The operation of lifting the coffin started at 8 o'clock, originally calculated to be completed in an hour and a half, but now it is late at night.
When it came to ten o'clock, weird things and accidents appeared endlessly along the way.
On the way to Chen Huanxi’s tomb, in front of the penultimate main grave, the four performers and Uncle Chen now look very ugly.
The scene was in a mess, the dark and deep coffin was lying quietly on the spot, and there was a pit that couldn't be seen to the bottom at a not far away, as if all the light sources would be swallowed mercilessly there!
Wuming's face was pale, and he was lying on the edge of the deep pit with weak breathing, motionless, if it weren't for the slight fluctuation of his chest, he would look like a dead person!
Rong Chuan had completely rested, sitting not far from the nameless, his eyes still had the palpitations of the rest of his life.
By his side, John had bandaged the wound on his hand with a rag at this time, but his face was pale, he had lost a lot of physical strength, and he had just lost a lot of blood, his lips were a little pale at this time. With a tree trunk trimmed.
Huang Hui was still sitting paralyzed in front of the tombstone, her eyes dimmed, and from time to time she looked nervously at the wound on her wrist.
There is a wound up to five centimeters long, and layers of blood vessels can even be seen, but there is no blood flowing out, and she can't feel the pain at all, as if she has lost all perception ability.
The original dark blue tombstone was now stained with blood and turned scarlet, especially the original white lettering, which had been soaked with viscous blood at this time, which looked extremely strange.
It took two hours to lift the coffin once, but the price paid was too great.
Unnamed serious injury and coma, Rong Chuan's body was also severely injured. Huang Hui was mentally ill. On the contrary, it was John. It was just that he had lost too much physical strength. He was in the best condition.
Rong Chuan looked at Wuming, who had been in a coma for more than ten minutes in front of him, and his eyes were a bit anxious. Wuming could no longer continue to command. Now this mess depends on their newcomers, and Huang Hui cannot count on it.
He checked his watch. It was almost half past ten. He turned his head and looked at John, "How is your situation?"
There are only two of them left who can speak.
When John heard this, he slowly shook his head, and then supported his arms on the ground, barely got up from the ground, and walked towards Rongchuan with his feet floating, and said as he walked, "I'm okay, what shall we do next? "
Rong Chuan sighed. He wanted to make a call to Xu Lang, but the action of lifting the coffin was still not over, because this was only the penultimate main grave.
Before the coffin was buried, there was still the last main grave, but they had no paper money now!
The last three pieces of paper money left in the nameless arms were found to have turned into a pile of shreds after he was rescued.
Rong Chuan touched the dirt on the top of the phone screen. He was originally worried that the phone would be crushed, but now that the screen can still light up normally, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then I dialed Xu Lang's phone number. The signal in the mountain area was poor, and the ringtone rang for a long time before it finally showed that it was dialing.
Rong Chuan took a deep breath and waited quietly, but over time, he found that there was no response on the other side of the phone!
He glanced at the phone suspiciously, which showed that he was dialing, but Xu Lang did not respond for a long time, which made him feel a little bit bad.
In the task, although everyone's mobile phone is habitually turned into silent mode, there is no reason to keep calling for so long without answering.
Could it be that Xu Lang was also in danger over there
Rong Chuan seemed a little surprised. After all, in his opinion, now that he is in the early stage of the mission, with Xu Lang's ability, it is reasonable to say that there should not be a crisis too much.
What he didn't know was that Wuming had called Xu Lang twenty minutes ago.
And that call, Xu Lang also did not get through!
In other words, Xu Lang was completely out of touch for at least 20 minutes!
broken! broken!
Rong Chuan called Gu Chunxia again, but the situation was the same as Xu Lang's side. No one answered at all.
He finally realized something was wrong.
Carry the coffin... Is this a trap that deliberately separates the performer
Rong Chuan faintly felt a gust of wind blowing behind his back, making his back cool, and at the same time his heart tightened, he suddenly turned his head!
Behind him is the dark coffin that he has been suspicious and wary of all the way!
At this time, the coffin was lying quietly on the ground. Although there were frequent accidents in the surrounding area during this period, the coffin itself has never been abnormal.
This is also the reason why Rong Chuan did not urgently express the anxiety in his heart despite his doubts.
He slowly got up from the ground, came to the vicinity of the coffin, and for the first time, he carefully observed this extremely important object.
The four of them paid a very painful price for this coffin, but so far, they still haven't really explored the coffin itself.
Rong Chuan squinted his eyes slightly, and began to observe the surroundings of the coffin inch by inch. At first glance, he found that the coffin was pressed on the loess, and there were already tiny grooves.
This shows that the weight of the coffin itself has squashed the thin layer of loess.
This made Rong Chuan even more convinced of his original guess.
The coffin is really heavier!
At the very beginning of lifting the coffin, he felt that this coffin was too light!
