Fear Collection

Does the problem lie in the moment of entering the main hall?The three of them actually entered different spaces?

Xie Jinxi turned his head to look at the main hall of the ancestral hall with doubts. The first thing he saw was the tall and splendid shrine, on which there were rows of memorial tablets.

Xie Jinxi walked two steps and looked up. There was not a single word written on these tablets, but if you look carefully, you can still find some subtle differences.

The surface of some tablets in the front seems to have been scraped off a layer, while the surface of the tablets in the back is very smooth.

What Xie Jinxi is looking for is the family tree... Where will the family tree be?

He approached the shrine two steps, suddenly his eyes blurred, two chairs appeared between the shrine and him, on the chairs sat Master Feng and Mrs. Feng.

Master Feng and Mrs. Feng sat on the chairs, with the backs of their hands resting on the armrests of the chairs. They were wearing dark red satin gowns, adorned with longevity mountains, blessings and sea flowers, and cloud patterns of flowers. They were clearly festive and grand attire, but at this moment they revealed a Evil.

Because there was a big hole in their heart, the heart that should be in that position is now in their own right hand, and the heart that was caught in the hand is still beating.

In their left hand, they held a red invitation card that Xie Jinxi was familiar with.

The heart, the engine of life, has been beating since the moment it was formed in the fetus and will not stop, because once it stops beating for a period of time, it means the end of life.

Because very few people have the opportunity to witness an exposed, still beating heart.

Xie Jinxi's eyes were unconsciously attracted by that heart, and at the same time, he also felt that the beating speed of the heart in his chest seemed to be slightly accelerating.

Originally, his heart's blood curse had been half-frozen, and its beating speed was also slightly slower than normal, but at this moment, it was slowly tending to the same frequency as these two hearts.

When those two hearts beat, the heart in Xie Jinxi's chest beat once.

Xie Jinxi wanted to look away when he realized it, but he found that the two hearts were still pumping blood out when they were beating.

The blood slid off their bodies, pooled together after flowing to the ground.

Xie Jinxi soon realized that the blood was slowly forming some words.

Xie Jinxi's heartbeat was faster than usual, and the flustered feeling made him feel extremely uncomfortable. His heartbeat became a mallet constantly beating on the big drum in his chest, and every beat made him feel his body vibrating accordingly.

Not only was he flustered, but his heart began to experience unbearable colic.

Xie Jinxi grabbed the clothes on his chest and unconsciously tightened them, but he still stared at the words gradually formed by blood on the ground.

Hold on... hold on a little longer, hold on...

The first word, but...

Pitiful……

Poor parents in the world!

Those seven bloody words were cut into Xie Jinxi's mind like a knife, and he was thinking about these seven words while trying to move his eyes away to relieve the colic in his heart.

Poor parents all over the world, do you mean that Master Feng and Mrs. Feng ruined the entire Sansuo Village for their son?

But the current state of the two of them does not seem to be "poor". They are holding their own heart in their hands. It is almost as if the two of them have dug out their own heart with their own hands.

Xie Jinxi struggled to move his eyes away from the line of blood, but the moment he moved away, Master Feng who was sitting on the chair suddenly said, "Why are you here?"

Xie Jinxi suddenly turned his gaze back to them, and just about to say something, Mrs. Feng interjected, "You want to find the tablet and the family tree."

As soon as the words fell, the originally expressionless and pale faces of the two of them gradually showed a ferocious look, and the inside of the ancestral hall suddenly became gloomy and cold.

Xie Jinxi gave up trying to say anything. He looked around and saw a door on the left, and rushed over to open it without hesitation.

Muta is not on him. If he falls into empathy at this time, no one can interrupt the process. He can easily be dragged into the death stage, and the two ghosts can't get in touch with him for the time being.

You can't get out the main door you came in, but what about the side door?

While Master Feng and Mrs. Feng were still sitting on the chairs, Xie Jinxi rushed to the side door and stretched out his hand...

Fortunately, the side door is unlocked and you can walk.

As soon as Xie Jinxi rushed into the side door, he heard a roar behind him: "We won't let you get the family tree!"

Xie Jinxi could feel the wind blowing from behind, and he didn't know whether the place he was in was a side room or a side room, but there was actually a door in front of this room.

Xie Jinxi rushed to that door, opened it again and rushed in.

……

Muta glanced at the closed gate of the ancestral hall, then looked back at the main hall where no one was there except him, and couldn't help frowning.

Trouble, he was actually pulled out of Xie Jinxi's body.

This ancestral hall...

Muta looked at the shrine in front of him. There were rows and rows of tablets enshrined on the shrine, but there were no words on it. If you observe carefully, you can find the difference between the first few rows and the last few tablets.

In addition to the tablets, there are three ebony coffins lined up in the main hall, and an altar table is placed in front of the three coffins, but there are no melon and fruit offerings on the altar table, but a brazier and a stack of paper money are placed on the altar table, and there is no fire in the brazier.

As Muta approached, he saw the ashes deposited in the brazier.

He stretched out his hand to hang over the ashes, and found that there was no residual heat in it.

Muta guessed that the three coffins were placed here to stop coffins, and they probably contained the corpses of Uncle Luo, Taoist Master Wucao and his apprentice.

