a wealthy family. If you accidentally killed her and set up a mourning hall, why don't you feel any guilt at all? No attitude at all."
"Also, if the mourning hall is inside the building, wouldn't it be discovered by others..."
"Ink marks!" Wei Jianye became more and more annoyed as he listened. He reached out and grabbed the pen, "Why are there so many?"
"Otherwise, who else do you think it could be? What else can you say?"
He curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Maybe he just forgot! Maybe he is not so sincere, that's all."
As he spoke, Wei Jianye raised his pen and prepared to write down the name of the man's wife.
However, at this moment, Hao Gang suddenly grabbed the person and looked at the latter seriously.
"You have to think clearly about what might happen if you make a mistake..."
Wei Jianye's body trembled after hearing this, and then he fell into deep thought.
But almost at the same time, the knocking sound in the middle of the mourning hall became louder...
He looked towards the coffin, and then his eyes suddenly widened.
I saw that the coffin, which had been shaking violently just now, had several gaps.
Although he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, he could clearly hear the roar coming from inside.
"I'm not sure either, but should I just put it off?" After saying that, Wei Jianye sighed and threw the pen on the ground, "You decide for yourself!"
"Damn it, let alone who I write about, I don't have much confidence in obituaries."
Hao Gang picked up the pen, lowered his head and remained silent.
Yes, writing the name in the obituary can solve these problems, it's just a guess.
In his opinion, this is most likely the key to solving everything.
But just...high probability.
No, absolutely sure.
Not far away, the movement of the coffin became louder and louder.
From the crack that was opened, a stream of black liquid slowly flowed out from the inside.
After flowing to the ground, it burned directly as if something had been triggered.
The green flame, like a candle, began to spread around after a while.
Soon, the nearby white flags were ignited and turned into a fire.
But the strange thing is that even though it is in the middle, the coffin is not affected at all.
The green flame spread all the way and was about to burn in front of the three people.
Hao Tie was the first to sit still.
"Write it, brother. No matter who he is, either his wife or his son, or even his daughter, these are the only choices..."
Hearing his brother's urging, Hao Gang glanced at Wei Jianye next to him, gritted his teeth, and prepared to write something directly on it.
It's better to be wrong than to sit still and wait for death.
But suddenly, he realized that he had overlooked something.
Under the illumination of the green flames, the whole room was no longer dim, and the surrounding walls could be seen more clearly, and were actually covered with talismans one after another.
Moreover, although there were no tributes or sacrifices in front of the coffin...
But a very thick, rope-like thing could be vaguely seen.
When Hao Gang saw this, he was stunned. Then he took a pen and wrote the name of the owner of the mansion on the obituary notice.
Hao Tie on the side gasped and looked at his brother with disbelief in his eyes. He couldn't figure out why the name of the owner of the mansion was written?
But before he could ask, his brother Hao Gang explained to himself: "This place is not for memorial, but for appeasing grievances."
"The walls are full of talismans, used to ward off evil spirits. Who is it to suppress evil? It's this coffin! I would rather spend so much money on talismans than put any tribute."
"They don't have any respect or sacrifice, they only have fear."
Hao Gang continued to raise his head and looked at the middle coffin.
"In front of the coffin, something was thrown away. It was a rein, related to horses..."
"The only one who keeps horses in the whole house is the owner named Cao!"
"It must be him!"
Sure enough, the guess was right!
After he wrote his name, the green flames that were still spreading outward actually began to retreat.
Even the black liquid that flowed out was slowly sucked back into the coffin, like going back in time.
As the latter swayed, the fragments that had originally collapsed slowly floated up and closed back one by one.
After a while, even the coffins and coffins were restored to their original state.
Seeing that everything had returned to calm, the three of them looked at each other and showed long-lost smiles.
At this moment...
In front of me, the obituary that had just been written slowly turned into black and white, transforming into a legacy.
