"She is in the well, but she hasn't woken up yet." The woman surnamed Zhu did not step back, but stood in front of the two children to protect them.

"If you don't tell me, then I'll have to go find it myself." The man in black robe waved to the man in red beside him, and the monster covered with faces directly drilled into the body of a villager. In less than a second, the villager collapsed to the ground, dead.

"It doesn't look like he is the one." The black robe raised his head: "The female ghost was forced to death by the villagers. Even if she was seriously injured and unable to maintain her body, she would definitely not possess the villagers. Then who would she possess?"

It would be more accurate to say that the man in black robe was deliberately testing the reaction of the woman surnamed Zhu rather than thinking.

Before entering the Living Coffin Village, the Ghost Story Association had collected a lot of information, but most of this information was vague and needed to be verified.

Hearing the voice of the man in black robe, the woman surnamed Zhu became visibly nervous.

"The female ghost hates most of the villagers, but there is a woman named Zhu who is an exception." The black robe called the red-clothed man with a covered face to his side and ran his fingers through the monster's hair, stroking it gently as if it were a lover: "If I were that female ghost, I would definitely place my trust in the person I trust the most."

He patted the red-clothed woman's head, his tone suddenly changed, and he pointed at the woman surnamed Zhu in front of him: "Kill her!"

Without any warning, this madman was still talking about other things in the last second, and suddenly turned hostile in the next second.

The woman surnamed Zhu did not expect the other party to be so decisive. At the critical moment, the accessories that the woman took out of the red coffin changed.

There is a half-blood-stained evil ghost hidden in each piece of jewelry. This should be the last trump card of the woman surnamed Zhu.

She turned around and whispered something to Jiang Ling, then used all her strength to control the evil spirit to hold back the red-clothed person from the Ghost Story Association.

Jiang Ling and Fan Yu heard the woman's words and slowly backed away.

The monster with faces all over its body let out a creepy laugh. This person in red was different from the other people in red. It was more like a collection of resentments and most likely came from the world behind the "door".

The monster that came out of the ornament was torn into pieces, and all the human faces on the monster made the same move - they opened their mouths and bit the woman surnamed Zhu.

The man in black robe seemed to have been waiting for a long time. His voice was trembling: "Eating a top-level red-robed man, this was unimaginable in the past!"

The man in black finally revealed the real purpose of the Ghost Story Association's visit to the Living Coffin Village. They learned through some unknown channel that there was an injured top-level red-clothed ghost in the Living Coffin Village, and all the arrangements were centered around that red-clothed ghost.

As long as they can swallow the injured top-level red-clothed creature, the Ghost Story Association will have its own top-level red-clothed creature.

A mouth bit the woman surnamed Zhu, and after staying for two or three seconds, the monster covered with faces suddenly stopped.

"Not on her?" The man in black robe was stunned, his eyes fell on Jiang Ling and Fan Yu: "It's a bit troublesome. In this case, we can only kill them all."

The monster covered with faces rushed towards Jiang Ling, while the man in black robe stood where he was. He seemed to have known the ending long ago and didn't care about it at all, and just went about his own business.

Reaching his hand into his black robe, he pulled out a handful of paper figures, each with a painful expression.

"All 34 people from Linguan Village are here. According to their own accounts, those who escaped from the Living Coffin Village more than a decade ago are more or less related to the woman surnamed Zhu, including her descendants." The man in black robe slowly stood up and stared at Jiang Ling. "Among the escapees, only the little girl was not made into a paper figure by me. If that's the case, the person most likely to be possessed by the female ghost is her."

Fan Yu grabbed Jiang Ling's hand and ran towards the village, but there was no way the two children could outrun the red monster behind them.

Seeing the monster covered with faces getting closer and closer, Fan Yu suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the corner of the wall in front.

“This way!”

Chen Ge put the skull crusher and comic book into his bag and stood in front with his hands empty. He seemed to have prepared to run away.

"Chen Ge?" Fan Yu slowed down, a little surprised. This was the first time he said Chen Ge's name.

Before he could react, Chen Ge grabbed him and said, "How disrespectful! Call me uncle from now on!"

Holding one in each hand, Chen Ge ran towards the village as fast as he could.

It was almost the same route, and the scene that had just happened a dozen minutes ago was repeated.

The only difference was that Chen Ge was carrying more weight, and the monster chasing him turned into a red-clothed monster.

Chen Ge called out the names of Xu Yin, Zhang Ya and the uncle in turn. Zhang Ya did not respond at all. Xu Yin was helpless. The uncle hid himself after seeing the red clothes, so he could not be relied on.

Not knowing how long it would take for daybreak, in order to delay time, Chen Ge deliberately ran to dangerous places in the village according to the impression in his mind.

The map that Ah Qing gave him was very useful. Chen Ge ran through all the dangerous places marked with red crosses, but even so he still couldn't distance himself from the red-clothed people from the Ghost Story Association.

"I can't run any longer! Do you two have anything to say?"

Chen Ge felt like there was a fire burning in his lungs, and his legs were almost losing feeling from running so much.

"Uncle, just leave us alone and go." There was less indifference in Fan Yu's voice.

"If you really can't hold on, go to the west side of the village and enter the third house from the left." Jiang Ling's voice sounded almost at the same time as Fan Yu's. What puzzled Chen Ge was that the tone and accent of this girl's speech was completely different from before. It felt like an adult woman was speaking.

Did the Ghost Story Association guess correctly? The red clothes are hidden on Jiang Ling?

This thought flashed through Chen Ge's mind. He had been hiding near the well and eavesdropping, so he knew exactly what was going on.

"Okay! Let's go there!"

Changing direction, Chen Ge ran into the third house with all his strength: "What should I do next!"

"Come in and put me at the bedroom door on the left." Jiang Ling's voice became more and more weird.

Chen Ge kicked open the wooden door and entered the main hall. There was no coffin or furniture in the room, and even a layer of the wall had been scraped off.

Without thinking about the reason, Chen Ge placed the little girl at the door of the left bedroom, and then lay directly on the ground. He sprinted at full speed and almost ran through the entire village. Even a strong man could not hold on.

There was a strange laugh outside the house, faces crowded at the door, and the red-clothed people from the Ghost Story Association were chasing after them.

"I have always been clear about gratitude and resentment. I will thank you after I deal with this guy." Jiang Ling glanced at Chen Ge, bit his wrist, and let the blood drip on his palm: "I just want to be a human being, why is it so difficult?"

She leaned lightly against the wooden door, and when her body touched the door, thick blood stains appeared on that ordinary door.

"All this blood was left by me. This house is the beginning of my nightmare."

Jiang Ling pushed the wooden door open with force, and behind the door was a blood-red world.