Xie Jinxi asked that paper money was burned every day when the coffin was closed, but the brazier on the altar was completely cold, which means that at least there was no paper money burned for a while.

Muta looked around the main hall, and finally set his target on the shrine. What they wanted was the family tree.

Now they will be separated, perhaps because of a spatial anomaly, and what is meaningful and valuable in the main hall, and which may cause this anomaly, is the shrine with the tablet in front of them, and the family tree should also be there.

As soon as Muta entered the shrine, the lids of the three coffins made a "dong" sound, as if something inside had hit the lids heavily.

Muta didn't look back, and still approached the shrine quickly, but the coffin behind him made a "cracking" sound... as if the coffin lid was slowly opening.

Muta had no choice but to turn around. It was not the first time he had seen coffins and corpses. Even Uncle Luo's way of being disembowelled and sliced ​​into raw meat could not arouse his emotions too much.

But at this moment, the three corpses lying in the coffin that caught his eyes were not the old man Luo, Taoist Master Wu Yin and his disciples as he thought, but Xie Jinxi.

Xie Jinxi in the first coffin was cut open from the inside, and the internal organs were independently and completely taken out and placed beside him properly. The meat in other places was sliced ​​extremely thin and spread out like sashimi on the inner wall of the coffin, which was even more terrifying What is more important is his face... His eyeballs were dug out and then stuffed back into the eye sockets. The cloudy, bulging eyes combined with the distorted facial muscles formed a ferocious face full of fear and resentment.

In the second coffin, Xie Jinxi's body was smashed to pieces with a blunt object, as if someone had smashed it inch by inch with a hammer, and turned it into meat paste. His eyes were wide open, and a scarlet blood flowed from the corners of his eyes and mouth, his expression froze. over the pain.

Xie Jinxi in the third coffin was wearing an elegant and gorgeous red satin dress, no injuries could be seen on his body, his face was still intact and soft, as vivid as if he had just fallen asleep, and he could open his eyes the next moment.

The moment Muta looked over, the three styles of "Xie Jinxi" in the three coffins simultaneously raised the corners of their mouths and showed a smile.

In such a strange situation, the first thing Muta felt was not fear, but a surge of anger.

If there is really a ghost in the ancestral hall, and it created such an illusion just to provoke him, then it succeeded.

The next moment, the three "Xie Jinxi" in the coffin suddenly floated up from the coffin and rushed straight to Muta.

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On the other side, Feng Luoling also experienced the same thing. Xie Jinxi disappeared and the main entrance of the ancestral hall was closed. In her eyes, the ancestral hall was covered with red silk and satin. There were two empty chairs in front of the altar, and red candles were still burning beside it.

This look...it looks like it was arranged for a wedding.

There is still one day and two nights before the start of the yin marriage, is it arranged like this now?

Feng Luoling was full of doubts, but her main purpose was still the genealogy.

She walked towards the shrine, walked to the shrine smoothly, and saw an ebony box on the table.

Feng Luoling tentatively reached out and lifted the lid of the box, and saw a book bound in red paper.

This is... a family tree?

Feng Luoling suddenly felt a little weird, because it went so smoothly...

Before entering, she clearly felt that the ancestral hall was extremely dangerous, but at this moment, except for her and Xie Jinxi being separated, she was not hindered.

But the family tree was right in front of us, and it was impossible to give up at this time.

Feng Luoling reached out to pick up the genealogy, did not look at the front, but directly turned to the last page...

Yes, Fengfei's birth date.

Feng Luoling's gaze swept away, and besides Feng Fei's birth date, Feng Li's birth date and...the time of death were also seen on the red paper.

Those words were dark brown, not in block letters written with a brush, but like blood books written with fingers.

Fengli...

Died in 1998, July [-]th, midnight.

Feng Luoling was instantly icy cold, and the long-lost, extreme fear penetrated her body, making her unable to move for a while.

Why did Fengli die at midnight on the fifteenth day of the seventh month?

Isn't that the wedding day of Ghost Marriage?On July [-]th, only Ghost Married Mother should die.

According to Xie's father and mother's suicide note, Feng's parents were also killed seven days later on the Night of Resurrection, and the villagers in Sansuo Village died one after another in 21 years since the Night of Resurrection.

Na Fengli...

No...or should I say, who is Ghost Married Mother?Is it really that female student, or... Fengli?

Feng Luoling suddenly heard behind her that the front door of the ancestral hall squeaked open a gap, and a horrible, bloody, and cold aura swarmed in from that gap.

The gap is getting bigger and bigger, the door is gradually opening, and the terrifying aura is getting stronger and stronger.

Feng Luoling has not been so afraid for a long time. She is a psychic, even if she is facing an ordinary ghost, she has a chance of winning. She has asked ghosts to ask ghosts many times, but this time...

Once again, she felt her powerlessness and weakness as a mortal.

Do not……

Feng Luoling couldn't control the trembling of her body.

She can't be defeated by fear, she can't be controlled by fear, she...

A resolute face flashed in Feng Luoling's mind. At that moment, as if she had been endowed with courage, she broke the ice that froze her body, and turned around resolutely to look at the open front door.

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