hey your coffin lid is flying

As I said before, Jiacheng is a private middle school with many buildings.

In addition to the teaching buildings for normal teaching, the school also has some cultural ancient buildings with historical value.

Because these cultural ancient buildings are relatively dilapidated, they are collectively called ghost buildings among students.

Among the many ghost buildings, the one that Jia Luoye brought Xiang Yang here is the most ghostly building.

The stairs and corridors to this building are all built with wooden floors, without cement.

People walked on it, creaking non-stop.

"Are you sure you're here?" Xiang Yang asked in a low voice behind Jia Luoye.

Jia Luoye turned his head, touched his eyes with his fingers, and said, "My eyes can't make mistakes."

During the conversation, Jia Luoye had already led Xiang Yang through the hall on the first floor, and went straight to the door of the corner room on the second floor.

Xiang Yang saw that Jia Luoye stopped, his breathing stopped involuntarily, and the hair on his body stood up uncontrollably.

The advantage of having ghost power is that in addition to being able to see things that ordinary people cannot see, you can also see scenes in blind spots, such as behind you.

Jia Luoye stopped in front, paused, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He reached out his hand to take out the phone from his pocket, put it under his chin, thought for a while, and then bared his mouth, revealing the canine teeth on the left and right sides.

Then he turned on the screen and turned around abruptly.

For a moment, Xiang Yang behind him felt that his soul was seized by Jia Luoye's light blue pupils, and his whole body seemed to be absorbed, and he completely lost consciousness.

After a long while, he opened his mouth and cursed: "Garaye, do you know that people scare people, they can scare people to death."

But who knew, after he finished roaring vigorously, Galoye on the opposite side didn't hold back at all, but said dryly and lowly in a creepy voice: "How can you be sure, it's people who are scary, not Are ghosts scary?" After speaking, he grinned, showing his big white teeth.

In fact, the reason why Jia Luoye decided to take this opportunity to scare Xiang Yang.

Of course, it's not just for fun and excitement.

Instead, I want to see, and by the way, verify whether Xiang Yang will transform into a monster in a crisis situation, revealing the essence of a beast.

After all, in the underworld, Gu Fu once told himself: The four fierce beasts of the ancient evil gods are cunning and easy to disguise, and they will only reveal their real bodies when they are in crisis.

Xiang Yang didn't say a word, just raised his hand and slapped it: "Garaye, your uncle, it's not over yet."

"...Uh," Jia Luoye took a step back, with a puzzled look on his face: "You, unexpectedly, aren't you afraid?"

"How do you think I spend my holidays every year?" Xiang Yang said, "I go to the tomb all the year round, studying various coffins and skeletons, okay?"

"Okay," Galoye was a little disappointed.

"I suspect you're playing tricks on me now," Xiang Yang narrowed his dark eyes, "You won't see ghosts at all, so don't tell me you're looking for ghosts!"

It's okay to be questioned about your professional field.

Jia Luoye breathed heavily through his nose, "Then I'll let you see later, I won't play tricks on you again."

After finishing speaking, Jia Luoye raised his hand, and a wisp of black air quickly condensed into a ball between the middle finger and index finger.

"What are you doing?" Xiang Yang looked a little surprised.

"Hell for a living person, a little rhinoceros fragrance, and two wipes of cow's tears." Jia Luoye continued to condense black air: "But with me here, there is no need to go to such trouble, just open a ghost eye for you." After finishing speaking, finger The cloud of black air in the middle flew towards Xiang Yang's forehead as if it had been attached to life, and with a whistling sound, it went straight into it.

Xiang Yang: "...??"

He was stunned for a while, before he suddenly realized that the inexplicable black energy in Jia Luoye's hand had directly penetrated into his body.

Xiang Yang raised his right hand in a daze and touched his forehead. Fortunately, there was no third eye in the place where there was black air just now, otherwise, he would become Erlang God for no reason, so he wouldn't be belching.

"Okay, don't touch it." Jia Luoye interrupted his movement: "I just opened your ghost eyes temporarily, and it will disappear after tonight."

Xiang Yang remained in a sluggish state, biting his words and asked: "Are you a Taoist priest?"

As soon as these words came out, Jia Luoye wanted to vomit blood. I just opened a ghost eye for you with a flick of a finger, but you actually said that I am a Taoist priest, hehe, your whole family is a Taoist priest.

Jia Luoye gave him a blank look: "I, monk, thank you."

Taking a deep breath, he reminded Xia Xiangyang, wait for the things inside, it is estimated that there will be an impact on him, let him prepare in advance.

Immediately, Galoye put his hand on the wooden door.

With a creak, the door opened.

The rusty door shaft rattled and rattled, and the heavy wooden door slowly opened to both sides. The crimson fire shrouded the house from the outside, directly covering Jia Luoye and Xiang Yang at the door in this fishy place. In the shadow of red.

Xiang Yang didn't dare to move, his Adam's apple stood there straight, no matter how many tombs he had visited and how many coffin lids he had seen at this moment, he had never seen such a scene before him.

I saw no less than ten "people" standing scattered in this small room.

These "people" are either missing arms and legs, or have their heads opened.

In short, it is not like a living person at all.

Could it be that they are the ghosts in the legend?

What are they doing?

Do you have a party?

Or are they waiting to eat—a buffet of living people?

Are you giving away the head?