Just as Shen Xu was thinking about who I am, where I am, and why I can't move, the lid of her coffin was opened.

Before she even had time to react, she was pulled out of the coffin and thrown haphazardly next to another corpse.

I almost had a close contact with the gloomy old man.

But at this moment, the anesthetic on Shen Xu had not worn off yet. She could not scream or move, and could only let the man considerately cover her and the old man with a white cloth.

No, brother, are you polite?

Can't afford to buy a coffin or what? He comes to steal coffins and bamboo shoots in the middle of the night!

At this time, the voices of several men were heard outside. It was a bit noisy, mixed with the sound of burning torches.

"Brother, this is a charity cemetery."

"He's been poisoned and can't run far. He must be hiding inside. Go in and search!"

Then, the door was kicked open forcefully. Shen Xu listened to the footsteps and judged that about four or five people had rushed in. She nervously tried to move her toes, but the drug administered by the traffickers was too potent, and the slightest movement caused a tingling sensation.

The intruders roughly kicked open the coffins and began poking around searching.

Shen Xu was lying on the board, listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer. He was thinking that he couldn't move at the moment, and he wondered if he would be stabbed again!

With a puff, the knife fell heavily on the head of the old man next to her, and sticky liquid flowed out of the old man's head.

She subconsciously took a deep breath, and a strong fishy stench hit her nose.

vomit!

Finally unable to endure the awful mixed stench, she lifted the white cloth and sat up, ignoring the pain and numbness all over her body, and began to dry heave on the shoulder of the man in front of her.

The man was so frightened by the sudden and horrifying scene that he peed his pants, shouting "There's a ghost" and fainting with foam at the mouth.

The other three rushed over upon hearing the noise, and saw Shen Xu, wearing a blood-stained shirt and disheveled hair, lying on top of their companion, his shoulders rising and falling as he gulped down and exhaled, as if sucking the person's essence.

One of the men holding a knife retreated to the door in panic and stammered to the other two, "She, she, she seems to be one of those women who died when the carriage fell off the cliff at Ivory Mountain a few days ago. She's a corpse!"

The other man had several scars on his face and looked ferocious. He took a few steps back and said bravely, "Is it really that weird? Maybe it's the Song guy playing tricks on him."

"I've been robbing on the mountain roads for so many years, and countless souls have died at the hands of my knives. I don't believe in ghosts or gods!" said the brave man at the door, striding over with a knife in hand, ready to chop her.

The shining knife chopped down, and the sharp blade was wrapped in the wind, whistling towards him.

Although Shen Xu subconsciously dodged to the side, he was still frightened to death when he saw the wooden board beside him being split in half.

She fell off the cliff, her mind went blank, and she was still an eighteen-year-old girl at heart. When she saw these brutal bandits with real guns and knives, she was so scared that she could only hide with her head in her hands.

"Hehe, it seems that my knife has killed so many people that it has a strong evil spirit, and even female ghosts will be afraid of it." The man laughed frivolously and raised the knife to chop again.

But the coffin beside the man suddenly opened a hole, and a bloody hand stretched out from the coffin, dragged the man into the coffin, and closed the lid.

Soon there were banging sounds coming from the coffin, the sound of swords stabbing on wooden boards, the sound of clapping boards for help, and tragic screams mixed with the strong smell of blood filling the air.

The three people outside the coffin looked at each other, and none of them dared to go forward to check.

The noise lasted for about half an incense stick, and then there was no sound from inside. Just as the two bandits were about to go over to check, the coffin lid slowly slid open again.

The three people's hearts were hanging high, and they saw a bloody skull being thrown out and rolling at Shen Xu's feet.

"Ah!" Shen Xu screamed in fear when he saw the skeleton rolling in front of him, and this scream scared the other two men present.

At this time, the two burly men were so scared that they tried to escape. Seeing the disheveled "female ghost" chasing them in a very strange posture, the two men held the door tightly.

Shen Xu was actually so frightened that her legs went weak, and she rolled and crawled towards the door.

"Let me out, let me out quickly!" She banged on the door in panic, her voice trembling with fear, sounding particularly terrifying.

The two bandits outside the door had never seen such a scene before. They panicked and used the long swords in their hands to hold the door bolt, and ran out of the charity cemetery like crazy.

All the dogs in the village started barking.

Shen Xu pushed the door hard, but it wouldn't budge. The sound of the coffin lid sliding could be heard again from behind him.

A chill ran from the soles of her feet to her back, and goose bumps broke out all over her body.

He wanted to escape, he wanted to faint, but his physical condition was too strong. Even after banging on the door three times, he still couldn't knock himself unconscious. He could only shrink into the corner, weak, helpless and pitiful.

The coffin lid was completely opened, and the bloody hand grabbed the edge of the coffin again. Shen Xu's eyes looked in the direction of the coffin uncontrollably, and saw a thing covered in blood crawling out of the coffin, which was even more terrifying.

On this dark and windy night, the candlelight in the charity cemetery flickered. The man with disheveled hair held a knife, and a long trail of blood was trailing behind him. He walked slowly between the corpse and the coffin, like the Ghost King Shura.

Shen Xu didn't know how he managed to hold on without fainting or going crazy, but in this situation, it seemed that fainting would be better than being awake!

So what should we do now!

Playing dead? Playing crazy? Playing tricks?

The man raised the knife high in his hand and stabbed the man who was unconscious on the ground with a neat blow.

He, he, he took another one away!

The person in front of me is either an evil ghost or a murderer!

Shen Xu felt that he was going to die anyway, and suddenly an idea flashed through his mind. Otherwise, how about pretending to be cool before dying?

She bravely stood up, straightened her body, quickly organized her words in her mind, and said, "Since you have seen the corpse, why don't you kneel down and pay your respects?"

Song Lin: “???”

The air was stagnant for a few seconds. Shen Xu felt a little awkward. He cleared his throat and said, "I'm in a good mood today and don't want to hurt anyone. Please leave quickly and don't disturb my peace."

The other party did not respond and was searching for the body on the ground.

She thought to herself that this was not good. Usually, when she encountered someone who did not respond to her, the other party was either an evil ghost who could not understand human language, or a perverted murderer who enjoyed the victim's screams of fear.

She slowly moved to the side of the altar where the statue was enshrined, took out a candlestick and hid it behind her. She also tore off a few pieces of talisman paper and held them in her hand. She smiled and said, "Which cave are you from? You are a guest from afar. This is a poor and remote place, and I don't have much to offer. Please feel free to eat the offerings and treat yourself as your own home."

She approached Song Lin, who was squatting on the ground searching for the corpse, and silently chanted "Amitabha" in her heart, and worshipped all the gods.

Then he raised his hand, held the candlestick high, closed his eyes and swung it up with all his strength.