relative?
The linen cloth just explained that now the only people who can put it on his shoulders from behind are the so-called "relatives".
But judging from the decaying environment of the mourning hall, and from the beginning to now, he has been the only one keeping watch at the mourning hall. Where are his relatives from?
Xie Chen had goosebumps all over his body, and he felt a cold wind blowing behind him.
Not to mention looking at the portrait, the whole person immediately fell to the ground, not even daring to move.
The head that was half raised immediately retracted, and even the whole face was pressed against the rotten floor. The pungent smell came from the floor full of mold.
I couldn't help it anymore, so I sneezed.
The whole body trembled.
Do not know why?
The hand that was placed on his shoulder immediately retracted, as if he was also startled.
Before I could react, I just wanted to let out a sigh of relief.
A slight sigh appeared in his ears, and it was so cold that it no longer felt like a breeze.
It was more like something dirty was breathing in his ears.
You must know that your face is on the ground now. Even though you are sneezing, it does not affect your movements.
“…”
The surrounding sounds were very quiet, except for the sound of a suona in the distance. The sound of the suona had never disappeared since I came to this mourning hall.
A slight sobbing sound came from behind. Judging from the sound alone, there must be two people standing behind him.
Although the mourning hall was only lit by two candles, it seemed very dim.
But in fact, shadows can also be seen, plus there is moonlight shining in from outside.
If someone is really standing behind him, under the refraction of light, there should be two long black shadows next to him at this time.
He raised his head slightly, but couldn't see even the slightest shadow.
Xie Chen took a breath.
Just when he was about to think about how to break the deadlock in front of him, the long light on the side suddenly swayed rapidly, as if it was about to be blown out by the wind.
But now that I was sweating all over my body, I didn't even notice the slightest movement of the wind.
Regardless of whether there was anyone behind him, Xie Chen quickly reached into his pocket, took out his pocket watch and pressed it.
I hope to get rid of the current predicament quickly by freezing time.
It's a pity that the pocket watch, which has always been tried and tested, has lost its function this time.
As the button was pressed, the original ever-burning lamp swayed even more fiercely, like a candle in the wind, which might be extinguished at any time.
The sound of the suona in the distance in the mourning hall became more and more cheerful. It sounded less like mourning the departure of the deceased and more like celebrating something.
Not caring about anything else, he quickly stuffed his pocket watch into his pocket and crawled towards the big red coffin on his knees.
As the ever-burning lamp swayed even more fiercely, he vaguely heard the sound of knocking coming from inside the coffin.
"Dong dong..."
Although it's not particularly obvious, you definitely heard it right.
I was a little panicked for a moment, not because of the sound coming from the coffin, but because the pocket watch didn't play any role in this copy.
Then wouldn’t it be possible for me to rely on this golden finger to save my life in this dungeon?
The ever-bright lamp, which was still full at first, is now about to bottom out.
Xie Chen knelt on the ground half-lying, looking back and forth for the shadow of kerosene.
Finally, I saw a small can of kerosene under the side of the big red coffin.
Just when he reached out and opened it, a strong wind that could be felt with his body suddenly blew up in the mourning hall.
In a panic, Xie Chen quickly unbuttoned his clothes and blocked the ever-burning lamp in front of him to prevent the sudden wind from extinguishing the light.
As the kerosene was added, the flames that were originally dancing gradually became stable.
The strong wind blowing into the mourning hall behind him also disappeared inexplicably.
Although I was confused in my mind, I still put the cap of the kerosene bottle back on, but did not tighten it completely. This would also make it easier to refill the oil next time.
Xie Chen sighed. Although he knew the rules of the funeral dungeon vigil, he didn't even have a clue about what the conditions were for passing the level.
Rule 12 said that the coffin will be sent for cremation at six o'clock in the morning, and you can rest and sleep at that time.
Is this really the case even if the copy is completed?
Or is it that after this coffin is sent for cremation, there will be a second and third coffin sent?
After all, he has never seen his family members at all. From just now until now, he has been the only one keeping vigil.
This reminds me of the night watchmen in the movie. There are indeed people who help keep vigil for the dead who have no relatives.
Xie Chen knelt down without a clue, slowly turned around, and crawled over to his original position.
But as soon as he climbed out two steps, the coffin behind him suddenly made a sound.
"?"
Xie Chen immediately frowned and looked at the red coffin for the first time.
But the permanent light was still on, and there was no movement in the big red coffin, as if the sound he just heard was just his auditory hallucination.
