"Please dig faster, it won't work when you are ugly." Fu Bao urged, ignoring Sun Zhong who was so frightened that he almost lost control.
"If you have the ability, dig it out yourself." Sun Zhong snorted as he wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. He only had one mouth to speak, and he was so embarrassed.
"I'm a patient." Someone looked pitiful.
"Huh, what's not working?" Sun Zhong asked while digging without admitting that he was soft-hearted.
"It won't work if you dig out the contents of the coffin." Fu Bao sighed inexplicably.
Stopping his movements, Sun Zhong felt a strange feeling in his heart, "Do you know what's in the coffin?"
Shovel after shovel of soil was piled on the ground next to the tomb. Together with the sound of digging, it looked eerie in the dark night.
"In the coffin, of course, there is a corpse." Fu Baoluan replied without sincerity.
"Tsk." Sun Zhong continued to work as a coolie.
In the dark cemetery, there was only the sound of digging, and the occasional sound of two people talking. The atmosphere was a bit scary, and there were even faint ghost cries, which seemed to be absent in Sun Zhong's ears.
"Woooooooooo..." Sun Zhong shuddered. It was obviously midsummer, but he was still exercising, but he felt very cold. It seemed like something was blowing cold air on his neck. He began to feel suspicious. He slowly turned around, but saw Here we are...Fu Bao. Fu Bao was humming.
"Shut up!" he said angrily.
"Haha." Fu Bao laughed dryly, "I think this is more atmospheric..."
"You're crazy!" Sun Zhong almost hit him on the head with a shovel. He took a few deep breaths to prevent himself from getting killed, and then continued digging. As a result, there was a "bang" sound, and the shovel hit a solid surface. things.
Found it!
Sun Zhong immediately dropped the shovel and looked carefully with a flashlight. Sure enough, he saw the coffin. The red surface of the coffin was exposed in the soil.
Under the illumination of the flashlight, there was a soul-stirring power. It seemed that after looking at it for a long time, even the soul would be attracted into it, and then plunged into the bottomless abyss. Sun Zhong shivered, as if he was getting colder and colder.
"Come and help." Sun Zhong called to Fu Bao, but he couldn't open the coffin himself.
Fu Bao walked over slowly, staring at the half-exposed coffin with strange eyes, and then said quietly: "When it was buried, it was obviously black."
ah?
Sun Zhong was stunned for a moment, then stared at the coffin, and then looked up the rainy day in his memory when Fu Wei was buried. The coffin was indeed black, but now... why is it red?
"Could it be that...the coffin has been changed?" He gave what he thought was the most reasonable explanation.
Fu Bao jumped down, stood on the coffin, poked it with his finger, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "It's blood."
Clam?
Sun Zhong looked at his cold expression, but his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the panic-like tremor penetrated his brain like an electric current.
"Blood, blood...what does it mean?"
"What's the meaning of something that flows out of the body?" Fu Bao looked sideways at Sun Zhong. Under the illumination of the flashlight, his face emitted a frightening green light.
"But what's inside is a corpse, eh? Could it be that kind of particularly ferocious ghost?" Sun Zhong suddenly remembered that his Taoist father had told him that if a ghost died unjustly and miserably, the corpse would appear like A terrible change.
Thinking of this, he immediately took out the compass. The pointer pointed at the coffin and jumped like crazy. White smoke came out with a "pop" sound, and it actually exploded.
Wow! Sun Zhong jumped up, how could he be so fierce? !
Just when he was so frightened that his face turned pale, Fu Bao had already started to try to move the coffin lid, "Here, help, I can't do it myself."
"It's better not to, who knows what's in it." Sun Zhong was a little timid. Even his Taoist father found this kind of thing terrifying. For the sake of his own life, it was better to stay away from it.
"I told you, of course there is only the corpse in the coffin." Fu Bao had already opened the coffin a small gap.
Sun Zhong's eyes widened... A lot of blood rushed out like a fountain. At this moment, the whole world was blood red. The pit in front of him, the trees next to him, and even the sky changed color. Blood red!
"Ah!" Sun Zhong screamed twice, took a few steps back, fell down, hit his head on the pit, and fainted. When he opened his eyes again, the blood-red color disappeared.
