When I got closer, I saw that in addition to some words carved on the front of the huge stone monument that I could not read, the entire stone monument was also carved with all kinds of hideous human faces and patterns of fierce beasts.

I said in my heart that it was no wonder that the woman and Zhou Scar didn't know about Chen Jinsheng, living in this kind of house like a dead man's grave, just wanted to interact with the villagers, and most of the villagers would be afraid to stay away.

Sanlun went around to the front, and seeing that the courtyard door was not locked, I gritted my teeth and carried the corpse on my back, and thanked Zhou Scar.

Zhou Scar seemed to be a little stunned by this tomb-like house, so he said a few polite words and drove away directly.

After entering the hospital, Dashuang took a few steps to open the door.

After sitting in the car for a while, and then carrying the corpse on his back, he felt like he had pressed a mountain on his body, his body was sore, and his legs were almost no longer his own.

He staggered and carried the body into the hall, and was stunned when he saw the situation in the house.

When there is an incense burner and candle on the door table, there are two benches and one door panel in front of the table.

Although it is simple, it is obviously laid out to look like a mourning hall.

It's just that in addition to the incense burner and candles on the table, there is also a spirit card and a clay basin, but there is no handwriting on the spirit card.

It's a wordless spirit card again!

I suddenly remembered the experience in the attic of the inn, and my brain jumped.

At that time, the situation was too weird, I didn't think much about it, but now that I think about it, the handwriting on the spirit card in the attic of the post station, which appeared later, is extremely similar to the handwriting on the spirit card that Lao Chen left in my house.

Could it be that my name appeared on that spirit tablet from Lao Chen's handwriting?

I was so tired that I didn't think much about it, so I was in a hurry to put the body on the bed.

Dashuang looked at the offering table, turned around and said: This is what the old man prepared for himself in advance because he knew that his limit had arrived.

I nodded, trying to catch my breath with a cigarette, only to find that the smoke was already soaked in the rain.

I crumpled the cigarette case into a ball and threw it into the courtyard, and said to Dashuang, "Rest for a while, and then clean up the house." ”

Dashuang nodded, but said in his mouth: "You rest in the house first, and I'll go and see the stone tablet." ”

"Don't go." I frowned, "I don't feel that Zhou Scar is quite right, and I don't know what his purpose is for helping us, don't walk around alone." ”

Dashuang was stunned: "What's wrong with Zhou Scar?" ”

I said, "His accent doesn't resemble the woman at all, and he's probably not from the village." Also, I had seen his room, which was not inhabited by people his age, but by old people. ”

Dashuang was stunned again, but still insisted on going out to have a look.

I was physically and mentally exhausted, and I thought that he was hiding something from me, so I didn't bother to stop it, and just told him to be careful.

Seeing him walk out of the yard, I couldn't help but shake my head, this guy is good at everything, but sometimes his mother-in-law is a little bit.

Remembering that I still had a box of cigarettes in my bag, I took it out, opened it, lit one, glanced at the body bag, walked to the door, and leaned against the door frame to look at the yard.

His eyes swept over the corner of the yard, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

There was a water tank more than a meter high in that corner, and it was raining so hard that the water in the tank should have been full, but I couldn't see the water in the tank.

Not only that, but through the rain curtain, I could see a blur above the water tank, as if there was a cloud of fog hovering there.

Thinking of Lao Chen's evil nature, I couldn't help but be curious, threw away the cigarette, and walked over in the rain.

There was indeed a mist above the tank, which felt like water vapor.

When I looked in along the cylinder opening, my eyes widened.

There was no shelter on the top of the tank, but there was only a shallow layer of water at the bottom of the tank.

Damn, is this tank leaking? Not impounding?

I rubbed my eyes and looked at it again, and I was even more surprised.

I found that it was not that the tank did not store water, but that when the rainwater fell on the top of the tank, it turned into steam as if it had been transpired by high temperatures, and it could not fall into the tank at all.

Isn't that evil?

I brushed my hair, bent down, and tried to reach under the mist and into the tank, but I didn't feel anything unusual.

Just when I felt unbelievable, I wanted to retract my hand and pinch myself to see if it was a hallucination.

Suddenly, the stagnant water at the bottom of the tank suddenly rippled.

Before I could react, a mass of green hair suddenly emerged from the shallow stagnant water, jumped into my hand, and quickly jumped along my arm towards me.

"Holy!"

I hurriedly stepped back and shook my hands to shake off the strange thing.

But the monster's four claws seemed to be attached to my hand, and I couldn't shake it off.

In desperation, I could only raise my left hand and shoot at the thing!

The moment my palm slapped the monster, I could see it clearly.

It was a green-haired man with red eyes, looking like a child and more like a monkey.

At this moment, the little green-haired monster was slapped by me and disappeared out of thin air!

I took a few steps back, making sure the monster was gone. I couldn't help but look at the tank again.

But I saw that the fog above disappeared, and the rain poured into it like a backpour, and soon the sound of rain hitting the water was heard.

Scold...... Lao Chen, Uncle Chen, who are you?

Even the place where you live is full of weirdness?

Last time, I was left with a stomach full of question marks, and I ran away with oil on the soles of my feet.

This time it's even more absolute, and it's braided directly!

Don't say it's dead, and toss me around......

I have a grudge against you, huh?

I'm even starting to suspect that the legacy left to me is just bait for fishing, and the old guy just wants to kill me!

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, turned around, bit my lip and went back to the house.

Staring at the corpse on the door panel for a while, he still suppressed the anger.

No matter what, death is great, and whether I am a forensic doctor or a ghost, I can't take the body of the deceased to spill my anger.

The anger subsided, and seeing that Dashuang hadn't come back yet, I wanted to remove the body from the body bag first, after all, it was still very hot at this time, and the body had been stuffy in the bag for a long time, and it would inevitably rot.

I put my bag aside, bowed to the body, walked over, and reached for the zipper.

As soon as he pulled it open, he heard a strange laugh coming from the body bag.

I shuddered at the eerie laughter, and then the anger that had just been suppressed jumped up again.

But before I could get angry, I felt some itching on the back of my right hand.

When I looked down, my soul was almost scared.

A coin-sized, wet black beetle is crawling on the back of my hand, burrowing into my sleeve at a rapid pace!

"Damn!"

In a panic, I slapped it in the face.

There was a soft "pop", and the beetle was beaten.

I felt that the palms of my hands and the backs of my hands were sticky, and I felt so sick that I almost didn't throw up.

But the truth is, I didn't care about cleaning up the dead bugs.

Because, the corpse on the door panel has already sat up at some point.

With another strange laugh, a number of black beetles continued to emerge from the open part of the body bag, vibrating their wet wings and buzzing towards me......