Xie Chen swallowed, feeling uneasy for no reason.
Just as he turned around and returned to his original position, many water droplets suddenly appeared on the ground.
Xie Chen quickly stretched out his hand to wipe his cheek, and many tears were falling down his eyes.
A few drops fell occasionally just now, but now the embankment has burst thousands of miles away, and the tears are pouring down in a torrent.
The sound of suona coming from far away suddenly stopped for some unknown reason.
He just wiped away the tears and didn't pay much attention to it.
"whee……"
A cold laughter resounded through the mourning hall, as if it was afraid that it could not hear clearly, it was still floating around, and waves of echoes entered its ears.
Xie Chen was hairy all over and immediately raised his head.
This was even more terrifying than just now when someone put a hand on his shoulder from behind.
Because despite the echo, the source of the sound came from the big red coffin.
Xie Chen stared intently at the coffin in front of him. The ever-burning light under the coffin did not go out, but instead burned brighter and brighter.
It felt like tonight, even if he didn't add fuel, he could keep burning for a whole long night.
Xie Chen's lips trembled.
I don't know if it's because I'm experiencing hallucinations or for some other reason, but the surrounding mourning hall not only smells damp and musty, but also smells of blood.
After the laughter came from the big red coffin, while he stared at it, no second voice came out.
Xie Chen knew that the matter was not over yet, it might just be the beginning.
But why did this coffin, which was originally very stable, suddenly experience so many changes?
If the laughter just now really came from inside the coffin, then the original sound of something knocking might have something to do with it.
Thinking of this, I was shocked.
Just now when I was refilling the kerosene for the everlasting lamp, I seemed to have turned around and crawled back?
Xie Chen quickly took out the linen cloth and checked the relevant rules.
When he saw the ninth rule, his hand holding the sackcloth started to tremble.
[When adding oil, you only need to kneel forward two steps and bend over to add oil, then kneel and take two steps back. There is no need to look back. 】
Obviously, the rules require that you face the coffin to add oil, and after adding oil, Youzheng kneels and steps back.
He had indeed turned around just now.
Before he could stuff the rag into his pocket, the red coffin in front of him began to shake.
"whee……"
Another burst of laughter sounded from the coffin, but this time the laughter was more permeable, and you could even hear the coldness of the voice just by listening to it.
Xie Chen stood up in panic and ran over to hold the ever-burning lamp.
The rules mentioned this lamp so repeatedly that it might be possible to save one's life in such a dangerous time.
But just when he was about to get close to the light.
This ever-burning lamp suddenly went out.
It went out so suddenly that even I couldn't react, and there wasn't even a bit of wind around me.
Just put out the wick for no reason.
The moment the lights went out, the coffin stopped shaking, and even the laughter coming from the coffin stopped abruptly.
The whole mourning hall was so quiet that it felt awkward.
Even the previous smell of blood disappeared, replaced by the smell of mold that became stronger and stronger, and I could no longer control the itching in my nose.
The entire mourning hall resounded with sneezing sounds one after another.
Just when he resisted the urge to sneeze, he wanted to go over and check the ever-burning light that had been extinguished.
thump!
The two wooden benches holding the coffin were scattered to pieces.
A whole red coffin fell to the ground sideways, and thick blood flowed out of Guangming's mouth.
Xie Chen, who was just about to move forward, took a step back without confidence. The laughter that had disappeared now seemed louder and louder in the pillow hall.
Swaying black shadows swayed in the dim mourning hall, and even the only two burning candlesticks on the altar table had been completely extinguished.
A slight wind blew, and many pieces of paper began to appear in the mourning hall, as if they were rolling on the ground.
Because the light was too dim, it was impossible to see clearly what was going on with the coffin that fell on the ground?
Just as Xie Chen was about to move forward, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
Two bursts of laughter rang from his ears.
Relying on the moonlight shining in from outside the mourning hall, his shadow seemed to be penetrated by something from behind.
Thick blood and pieces of flesh were scattered all over the floor, but the laughter still reached his ears.
"whee."
Not only did it penetrate his chest, but there was severe pain in his chest, followed by a chill in his neck, and finally it could be seen from the shadow on the ground.
The part above his neck fell to the ground with a clang.
"Come and stay with me, it's cold lying in there alone..."
Xie Chen used his last bit of strength to open his eyes, only to see half a pair of empty eyes on the ground looking at him.
It was a paper head.
