"Ah," the moon was startled, even a few steps back, hit a coffin.

A cold breath blew into her hair, she subconsciously turned back and saw a man dressed in black laughing at her, also grinning at the ears, eyes full of white eyes.

"Ah," the moon screamed again, she panicked and didn't know where to run, she ran to the left, hit a coffin, turned back, and hit a coffin.

The coffin shop is all coffin.

Looking up, the white three leaves smiled and looked at her, and the man held up a nail and stared at her coldly.This section is provided by 芗`忖`暁蚬`説`網

The moon cried out in anger, “Why is there so many ghosts in this place?”

“Who are you talking about?” asked White, smiling.

The moon angrily pointed to the people sitting on the coffin's head and said, "These ghosts are still days now, why are they coming out of this place, and why are you taking me here, I don't want to stay here."

Bai Sanye said softly, "You can't go back, your grandfather is still waiting for you."

"He's dead, isn't he," said the moon, angry, red-eyed, "didn't want to come to me before he died, and when he died, he became a ghost and remembered my granddaughter, what purpose are you all want me to do?"

White three leaves waved at her, and the moon subconsciously walked past the white three leaves, but as soon as she raised her feet, she braked her steps hard.From the time she saw the words "No. 44 coffin shop", she realized that there was something wrong, she did not want to walk in, if it was not white three leaves hard to drag her in, she would not have walked into this obscure place.

Every step she came in from outside the door, her trust in the white three leaves passed a little by little.

When she found that the coffin was sitting on the head of a ghost, not a person, she was terrified, but in these few minutes, the white three leaves changed before she took care of her, smiled at her, and reached out to her, which seemed so distant.

What was the matter, was it a conspiracy before the white three leaves to take care of her, just to lure her here?

They stood for a minute, she did not go over, white three leaves had to come.

He took a step back before the moon, and took a step back.

He sighed, gently knocked on a coffin beside him, and whispered: "All go back."

A slight "snack" sound came from the air, and the moon's eyes were full, and all the "people" sitting in the coffin head disappeared, and the "white fog" inside the coffin shop was also eliminated in an instant.

The man who nailed the coffin glanced faintly at the moon and whispered, "The courage is too small, I'm afraid I can't take over."Then he bowed his head and put his head down, nailing the coffin.

“Son, come with me.”White three leaves also explained so much with the moon, turned around and went to the depths of the house.

Who is going.

She was angry and decided to turn around and no longer go away with the white three leaves, but when she took a step back, suddenly a cold wind blew to her back, and it seemed that someone was standing behind the sun.

Her face was white, she ran, "Wait for me", she struggled to chase the white three leaves.

Just as she was running over the man in the nail coffin, the man reached out and stopped her.

"What do you want to do" Shuo Yue nervously hugged the bag, small can be inside, small will bless her, this coffin shop is terrible, Xiaoke will also bless her can leave here safely.

She looked anxiously at the back of the white three-leaf, but since entering the coffin shop, it was as if a different person, smiling at him, but it had become strange and had no previous warmth.

The man in the cassette bent down, took an old oil lamp from the toolbox at his feet, and handed it to the hands of the moon: "Take it, the road ahead, it is very dark."

“Thank you.”Shuo Yue stretched out his hands, holding the oil lamp, is trying to borrow a lighter with this person, put the lamp up, who knows, when her hands touched the oil lamp, "Tho" has no oil, only the wick of the oil lamp actually sprung up three inches of light.

She was scared.

"Don't let the lights go out, and don't look back."The man who nailed the coffin took up the toolbox and walked slowly toward the next coffin.

"Well," the moon for a long time before the reaction, she turned to look, white three leaves have come out of a long way, so she quickly held the oil lamp and ran over.

She chased the white three leaves and asked, “Where are you going to take me?”

White said, "You're here."

"Snow Moon held back the grudges in his heart, and followed the white three leaves five steps away, afraid that he would fall again."

Just like the man in the cassette said, the road ahead, the darker it went, so dark that it could not see the walls around her, and if there was a lamp that the man handed her, she could not even see the road under her feet.

In the darkness, the light only illuminated the white three-leaf figure.

It was quiet all around, only him and her footsteps.

"Where are we going?" the moon is rushing to his feet and is about to cry.

White did not answer her, but blindly walked forward.

She wanted to go back, but she remembered that the man who nailed the coffin told her not to let the lights go out, and don't look back.

She can't turn back, there is no way out.

After walking in the darkness for more than ten minutes, she finally saw a ray of light, which turned out to be a door.

When they reached the door, the white three leaves said low: "Here we are."

Then the white three leaves disappeared.

She looked at the white three leaves disappeared, a small yellow paper man drifting, and her eyes gradually became frightened.

Bring her, not man.

I have been with her for two days, and it is not a human being.

She took a step back, and suddenly a cold breath blew up her back neck, and she jumped in astonishment and rushed into the door.

Inside the door, it was set up as a hall.

There was a coffin in the hall, and in front of the coffin, there was a man in a wheelchair, with his back to her.

The white three-leaf design of the paper man seduced her, but wanted to introduce her to the hall.

Whose Hall is this?

It's not hers.

"Here you are," the sound of white three leaves sounded, and the person in front of the coffin turned around, and the man was the white three-leaf that had just disappeared.

The eyes of the moon fell on the knees of the white three-leaf, the trousers under his knees were empty, and the moon finally understood, no wonder the white three leaves before it would be a paper person, because the real white three-leaf had no legs.