Although he had no experience in carrying a coffin in his life, he had never eaten pork or watched pigs run.
A coffin can weigh at least 20 or 30 kilograms, and a dead body should weigh 80 or 90 kilograms even for a late old man.
The bits and pieces are added together, which means that they should bear a weight of one hundred twenty thirty catties!
But when he first lifted the coffin, he felt that the whole coffin was a bit light, and even such a weak woman like Huang Hui seemed extremely relaxed.
Rong Chuan felt that it was almost effortless.
But with the passage of time, the weight of this coffin has increased almost geometrically!
It feels like... There is a living person in the coffin
Yes, that's how it feels!
Rong Chuan stroked the cold touch of the coffin board, quietly looking at Uncle Chen who was resting while closing his eyes.
His face looked a little hesitant, as if he was weighing something, but he gritted his teeth in the last place.
I saw that he slowly took out a dagger that was always hidden from behind his waist. This is something that almost all performers must carry to participate in the task, and it has become a routine.
The newly opened blade was shining with a little light under the moonlight, and it could be seen that it was an extremely sharp knife.
Rong Chuan took a deep breath, his next move is likely to directly affect this action of lifting the coffin, but now everything is in a deadlock.
Now that the four executors have been exhausted and injured, he has completely endured the limit of the unknown of what is in the coffin!
He doesn't allow it. Until now, the executor still doesn't know what he has to pay such a high price and what he has to continue to bear!
A trace of madness flashed in Rong Chuan's eyes. According to Chen Shugong's words, he should have been "sick". Although the disease has not yet attacked, he already has Huang Hui's lesson.
Even in his opinion, Huang Hui is still relatively lucky, because she lost her calf in violation of the rules and restricted her movement, she just turned into a blood-coagulated monster.
And Rong Chuan couldn't guess what the consequences of his illness would be!
So, now he takes advantage of what he can do now, and solves the mystery that he has always been worried about!
Rong Chuan didn't hesitate anymore. He clenched his dagger tightly, pierced the tip of the knife fiercely into the joint of the coffin, and then slashed down with the knife in both hands!
Stabbed!
The vertical side of the coffin showed a small gap along the way, and the two wooden coffin panels separated immediately. Although the gap was not large, it was enough to insert a sharp knife!
Rong Chuan's actions in a quiet graveyard are no less than a thunderstorm!
John turned his head abruptly, Huang Hui was no longer stunned, and started to stand up from the tombstone.
And Uncle Chen, almost instantly when Rong Chuan's sharp knife was inserted into the coffin, he reacted. From the state where he closed his eyes and calmed his mind, he suddenly changed, and his temperament became ruthless and hideous.
His face was so gloomy and frightening, a pair of horizontal eyes aimed at Rong Chuan's direction!
Rong Chuan knew that now he had violated the rules of carrying the coffin. Now that the dead end has been triggered, he can no longer taboo so much. He has had enough to carry such an unknown and dangerous coffin.
He squinted in his heart, completely ignoring Uncle Chen's horizontal eyebrows, raising his hand to aim the blade at the gap, and inserting the dagger into the coffin!
And at this moment, a shuddering scream came out loudly from the coffin, as if Rong Chuan's knife had plunged into the body of a living person!
When everyone heard this scream, their hearts trembled at the same time.
Rong Chuan never expected that this kind of change would happen when he went down with the knife. He didn't even have time to take the knife out, and he was so scared that he backed backwards. Then he saw inside the coffin and started a violent struggle.
And a stream of hot and sticky blood began to flow out along the seam of the broken coffin!
There is really a living person inside!
And listening to the voice, he is basically an older man, Chen Huanxi who should have died!
Rong Chuan suddenly looked at Uncle Chen, he understood!
When he realized that there was a living person in the coffin, he looked at the blood-stained tombstone, the inscription that had turned red.
"Chen Huanji", the name, is simply the strokes of "Chen Huanxi" that are not written in full!
This is the real tomb where they are going to be buried, dripping blood...
Is this the sacrifice of the Taohuayuan Festival
Uncle Chen's face was extremely horrible, his white beard trembled violently, his temperament was dark and gloomy, and a feeling of not belonging to a living person permeated him.
John and Huang Hui also realized what was wrong at this time, and began to move closer to Rong Chuan, and John also carried Wuming casually behind them.
The three gathered together, Rong Chuan's face was pale, he raised his arms tremblingly, pointed at Uncle Chen who was constantly moving closer to them, and said every word:
"The meaning of the resurrection of the dead is actually like this. It turns out that you are using us to resurrect the dead! This is the real peach blossom festival!"
PS: I was fascinated by today's game. Taobo was too dangerous. The sit-ups that I showed me were frightened. Fortunately, I won in the end.
After watching the game, watch a novel, have a good life, and have a nice weekend! (End of this chapter)