"Isn't it, the yang house becomes the yin house? Does Lao Chen want me to bury him under this house? I muttered.

Dashuang swallowed: "No burial is allowed now......"

Seeing me glaring at him, he quickly shut up.

I said, "If this is really the grave that Lao Chen dug for himself, heh, he is a lonely old man, how much effort does it take to dig such a pit?" He wants to be buried, can he still be satisfied? ”

I lifted Lao Chen up, took out a flashlight with my free hand, lit it up and shone it into the hole.

Seeing the following situation clearly, I couldn't help but be stunned.

It doesn't look like a tomb, but a normal cellar.

The only difference is that on the wall on the side of the 'cellar', there is an extra door.

I suddenly remembered the shop in the back street, and behind Lao He's shop, there was also such a similar 'cellar'.

That time I was in that cellar with Big Back, and I also saw a door.

However, the door was smaller than the normal door, and behind the door was a shrunken godless temple.

The door down here is the same size as a normal door, and what will be behind it?

I asked Dashuang to go and get a ladder and let him take the child's body and go down with me.

Walking to that door, Dashuang couldn't help but ask me: What's behind the door?

I shook my head and said I don't know, but I believe that Lao Chen will never cheat us.

When I said this, I was stunned.

It seems that Lao Chen has been 'pitting' me all along, why do I say that?

When I say this, it seems that after seeing the old man in the long robe, I have a kind of indescribable feeling in my heart......

The back of the old man in the long shirt before he disappeared flashed in my mind, and I suddenly excited: "It's him!" ”

"Who is it? What's wrong? Dashuang was taken aback.

I felt a little shortness of breath, gritted my teeth, sniffled, and subconsciously said, "It's one of my elders, but I've never seen him." ”

"I didn't see him when he was alive." I added.

"Poof!"

A very slight sound woke me up from my trance.

I looked up at the hole, and my back tightened.

Seeing that my face was ugly, Dashuang cautiously asked me, "Are you okay?" ”

I rolled my eyes and shook my head, "It's okay, we're going to be fine." Even if Lao Chen doesn't bless us for the sake of us sending him back, that person shouldn't think that something is wrong with me. ”

After saying that, I gritted my teeth and reached out to push open the door in front of me.

The situation was somewhat unexpected, there was no temple behind the door, and there was no large area, just a road hewn out of the earth.

I glanced at the entrance of the cave again, and motioned for the big pair to go in first.

The two of them walked forward along the road for a while, and Dashuang suddenly slowed down and asked me in a low voice:

"Brother, did you hear footsteps up there just now?"

"So you heard that, too."

"Well, just a moment, I should have stepped on a puddle. Do you know who that is? ”

I laughed dryly: "Ghosts can come in groups to mourn because they have a clear conscience." If a bad person wants to do a bad thing, he will definitely not be blatant. Think about it, who have we met along the way? ”

The big eyes shrank suddenly: "That 'rogue old man'? ”

I smiled, "Just be careful." ”

Dashuang took a few steps forward, took a sharp breath, looked back at me and said, "Will he ......?"

"Probably not." I interrupted him, "What's in it for them?" ”

What Dashuang thought of, I had already thought of when I heard the footsteps.

In the past three days, I have simply guarded the spirit of Lao Chen, but I have never forgotten the strange things that happened along the way when we came here.

Strange things don't come to the door for no reason, and if they do, how can they stop easily?

What's more, I always remember that text message from someone I don't know: Don't let people ride......

Dashuang's worries are also my worries.

We will now go down to the 'cellar', and if someone blocks the cellar entrance on it, Dashuang and I will all become Lao Chen's burial companions.

But I have a gut feeling that someone doesn't just want me to die, he should have other purposes......

Dozens of meters of the road came to an end, and the situation in front of me made me dumbfounded.

A space of more than a dozen square meters, surrounded by adobe walls.

Only the bluestone carved coffin in the middle is a little out of place with this simple burial chamber.

Is it really a simple burial chamber?

This old Chen ...... Did he dig a grave for himself under the house?

In the past few days, despite the careful care of me and Dashuang, Lao Chen's body is still a little decomposed, and the smell on his back is really uncomfortable.

Seeing that the sarcophagus was open, I hurriedly ignored the three-seven-twenty-one, put Lao Chen off my back, and put it in the coffin. Then he straightened up and lit the only rough stone oil lamp in the corner.

Dashuang shook the child corpse in his arms at me: "What about this child?" ”

Before the words fell, a strange laugh suddenly came from the passage when he came:

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about it, kid."

With this night-like sound, an obscene figure appeared at the door of the tomb.

"It's you!" Dashuang's eyes immediately reddened.

Sure enough, it was the 'hooligan old man' who took our car!

Looking at his dark face hidden under the brim of his hat, I instinctively reached for my backpack.

"Don't move." A voice shouted.

Seeing another stout figure flashing out, Dashuang couldn't help but grit his teeth: "Zhou Scar!" ”

The corners of Zhou Scar's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't speak, but pointed at us with the muzzle of the black hole hole in his hand.

"I saw that you weren't a fuel-efficient lamp." I rolled my eyes, "You've overdone it, even if the rural people are warm-hearted, who would brave such a heavy rain to help people send dead bodies?" ”

The corners of Zhou Scar's mouth twitched habitually, but he still didn't speak.

I can't help but secretly sigh at Huazi, damn, why do you still have guns?

"Hehe, Xu Xuan, you are very capable, you can't even kill the corpse zombie worm. But it's useless, you have the ability, it doesn't mean that you're not afraid of bullets. See, this is a real gun. The old man smirked as he removed the broken hat from his head.

I finally saw his face, but I wasn't surprised.

"You're not guarding the door in the ghost building, what are you doing here?" I asked.

The old man's expression changed slightly: "You already recognized me?"

"It's not too early, it's just that when you wanted to that woman and we broke it, you opened your mouth and didn't make a sound...... Look at the mouth shape, you should say 'Yaga'. Hehe, you old Baga, from Japan? How can you run to show people the door? ”

Admittedly, since then, I have doubted the identity of this old rascal. Although his disguise skills are not bad, the gloomy look when he scolds people ...... Not to mention Gao Zhan, I will remember it for a lifetime with just one glance.

Old Baga stared at me for a while, raised his hand and tore off the two pinches of beard on his mouth, and said with a gloomy face:

"You can not be afraid of zombies, you are not afraid of me, but you must not be able to stop the bullets. If you know each other, hand over the things, and I'll spare your life. ”

"What's that?" I'm just scratching my head.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, hand it over!" The old Baga is fierce.

As soon as the words fell, an old and deep voice suddenly came from behind me:

"You old gack, I'll wait for you!"

Dashuang and I turned around at the same time, and saw that Lao Chen, who was already dead, actually sat up from the coffin!