"Now that we are here, let's make the best of it." Chen Ge walked towards the coffin.

"Calm down!" Mr. Bai grabbed Chen Ge and said, "That's a coffin for the dead!"

His voice was a little loud, so Lao Wei quickly persuaded the two of them: "This matter is very strange, we must be cautious."

"The three rooms the old lady mentioned should refer to these three coffins. She is not a human being. To her, the coffin is her home." Chen Ge calmly took away Mr. Bai's hand: "Is there something wrong with my logic?"

"The problem is..."

Mr. Bai and Old Wei really didn't know how to talk to Chen Ge. After a long pause, Old Wei finally spoke: "Aren't you afraid of these things?"

"Of course I'm scared, but there's no point in being scared now, don't you think?" Chen Ge looked at Lao Wei and said, "Don't let these messy things bother you. Come here."

The three of them walked to the coffins together. These coffins were crudely made, with a layer of black-brown substance coated on the surface, and emitted a faint odor.

"Is this the smell of a corpse?" Uncle Bai looked at Old Wei.

"The stench of a corpse is much worse than this. It should be the smell of rotting wood." Knowing that Chen Ge disagreed to leave, Lao Wei quickly got into the state after recognizing the reality. After all, he was a policeman with rich criminal investigation experience, and he was much better than ordinary people at critical moments: "Listen to me, you can't trust everything the old lady says. We'd better make two plans tonight. When I came here, I had already memorized the way out. The three of us will be together tonight. When you encounter danger and run out, remember to follow me and don't get separated!"

"Let's first figure out whether the old lady is a human or a ghost." Chen Ge held up the coffin lid with both hands.

"What do you want to do?"

"Open the coffin." Chen Ge used both hands to push the coffin lid open little by little.

"You don't really want to live here and sleep in three coffins for a night, do you?"

"Let's take a look first." Chen Ge pushed the coffin lid halfway open and looked inside. There was a shroud at the bottom of the coffin.

"Don't move! This is very unlucky. If you touch it, you will disturb the soul of the deceased and it will easily bring bad luck." Grandpa Bai grabbed Chen Ge's hand tightly, and Old Wei also ran over. The two of them worked together to pull Chen Ge aside.

"I just want to take a look and figure out the layout of this room." Chen Ge finally calmed down. Grandpa Bai and Old Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Chen Ge's next words made them nervous again: "I actually want to open all the coffins in the village to have a look. The biggest secret of this village should be hidden in the coffins."

"Don't dare say that outside. I'm afraid you'll be beaten to death by the villagers." Grandpa Bai walked to the coffin and tried to close the lid. He took a look at the shroud inside and frowned, "Why are the shrouds in their village bright red?"

"Yeah, I thought it was strange when I saw it just now, so I was going to take out the clothes to have a look." Chen Ge also walked over: "There are white paper lanterns hanging on the door, and a white upside-down blessing sticker, but the shroud is red. It seems that red and white events in this village are completely reversed, a bit like a ghost marriage."

"You also know about ghost marriage?" Mr. Bai glanced at Chen Ge.

"One of the horror scenes in my haunted house is a ghost marriage, where a living person marries a dead person, a match between life and death."

Chen Ge was about to tell the story of the ghost marriage, but Mr. Bai and Old Wei waved their hands at him at the same time: "Stop talking, it's already creepy enough at night."

They stood around the coffin, looking at the red shroud inside, feeling scared.

“Bang!”

The sudden sound startled Grandpa Bai and Old Wei. They turned around and saw that Chen Ge had pushed the coffin next to him away, and they couldn't stop him.

There were three bright red shrouds in the three coffins, and when the cell phone light swept over them, it looked as if blood was oozing from the bottom of the coffins.

"The sizes are all different, and the workmanship is also different. There are men and women, most likely a family of three." Chen Ge stood next to the coffin: "What I'm thinking now is, the coffin is placed in the house, and the shroud is also there, but where is the body inside?"

He asked Mr. Bai next to him: "Uncle, isn't this one of the customs of the Coffin Village? Every household will prepare a coffin for themselves while they are still alive."

"Probably." Uncle Bai was not sure either.

"There is no body in the coffin. If it is really a living coffin, it proves that the owner of the house is not dead yet." Chen Ge touched his chin: "Do you think the owner of the house will come back tonight? If they come back, what will they do if they see us in their room?"

He had just asked casually, but Uncle Bai and Old Wei felt a chill creeping into their hearts.

"It's good to be back. I can also ask them about the situation here." Uncle Bai still insisted that the villagers of Living Coffin Village can communicate.

"I think special times call for special measures. In this deep forest, would a normal person leave his home in the middle of the night and run outside?" Chen Ge offered his suggestion: "I think we should ambush at the door, wait for people to come in, and capture them directly. They are a family of three, and we have three people, each dealing with one. After catching them, remember to cover their mouths, stuff them into the coffin first, and then tie their hands and feet with shrouds to restrict their movements. Once we have completely taken the initiative, we can slowly interrogate them."

Chen Ge told his plan, but Mr. Bai and Old Wei beside him looked more and more strange.

"It's not a good idea to do this, right? They didn't harm us." Uncle Bai was still honest. He left Chen Ge and stood with Lao Wei. At the critical moment, the police were more reliable.

"By the time he wants to harm us, it will be too late. I'm taking the initiative and nipping the danger in the bud." Chen Ge said as he stood behind the door. His movements were skillful and natural, as if he had practiced them countless times. "Old Wei, you lie in ambush under the windowsill, and Uncle Bai, you hide next to the second coffin. I've checked it out, and it's just the right place to block his sight."

"Who did you learn all this from?" Old Wei and Grandpa Bai walked to their respective seats. They didn't know why they did what Chen Ge said.

"For us who run a haunted house, the most important thing is to use the limited terrain to bring unlimited scares to tourists." Chen Ge could see the small courtyard outside through the gap in the wooden door: "You two should take a rest first. You must be tired after running all the way."

"Okay, then we'll take turns, one hour each, so that everyone can get some rest."

After Old Wei finished speaking, Grandpa Bai also nodded: "No problem, although I am old, I have always been in good health, and it's okay to stay up all night."

“No need.” Chen Ge withdrew his gaze from the crack in the door, glanced at Old Wei and Mr. Bai, and reached out to touch the white cat in his backpack: “Keep your voice down, they seem to be here.”