"What are you doing?" Fu Bao looked confused.
Looking at the coffin and then at his hands and body, Sun Zhong looked horrified, "I, I...you?"
Is it really an illusion?
"What's wrong with me?" He motioned to Sun Zhong to come over to work. Seeing that Sun Zhong didn't dare to come over for a long time, he asked again: "Are you afraid?"
"I, I'm not afraid!" As a policeman and a Taoist priest with dual identities, he certainly wasn't afraid... Even if he was, he couldn't say it.
After taking a few deep breaths, Sun Zhong slowly moved over to help Fu Bao lift the coffin lid.
But when he got close to the open coffin, it was like standing on the air vent of an air conditioner. Even in the hot summer, he really felt the chill. His face turned blue from the cold. Looking at Fu Bao next to him, that With a pale face and a faint green light, this strange appearance seems to have a reasonable explanation.
So while Sun Zhong convinced himself that everything was an illusion, he and Fu Bao vigorously lifted the coffin lid.
At this time, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sure was was the ghost crying again.
Sun Zhong's brain exploded and he shouted at Fu Bao, "Shut up!"
Does this kid think it's not scary enough?
Does he know that he is about to have a heart attack? !
"It's not me." Fu Bao looked innocent.
Sun Zhong glanced at him. It was indeed not him. Then the voice came from... it seemed to be coming from the coffin? !
As the coffin lid was lifted higher and higher, the voice became clearer and clearer, faint and resentful, full of resentment and sorrow.
Sun Zhong wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had no choice but to persist. No matter what, he had to see what was in the coffin. Of course Fu Bao did not hesitate.
So the coffin was slowly opened, and when he could see clearly what was in the coffin, Sun Zhong opened his eyes nervously, groaned, and growled in disbelief, "It's impossible."
"Sure enough, it's here." Fu Bao whispered.
"How could it be this thing?!" Sun Zhong screamed, fear instantly overwhelmed him, pointing at the things in the coffin and screaming, "Isn't this, isn't it..."
"It's her." Fu Bao made a simple summary.
She, wearing a red dress, red skirt and red shoes, looked like a bride about to be married, lying in a coffin.
Isn't this the ghost bride who has been pestering Fu Bao?
Now that this thing actually appeared in front of him, this corpse, this bride, and this bleeding coffin made Sun Zhong feel like he was having a nightmare.
In addition, there was something even more tingling for him.
The bride does not have a red hijab because...
"No hijab? Because you took the hijab away?" His voice was trembling. The incident of Fu Bao getting the red hijab happened in a dream. How could it be directly reflected on a corpse buried in the ground!
"Um."
Fu Bao nodded in agreement, but without even looking at Sun Zhong, he squatted down and stretched out his hand as if to touch the ghost bride's face. There was a strange affection in his movements.
"You're crazy!" Sun Zhong grabbed him suddenly. This was a bleeding corpse!
"She's bleeding." Fu Bao whispered.
"What?" Sun Zhong looked carefully, and then he noticed that there was a thin stream of blood flowing out of the bride's facial features. He was dazzled just now and couldn't see it clearly. Now that he saw it clearly, he shivered again, "Fuck!" So scary! I can't stand it!
The stimulation he received was too great, so he reached out and copied out a talisman. No matter what talisman it was, he would take it.
"Stop making trouble, she has already worked hard enough." Fu Bao took his hand and looked at the corpse with a sigh, his expression full of reluctance.
Who is making the fuss?
Sun Zhong glared at him.
Don't let this kid lose his temper so completely. Isn't this what could kill him?
And he also killed several people. Why did he sound sorry for the other person?
"Look carefully, she has nails nailed on her face."
Huh?
Sun Zhong took a closer look, but what he saw made his scalp tingle.
Sure enough, nails were nailed on the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the corpse. Two nails were in the eyes, two nails were in the ears, as well as the nose and mouth. A total of six nails were nailed to the corpse, making it look like it was dead. The eyes that can never be closed are full of resentment, the slightly opened mouth seems to be roaring, and the blood keeps flowing, which represents the resentment that will not be relieved.
