C9 (1/2)

This voice suddenly came from the coffin, causing me to gulp. All of the hairs on my body stood up.

It was early in the morning, and the weather was cold and gloomy.

It seemed that the weather was not as sunny as it had been before. Furthermore, it was still early in the morning, so the surroundings were very dark.

The lamp placed in front of the coffin had obviously been powered by electricity, but at this moment, it seemed as though the voltage was unstable. It began to flicker, as if it could go out at any time.

My body trembled slightly from the fear that was in my heart and the cold wind that was blowing towards my neck.

Although Liu Songxian is very brave, ever since he came to my place, he has been through all kinds of weird events, one after another. His mental tolerance almost reached its limit, and he also took a few steps back, not daring to look inside the coffin.

I took a few deep breaths and suddenly heard movement from inside the coffin. No matter what, I had to take a look.

I held my breath and carefully walked towards the coffin. I looked into the coffin, but... Nothing.

The malevolent corpse of the foster father lay within the coffin, dyeing the wooden boards below black and red. It looked extremely strange.

In my heart, I was even more surprised. The sound of my nails scratching against each other continued, but … The body did not move.

Creak … Creak …

Those waves of slow and melodious sounds seemed to stir the most primordial fear deep within one's heart …

At this moment, I seemed to see a stiff smile on her face, as though she was smiling...

It really was like a puppet, a terrifying puppet with a strange smile on its face …

This corpse should have been like this a moment ago. However, the moment I saw it, fear and disgust filled my mind, making it impossible for me to look at the corpse in detail.

This time, he had already mentally prepared himself so that he would be able to notice the subtle details of the corpse.

The voice continued. I frowned slightly. It was only now that I was able to recognize that the voice was coming from the bottom of the coffin …

Before the coffin was buried in the ground, it was not allowed to come into contact with the ground, so the coffin itself was placed on a shelf, slightly off the ground.

The sound was the sound of the coffin.

Under the coffin huh …

Thinking about the colorful figures I saw at Aunt Zhang's house last night, I felt my heart tensing up, and I slowly crouched down.

The sky was already rather dark, and with the addition of the spirit shed and coffin, the ground beneath the coffin was pitch black. It was extremely blurry, and only sounds could be heard, but nothing could be seen.

But very quickly, my eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness under the coffin. At this moment, I suddenly saw a dark red patch under the coffin … It seemed to be the color of blood.

At the same time, I picked up the flashlight and shone it under the coffin.

With this shine, I suddenly saw two dark green lights shooting towards me. I couldn't help but scream as I subconsciously retreated.

At this moment, I was squatting down and I almost sat on the floor!

”What's wrong, girl?” What do you see? ” Liu Songxian anxiously asked.

”It's fine, it's fine.”

I got up quickly, and at the same time I heard hoarse voices coming from under the coffin.

It was a series of cat meows, and they were very low. It was only after I heard them that I realized what I had just heard was only a series of cat meows.

I felt a little embarrassed at being frightened like this by a cat, so I continued to squat on the ground and look under the coffin.

The two dots of green light I saw were only the cat's eyes.

There were some cracks on the edge of the coffin. After all, the adoptive father hadn't been dead for long. Although his body was stiff, there would still be blood flowing out if the knife was used.

Therefore, the inside of the coffin was now a deep red. When the nails had pierced through the four limbs, the blood had flowed along the edge of the coffin and had seeped into the bottom, dripping onto the center of the coffin.