"I'll go first, and if I don't find any problems, I'll come and call you in."Wang said softly.

I don't know what Wang Xin had to do with her, just wanted to say that we could go in together, and the words said, "Let her go first."

I looked at the ink, and the ink blinked at me, and I stopped talking, maybe there was another idea.

When Wang Xin walked into the back door, I asked Mo Yan how to let Wang Xin in.

"Let her see if there's any danger, there's no danger, we'll go in again."The word whispered.

I immediately understood the idea of the word, and the word was to let Wang Xin go as a stepping stone.

I waited here with Mo Yan for Wang Xin, and after waiting for five or six minutes, Wang Xin came over from the back door and made an OK gesture to us.

Mo Yan and I went into the house through the back door, and as soon as I entered the house, I felt that something was wrong, I always felt that something was staring at me, and I turned my head to look behind, and I did not see anything.

Just wanted to say something to the ink, Mo Yan and Wang Xin went directly to my uncle's bedroom, I carefully looked at the four Monday meeting, I did not see my aunt.

Before I could look at the living room again, the voice came from under the bed, "Quick, don't worry."

I lay down under the bed, and the floor tile under the bed had been opened, and under the floor tile I saw a dark roadway that was just enough to hold a person.

Mo Yan handed me the flashlight, said after a moment down the mouth, do not open the flashlight, also said that there are stairs below slowly climbing down.

I nodded, after seeing the ink mouth, I climbed to the mouth, the air came from below the mouth of the road, let me trembling, too cold, the temperature dropped to minus one or two degrees.

After finding the stairs, I slowly climbed down, and it took me thirty seconds before I stepped out of the stairs.

When my feet fell, my feet stepped on something and let out a choking sound.

This gives me the feeling of stepping on an empty board, looking around, the surrounding environment I can only use one sentence, reach out and see five fingers to describe, too dark, black, black, you can not see, I want to open the flashlight, but the ink tells me not to open the flashlight, had to whisper a word.

No one responded to me, here a silence, this environment, let my heart tingle, suddenly I feel that my hand is held by one hand, I think it is ink holding my hand.

I took a breath and felt a lot in my heart.

“What I told you just didn’t say.”I lowered my voice and said.

No one came back to me, everything was quiet, my brows wrinkled slightly, if it was a word, the ink should answer me.

I gently rubbed my hand, and suddenly I felt wrong, this hand is very cold, the hand of ink I once held, the hand of the ink is smaller than this hand, the finger of ink is relatively slender.

I chuckled in my heart, holding my hand, not the king's, who is it?

We were found out, it was my aunt’s hand!

Thinking about it, I felt that things were getting more and more wrong, and if my aunt had, she should have been able to talk.

Without talking, the hand is still very cold, then there is only one possibility, the person who holds my hand, she is a dead man!

Thinking of this, my heart could not help but panic, but also ignored the warning of words, took out the flashlight I opened to the person holding my hand and shone.

This photo, almost let me diaper crotch, hold my hand, is not a dead man, but a broken palm.

This palm tightly held my hand, the wrist has been cut by the knife, under the light of the flashlight, you can also see the white bone on the wrist.

I wanted to scream, but I was afraid to start the people above, and I would endure it for a while.

I suddenly threw away, finally threw the broken hand out, took a deep breath, and my ass sat on the ground.

A bang came under my ass, and the sound immediately made me a thrill, and only the hollow floor made such a crisp sound.

When I looked at my flashlight, I was shocked to say nothing, and I just sat in a coffin where my ass was sitting.

The big black coffin was added to the bloody palm of the hand that I had thrown out, and it all added up to make me creepy.

“The word.”I couldn’t stop whispering.

No one answered me, and when I wanted to call a second, suddenly a hand over my mouth, and I glanced at my eyes and just wanted to smash the flashlight.

"Don't be nervous."The familiar voice came out and I breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking back, it was the words behind me.

"Just now a broken hand tightened my hand, there will be no dead here."I whispered.

He said to me, let me not speak.

I nodded, and the ink asked me to turn off the light of the flashlight again, and held out my hand and clasped it in my hand.

Feeling the temperature inside the hand of the ink, I was completely relieved.

I don't know how to take me, but in the night when I can't see my fingers, the only light is the hand that holds me.

After a while, Mo Yan finally stopped, let me open the light of the flashlight, I lightly, the light of the flashlight was opened.

When the light of the flashlight was turned on, I was immediately startled, and the dark coffin was all around, and the strange atmosphere spread in an instant.

“How could there be so many coffins!”I said in horror.

"Your uncle used to be in the coffin business."The voice whispered to me.

I shook my head and said no.

My uncle used to run a mask business, that is, selling some small masks, what kind of grandchildren monkeys, pigs and other children wear masks.

"That's strange, since it's not a coffin business, so many coffins don't use up for three generations."The voice whispered.

I also wondered very much in my heart, I never knew that there were so many coffins here, and I did not know that there was a dark road under my uncle's bed.

Not far from me and Mo, a sudden click sounded, and I was surprised, and I quickly pointed the flashlight at the click of the sound.

“Don’t take a picture, it’s me!”A milky sound came.

I saw Wang Xin crawl out of a coffin, I scolded in my heart, people scared to death, good end to climb into the coffin inside what.

“Crazy is coming.”Wang Xin waved to the ink.