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I wanted to ask a few more questions, but he was already gone.

The empty streets became increasingly deserted, surrounded by mountains. The huge chimney of the crematorium not far away was particularly eye-catching, like a giant sword splitting the setting sun in half.

The last ray of afterglow disappeared and the sky darkened.

If Longfu Town is normal during the day, at night, the atmosphere here suddenly becomes weird.

The air became cooler, the dark sky shrouded the earth like a shadow, and the word "funeral" on the signboards seemed to foreshadow an ominous ending.

Thinking of staying alone in this deserted town all night, my heart tightened involuntarily.

Carrying my backpack, I arrived at the door of the coffin shop No. 44. The statue of the door god affixed to the door panel was in a state of dilapidation. The head just fell off, as if it had been beheaded. It looked very uncomfortable.

The door was unlocked, so I took a deep breath and put my hand on the black door panel with force.

A heart-wrenching sound of the friction of a wooden shaft echoed in the silent town.

The thick door slowly opened inward, the dust fell, and a cold air came to the face carrying the smell of old decay.

It was dimly lit inside, and I waited until the dust subsided a little before I lifted my legs and walked inside.

Entering the door is the lobby, which can also be called the pavilion. It is very spacious and antique and has not been changed in any way. It is still the same as it was before. It is an authentic century-old house.

Dust and cobwebs were everywhere, and no one had come in for an unknown period of time.

There are four coffins placed in the center of the lobby, lined up from left to right. The first three are black, and the fourth coffin is red!

All the furnishings in the coffin shop were old and worn out, except for the red coffin, which was as red as blood and looked particularly eerie.

Fat Brother warned you not to open the red coffin.

In fact, I don’t even want to open a coffin. This was once the Yi Zhuang. Who knows what’s inside?

In addition to these four coffins in the lobby, there is also an offering table placed against the wall in the middle. Thick incense ash accumulates in the incense burner, and several burnt tribute incense sticks are inserted crookedly inside.

The original owner seemed to burn incense regularly, but I didn't see any statues or tablets being enshrined.

After getting familiar with the environment of the coffin shop, the sky has completely darkened. It seems to get dark earlier here than in other places.

The red candle on the altar table was lit. The dim candlelight not only failed to illuminate the coffin shop, but made the atmosphere of the coffin shop even more gloomy.

When you are in it, you feel like you are in a Chinese studio.

I don’t know what will be waiting for me tonight?

Time passed by, and it was eerily quiet here, not even the sound of wind. If I couldn't hear my heartbeat and breathing, I would really suspect there was something wrong with my ears.

He took out his large black screen mobile phone and clicked on the live broadcast room of Guaitan. There were still 4 hours and 30 minutes left before the live broadcast started.

It was still early, and I was sitting in a gloomy coffin shop, surrounded by four coffins, suspicious of ghosts, and surrounded by grass and trees.

But if you don't come in early to familiarize yourself with the environment, you will be more passive when encountering danger.

Waiting patiently, in order to pass the time I stood up again, avoiding the four coffins, and walked around the lobby.

This old house is very strange. It has no windows and only one door for ventilation. Moreover, the threshold is high, reaching an adult's knees.

It is said that this threshold has two main functions.

The first one is more common sense and is to prevent sandstorms and venomous snakes, rats and insects from entering the house.

The second type is a bit scary. Legend has it that it prevents big zongzi from breaking into the house, or to prevent someone who has died in the family from suddenly pretending to be dead and going out to hurt others.

Because, whether it is a big rice dumpling or a fake corpse, the body is stiff and the legs cannot bend, so they can only jump around.

Given that this building was once a charity house where corpses were placed, I prefer the second option.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at the four coffins a few more times. Could there really be anything inside?

The place chosen for the live broadcast of Guaitan should not be so peaceful. The biggest danger tonight may be among these coffins.

I rubbed my chin and thought about it, planning to go out and "borrow" some bundles of red rope from Fat Brother's grocery store to tie up all four coffins before the live broadcast started.

I moved as I said, but when I walked to the gate, I realized that my thinking was too simple.

The dark door was closed tightly.

I don't know when it was closed. In such a quiet environment, I didn't hear a sound.

I reached out and pushed hard, but it didn't move, as if something outside was holding up the door.

Feeling secretly bitter in my heart, I reluctantly returned to the lobby.

Fortunately, I bought a set of Zhongcheng Talisman and Seal Script in advance, otherwise it would be really frustrating.

There is only one and a half hours left before the live broadcast starts. I have done all the preparations I can and simply start the live broadcast in advance.

Live broadcast is starting

The barrage is being accessed.

"Hello everyone, welcome to the Guaitan live broadcast room. I am your anchor, Boss Li!"

"Damn it, why is it you again?"

"A beautiful woman turns into an ugly man, it must be because I opened it in the wrong way!"

"Anchor, you are still alive!"