It was already evening when Nanchen left.

As soon as I left the town, it was already dark.

There is no street light or anything like this in this world.

It was pitch black around and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Nanchen could only slow down and ride forward little by little with the moonlight.

As soon as I entered the forest in the suburbs, Nanchen felt a chill.

Occasionally, there were bursts of birds screaming, and I felt so furious.

If it were the original world, nothing would be possible.

But in this world, there are monsters and monsters all over the ground.

You can't tell me what you can encounter by walking at night.

Although Nanchen was a little panicked, he still bit his teeth and kept riding forward.

When it was about to arrive at the Yizhuang Village, Nanchen felt a gust of cold wind blowing.

Immediately afterwards, I felt extremely cold on my back.

It's like a refrigeration air conditioner is placed on the back.

Moreover, the bicycle seems to be a little heavier, and it is not as labor-saving as I rode it just now.

It seemed like there was a person sitting behind him.

When Nanchen thought of this, he felt uncomfortable all over.

My head subconsciously looked back.

After discovering that there is nothing and feeling the evil spirit.

Then I felt relieved and continued riding forward.

If Nanchen opened his eyes at this time.

That's another normal scenario.

He could clearly see it in the back seat of his driving.

At this time, a female ghost in red clothes was sitting.

This female ghost is not someone else.

It was Nanchen who had no choice but to give him the incense girl ghost Dong Xiaoyu yesterday.

She really appeared, but this time she was not pestering Qiu Sheng, but Nan Chen.

She sat comfortably behind Nanchen, leaning her head against Nanchen's back.

In this way, Nanchen naturally felt cold.

However, Dong Xiaoyu was not a demon and did not show up, and Nan Chen did not open his eyes.

So, I can't see her.

Moreover, Nanchen was thinking about Mr. Ren in his heart.

I had long since thrown the female ghost Dong Xiaoyu out of the sky.

At this time, I tried my best to ride my bike forward and finally arrived at the Yizhuang Village at around 8 o'clock in the evening.

When Nanchen arrived, he didn't even bother to park his bicycle.

He jumped down and hurriedly ran into the charity house with the temptation oil.

Dong Xiaoyu, who was sitting in the back seat, was leaning on Nanchen's back intoxication.

As a result, after Nanchen got off the car, she fell to the ground along with her bicycle.

Looking at Nanchen who was leaving in a hurry.

Dong Xiaoyu also pouted and complained:

"What an impatient..."

After Nanchen entered the charity village, he headed straight to the morgue.

The morgue is separate, brick-concrete structure.

In the middle, Old Master Ren's coffin was parked.

But when you get close at this time, you can clearly feel the evil spirit.

And it is very rich, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Even in a vague way, Nanchen had already heard the "huhu" gasping sound from the coffin.

That's zombie panting.

Every time, it was like the last breath.

Extremely depressed and dull.

Nanchen stood in front of the coffin, frowned.

What is lying here is the big boss of the plot.

After knowing him, the crisis can be easily overcome.

Thinking of this, Nanchen took a cold breath and said:

"It seems that this old stick is really about to come out of the coffin.

But you have no chance."

After saying that, he began to pull out the plug of the oil barrel.

At the same time, I walked to the coffin of Mr. Ren:

"Dust returns to dust, and earth returns to earth.

Old Master Ren offended..."

After saying that, he poured oil into the coffin.

But the oil just dripped onto the coffin.

In the coffin, a harsh sound of "squeaking" came from the coffin.

It was like someone inside was using his nails and trying hard to scratch the coffin board.

Moreover, the whole coffin.

At this time, there was a shaking.

The closed coffin lid was suddenly lifted up.

A gap appeared next to it.

A veteran with a sluggish skin, long nails, and shriveled hair.

Slowly, it stretched out from the gap in the coffin lid.

Seeing this, Nanchen felt a "knock" in his heart.

I only felt a chill on my back, hitting my head.

Subconsciously, he took two steps back.

"Zombie hand..."

However, as soon as the hand was stretched out, it touched the ink line next to it.

Then there was a "sizzling" burning sound.

The shriveled zombie hand shrank back again.

Then, the whole coffin shook even harder.

It was like something inside was about to break out of the coffin.

When watching a movie, I was frightened.

Now that I have come to face it in person, I feel even more frightened.

Nanchen only felt that his heart was cold.

But now that things have come to this point, he has no way out.

He gritted his teeth and rode on the coffin board.

He twisted the oil barrel with one hand and poured the turbulent oil into the gap in the coffin.

Now, only burn it to death.

Only then can we stop it in advance, let the old zombie, the old zombie, come out of the coffin.

Only in this way can the remaining dangerous plot be strangled in advance.
To be continued...