I Became a God in a Horror Game: 335, Yinshan Village (one more)

There was an unknown roar from the coffin, like the roar of some kind of country beast, and the coffin board was knocked by the things inside.

White and shriveled nails protrude from the cracks in the shaking coffin, and deep black nails scraped deep sawdust on the coffin. It is conceivable how sharp these nails are. The skin was peeled off.

Mu Sicheng was so frightened that he pulled Bai Liu's waist and subconsciously wanted to run away, but Bai Liu caught him.

Not only did Bai Liu not run away, but he stepped forward and turned the talisman that had just been torn off, and pasted it back on the red line.

A strange thing happened. The coffin, which was shaking just now, suddenly became quiet.

The moment the talisman fell, a golden light appeared on the red line, and the corpses who were about to break free from the coffin's shackles when they touched the red line seemed to be scalded. After wailing indistinctly, and shaking for a while as if reluctantly, it finally returned to calm.

Kong Xuyang squinted his eyes when he saw this scene, and clicked his tongue impatiently in his heart.

It turned out that I was going to see Bai Liu, a bastard, rush out of the temple in fright, but I thought that I would come up with a solution for him so quickly.

However, soon Kong Xuyang adjusted his expression, hugged Yang Zhi in horror, like an ordinary person, but the viciousness in his face was lingering, he stared at Bai Liu .

Indeed, the talisman turned over is [An Sha Curse], and it is indeed still holding up.

But if you can hide from the first day of junior high school, you can't avoid the first seven. This talisman can't last the first seven. A charm, holding a magic spell, he sees what Bai Liu will do.

Mu Sicheng stood stiffly like a wooden stick in front of Bai Liu, his chest heaved violently, his face was pale and he was pressing the eight coffins, and he was terrified at first sight.

He wanted to run away, but for some reason, Mu Sicheng always felt that if Bai Liu was left here by himself, it would be more terrifying for him to face Bai Liu than to face these eight coffins.

There was no trace of fear on Bai Liu's face, he patted Mu Sicheng's shoulder, and ordered in an ordinary manner: "Light some incense, light three sticks, worship three times, don't make four sticks , avoid laying niches."

Mu Sicheng's mind is still dizzy now, and as soon as Bai Liu gave orders, he said oh and walked forward softly.

In the middle of the journey, Mu Sicheng was picking up the incense and preparing to worship, when he glanced at the eight memorial niches on the table in front of the statue with lingering fear, suddenly It froze as if stuck.

Eight ... niches?

Mu Sicheng turned his head slowly, and pointed at the coffin next to him with a helpless expression, his fingers trembling like nothing: "Bai, Bailiu, one more, one more coffin."

At this moment, Bai Liu was already kneeling on one knee beside the extra coffin, and was stretching out his fingers to carefully touch the corners and crevices of the coffin, when he heard this, he hummed without raising his head: "I see. "

The extra coffin was opened under the dim light, and it seemed that the specifications, size, color and material were similar, with black lacquered heads, red thread around the waist, and four corners hanging bells, but after Bai Liu carefully observed, Discovered the strangeness of this coffin.

Bai Liu looked at the fingertips he had touched the coffin just now, and there was a thin layer of loess on the surface.

This is a buried coffin.

Not only has it been buried, but it must have been buried quite a while ago. The bells hanging on the four corners are brass bells.

The red thread is new, the same as the red thread used in other coffins. The coffin seems to have been newly painted, and the wood is not rotten, but it smells of damp rotten wood.

However, although the outer surface was newly painted, it should have been opened, and a layer of passive loess was touched along the coffin.

There are any yellow symbols affixed to the coffin, so it is not safe at first glance.

Mu Sicheng shook his head wanting to cry but without tears: "Bai Liu, how could there be an extra coffin suddenly?!"

"What I'm more interested in now is why there are so many coffins." Bai Liu got up, and he passed Mu Sicheng to the altar where there was an additional altar. After looking at it for a while, Thoughtfully, "So that's the case."

Mu Sicheng carefully poked his head over Bai Liu's shoulder to look at him, and then Bai Liu's cover raised the video camera as if he was facing a big enemy and began to film the altar.

It's embarrassing to say, but just now he counted one more niche, because he was afraid he didn't dare to look at it more, but now he dares to look at it under the double protection of Bai Liu and the camera.

Mu Sicheng took pictures for a while. He looked at the altar on the small screen of the video recorder, and the more he looked at it, the less interesting he was. His expression changed from doubt at the beginning to disbelief, and finally to confusion .

"This niche..." Mu Sicheng said in a daze, "Why is it from 1884?!"

The age of birth and death written in the diankan is impressively [1884-1900], and the gender name taboo is written extremely simply, with only one sentence of Li's daughter.

Mu Sicheng began to question himself, took out his mobile phone and took a look: "We are in today's society, why is this coffin more than a hundred years ago?"

"After a married woman is buried, she will be buried with her husband's surname, known as her surname." Bai Liu put her eyes on the coffin, "The person in this coffin is a sixteen-year-old unmarried woman who probably died during her marriage."

Mu Sicheng was stunned again: "Why did he die in marriage?"

