Hearing this answer, Jiang Li raised his eyebrows slightly.
She thought of the first layer of the cabinet under the desk.
There was a photo inside, of a pair of faceless twin brothers.
Speaking of which, the twins with their faces painted off should be Qing Ying and Hong Ying.
"Where is your brother Hong Ying?" Jiang Li asked Qing Ying.
But the strange thing is that Qingying did not answer directly.
He suddenly rolled his eyes, held his belly, stretched out a small hand, pointed at Jiang Li's back, and started laughing.
"Jiang Li, look behind you... giggle... I'm laughing so hard!"
Qingying's small body was laughing so hard that she was out of breath.
Jiang Li quickly hid.
She turned and looked behind her.
Next to the coffin stood Grandma Liu wearing a bright red floral cotton-padded jacket.
Grandma Liu bowed and pushed the coffin board hard.
Dust fell, and the coffin board was pushed open with a bang.
When Jiang Li saw what was inside, his pupils shrank instantly——
The corpse inside...is actually Jiang Li himself? !
To be precise, it was the seven-year-old girl Lili.
Lili's body was covered with mud, and her mouth and nose were blocked by black mud. She died two days ago.
He was buried alive.
"Xiao Li, grandma asked you to play for two more days. Have you had enough now?"
Grandma Liu looked at Jiang Li and smiled kindly. Her eyes were wrinkled and her face was covered with corpse spots.
In the mourning hall, the white candle was still burning faintly.
Jiang Li brought this candle from the dormitory.
Ever since Jiang Li entered the dormitory of the orphanage, the dormitory has been lit with white candles.
White candles...are used to pay homage to the dead.
Grandma Liu stood up with her hand on the coffin.
She looked at Jiang Li: "Good boy, come in quickly. Don't run around, you will cause trouble for others."
Grandma Liu walked towards Jiang Li, took Jiang Li's hand, and walked towards the coffin.
Jiang Li thought for a second and secretly bit the tip of her tongue.
The smell of blood spread, but the wound... did not recover.
Jiang Li's physical injuries have not been transferred, which can only mean one thing -
Dai Chunli is dead.
When she was buried alive at the beginning, Dai Chunli had already died for Jiang Li.
It was just that Dai Chunli was holding her back when she died, so Jiang Li always felt that she was not dead.
Jiang Li continued to live here with the obsession of "I thought I was still alive."
"Xiaoli, listen to grandma and lie down. There won't be any pain."
Grandma Liu’s whisper was like a magic spell:
“You’re already dead, why bother working so hard anymore?
Don't think about other things. You are dead and the deceased should rest in peace...
Do you still remember your Uncle Zhao who died in a car accident? You like your Uncle Zhao the most.
Once your Uncle Zhao dies, you will become an orphan.
You finally used your voice to exchange for seeing Uncle Zhao again.
Now that you are dead, you can go down and find him yourself. What a great thing.
Good boy, be obedient and lie down quickly. hurry up……"
Seeing Jiang Li approaching the coffin, everyone held their breath.
Grandma Liu was trying her best to persuade, while Qingying was suppressing her laughter.
The black and white dummy guarding the door also looked here, grinned strangely, and smiled.
Jiang Li was brought to the coffin, and her expression gradually became dull as she listened to the hypnotic voice.
Just when Grandma Liu thought everything was going well and relaxed her vigilance.
Jiang Li's eyes suddenly turned cold and he pushed Grandma Liu in next to her!
Grandma Liu had disabled legs and feet and was old, so she had no room to resist.
A handful of old bones fell into the coffin, unable to get up.
Jiang Li outside quickly closed the coffin lid and sat down on it.
Letting Grandma Liu knock inside, Jiang Li dusted off her hands and called it a day.
There is no way the deceased in the coffin is Jiang Li!
Jiang Li has two lives. Even if Dai Chunli dies, Jiang Li will still have one left.
If Jiang Li is not dead, there is no way that a Lili body will appear out of thin air.
And there’s another detail – dust!
When Grandma Liu opened the coffin just now, the coffin board was covered with falling dust.
This means that no one has cleaned the coffin and it has been there for a long time.
How could a fresh corpse appear inside a coffin that had been there for many years?
And Grandma Liu's body was covered with corpse spots, and she always lured Jiang Li into the mourning hall and close to the coffin, so there was only one possibility left -
Grandma Liu is looking for a scapegoat!
As long as Jiang Li enters the coffin, the level will fail.
And Jiang Li will stay here forever, becoming the dead man in the coffin.
Grandma Liu is very sinister.
Last time, the coffin was disguised as a bed and the tired Jiang Li was induced to lie down in it.
This time, Jiang Li was brainwashed, trying to make Jiang Li think that she was dead and trick her into lying in the coffin.
The source of pollution in the coffin is probably the ghosts of one scapegoat after another.
The more people who enter, the greater the source of contamination in the coffin!
Qing Ying next to him couldn't help but sigh in frustration when he saw Jiang Li's actions.
"Hey... boring, I thought there was a good show to watch!" Qingying sat back on the chair, hugged her chest, and crossed her calves.
At this time, Jiang Li noticed that Qingying had a key hanging around his neck.
Could that be the key to the cabinet on the third floor?
Jiang Li was about to speak when he felt something coming out of his throat.
"Jiang Li, I remember you." Qingying used his strange power to take back the thing and carefully put it into his linen bag.
Jiang Li couldn't make a sound again.
Qing Ying bent down to pick up the strange things thrown out of the sack while talking to Jiang Li.
Those weird things are basically children’s body parts.
"Although you didn't die this time, you will still die next time. Listen to my brother, waiting for death is more terrifying than facing death!"
Qing Ying reminded Jiang Li, with a bit of pride in her tone.
Jiang Li thought for a moment, took out a heart from the space, tossed it gently, caught it again, and then shook it towards Qing Ying.
Qing Ying glanced at the thing, paused, and his eyes instantly widened!
"Wow, how could you have such a good thing!" Qing Ying threw the sack away, walked to Jiang Li, and looked at her obediently.
Jiang Li pointed to his throat, signaling an exchange.
When Qingying heard this, the expression on his face was tangled and troubled.
"But if I give it to you, you will be adopted if you regain your voice! There are bad people out there."
Qingying's words were sincere and sincere.
It seems that the various children with disabilities in the orphanage are all caused by Qingying.
For some reason, Qingying didn't want her children to be adopted and taken away.
The best way to avoid being taken away is to let everyone become "defective children".
Because they have flaws, they are generally not chosen by adults.
Is this kind of psychology that Qing Ying has related to their life experience?
Jiang Li thought for a moment and took out two more hearts from the space.
A total of three hearts are held in the hand.
Jiang Li deliberately swayed under the tip of Qingying's nose.
Since one heart can't solve the problem, let's try three.
As expected.
Qingying was tempted.
He swallowed, his eyes shining with greed.
"Then... I'll give it to you for a while." Qing Ying used strange power again to return the vocal cords to Jiang Li's body.
Jiang Li regained his voice again.
Qingying took the hearts and ate them one by one. They were delicious.
"Why do you like to eat hearts?" Jiang Li asked Qingying.
Qing Ying's mouth was full of juice after eating, and he said vaguely: "My brother said, you will get what you eat!
My brother and I were born with poor hearts, so our parents left us at the door of the orphanage.
I remember that night..."