Bai Liu lightly sweeps Mu Sicheng and the others, and Mu Sicheng inexplicably sees a bit of disgust from this.

Bai Liu turned to look at the coffin and explained: "After a woman gets married, she takes her husband's surname. If a woman from the Li family marries a man named Zhang and is buried, she should be buried in the name of [Zhang Li's]. The ‌ is the ancestral grave of the Zhang family."

"And the girl in this coffin was buried in the name of [Li's daughter]."

Bai Liu said lightly: "This is very interesting. At that age, unmarried women were not allowed to enter the coffin into the ancestral grave, but the size of this coffin all showed that the woman was probably a woman in the end. Buried in the ancestral grave."

"For a girl buried in the ancestral grave who has never left the court, I think there are two most likely situations. The first is that the girl has made great contributions to the family, and the second is that the girl died when she was married. On the way."

"But the girl has a name and no surname. I am more inclined to the second situation."

Mu Sicheng suddenly realized: "Then why is it a coffin from a hundred years ago?"

Bai Liu calmly said: "You have dug an ancient tomb, this is quite common in small isolated villages."

Kong Xuyang gritted his teeth while listening.

He had cleared up all the basic information that He Daniu had told Bai Liu and them before, and Bai Liu had to push out new ones on his own.

What kind of monster is Bai Liu? !

"...It means that there is a century-old female corpse in this coffin?!" Mu Sicheng realized the contents of the coffin after a while. .”

Kong Xuyang smirked and patted Mu Sicheng on the shoulder: "Hey! What Bai Liu said is what he said? He just guessed casually, maybe he said it to scare you !”

Mu Sicheng retorted without hesitation: "Bai Liu just guessed that ‌is from ‌."

Bai Liu passed Mu Sicheng to look at Kong Xuyang, and nodded in agreement: "You're right, all this is just my guess, not necessarily accurate."

Kong Xuyang was taken aback by Bai Liu's words.

"Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth." Bai Liu stepped forward, put the coffin on the top of the coffin, and pushed down with both hands, "If you open it, you will know who is inside Is it?"

Kong Xuyang didn't have time to stop him, but watched Bai Liu push the coffin lid away.

He and Yang Zhi, who had played the game once, were in a daze, watching Bai Liu release one of the strongest monsters in the game, Yinshan Village, dumbfounded.

Mu Sicheng is completely down now, and he stands in front of the suddenly opened coffin with a blank expression, holding the camera on his left side.

The coffin lid ‌‌ fell to the ground, shaking the floor so much that it threw dust and loess all over the place.

Among the dusty sky, Bai Liu patted the dust on the ground, covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and took a step forward with the flashlight of the machine, approaching the edge of the coffin.

The foggy feeling brought by the dust gradually dissipated, and Bai Liu waved away the dust in front of him, and looked into the coffin with the help of the dim light and the light of the flashlight.

This coffin was just as Bai Liu had guessed, the outside had been painted, but the inside had never been opened, and as soon as it was opened, there was a musty smell of rotten wood.

The inside of the green and black wet coffin dripped with water seeping down, and the pieces of wood rotted and splintered. A dead body wearing a model wedding gown of cheongsam embroidered with lotus flowers lay peacefully at the bottom.

This bride is not long, and she wears a hair crown, and her clothes are covered with a thick layer of dust. Her legs are folded below her heart, and her thumbs are raised to cover the inside of her clasped legs. The pole is a scale beam with a bag woven with red thread, about one inch long.

A misty bronze mirror is inlaid inside the top of the coffin, reflecting the bride's feet in black boots, and the satin hijab of the mandarin ducks and Shuangxi, whose tassels are dirty and drooping. The shoulders are high, and the face cannot be seen.

Bai Liu's eyes shifted to the bride's legs folded on her chest, and she paused for a while.

This pair of feet has a plump complexion and round nails, like jade carvings and wax sculptures. Not only do they have no signs of dryness and decay, they even look fresher than the corpse next to them that has just died for a few days.

Not only that, the whole corpse was straight and upright, the knees were slightly bent, and the clothes were completely collapsed due to the decay of the corpse.

—looks like a real person.

Bai Liu's boss scanned the entire corpse, and returned to the scale beam where the corpse's hands were clasped. come out.

Although the wooden scale beam is dusty, it can be seen that the workmanship is exquisite, with a dragon and a phoenix engraved on it, which is obviously a pole used to lift the bride's hijab. hi pole.

When Kong Xuyang saw that Bai Liu had pulled out the joy stick without a second thought, he became terrified uncontrollably, and couldn't help but reminded: "Don't move!"

The inside of the coffin was originally foggy, and the bronze mirror that only vaguely reflected the feet suddenly turned aside at the moment the happy rod was pulled out, and became clearly visible. The face with rouge was obviously the face of the bride.

The face of the bride in the coffin was still covered by the veil, so she couldn't see it at all, but the bride in the mirror smiled coquettishly, turned her head 360 degrees, and a pair of piercing beads pointed straight to the ground Looking at Bai Liu holding a joy pole, she sang sadly and gracefully:

"Sister-in-law—come back and talk——"

"Poor you, I have no fixed bones by the river, and I am still the person in your spring girl's dream!"