The NPC Was Once Again Frightened By Me

In the coffin, Lin Huai could not see poetry and the distance.All he could see was darkness.

When you lose your vision, your other senses are greatly magnified.He didn't know where he was being transported, and he didn't know his direction at the moment. All he could feel was the bumps, the musty smell of the coffin, the deadly fishy smell emanating from the corpses around him, and...

The female ghost trembled.

It seemed to be frightened by Lin Huai, and it kept humming along the way.When Lin Huai was thinking about pulling out its tongue, the short man outside also heard a voice of fear: "I feel that there are crying sounds coming from inside..."

The random graves with pagoda trees had appeared in front of the two of them.They swallowed, bit their bullets, and climbed up.

There are many unowned corpses lying in the mass graves.A conscientious thrower made a simple grave for someone.Some were wrapped in straw mats and placed there casually.The tall and the short walked on the wet and soft ground, they were careful with their feet.

The whining sound of the wind was blowing behind the two of them, as if a ghost was crying.The short man stammered, "Where are we going to put her now?"

"There was a shallow pit under the locust tree, just throw the coffin in there." The tall man raised his chin.

"woo woo woo woo……"

The sound of weeping came from the coffins around.

"There's really a sound in the coffin!" the short man said tremblingly, "I heard it..."

"Don't look, don't listen." The tall man said in a low voice, "When I was young, I heard from my grandma that some ghosts who died in vain would cry at the first seven hours. , will be dragged into the coffin, as a scapegoat..."

"Then...if you are pulled in..."

"I can't get out anymore." The tall man said, "My grandma said that there is only one way to deal with it..."

"Don't answer, don't answer, don't answer!"

The tall man repeated it three times.

"Oh, this is what the predecessors concluded, the law of the dark forest in the random graveyard..."

Lin Huai, who was still feeling the tranquility, lay in the coffin, thinking like this.

Luan Graves is a dark forest. Every corpse thrower is a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, sneaking between the coffins like a ghost, gently pushing aside the branches blocking the way, trying not to let the footsteps make a sound, and even breathing must be careful: He had to be careful, because there were ghosts stalking everywhere in the coffin, and if he found another life, there was only one thing he could do: run away screaming.

He yawned, and finally, there was a vibration from under him.

He was finally lowered to the ground.

"Just put her here." The short man wiped the sweat from his brow, "We..."

Down to earth, Lin Huai finally felt a little relaxed.

In order not to scare the two npcs, he decided to wait for the two to leave before uncovering the coffin.Presumably, this is what Zhou Ying did.

Then, he heard the short man's next words: "Why don't we bury her? Isn't it too good to expose her corpse in the wilderness..."

Lin Huai: ...Brother, you don't need to be a good person at this time.

He subconsciously grabbed the coffin lid, although it was not difficult for him to break out of the ground like a groundhog.

but……

At that moment, he seemed to feel Zhou Ying's despair as the coffin was carried out.

Was she also like him before, hiding in the coffin, not daring to breathe out, feeling the bumps under her body, waiting quietly in panic, and leaving the cage?

however……

The desperation didn't last long, and the tall man quickly spat: "You have nothing to do to find something to do? Such a big hole, you have to fill it yourself."

The behavior of the tall man, who seems to leave holes everywhere, but has no sense of shame to fill them in, at this moment, has attracted a lot of Lin Huai's favor.

He could be a woodchuck, but he didn't want to be a groundhog after all, it would be too inelegant.

In the next moment, the elegant Lin Huai heard a sentence that made his eyes tear apart.

"But we still have one thing to do," the tall man said, "Take the things, we will nail the mahogany nails according to Mr. Feng Shui's instructions, to prevent fraudulent corpses."

Lin Huai: ...nmd, why.

The sound of the hammer hitting the coffin sounded above his head, and just as he was about to unmask the coffin, a sense of dizziness hit his mind.

The quiet wind and darkness engulfed him, accompanied by extreme fear and suffocating pain.

The clear and melodious opera voice sang faintly in his mind, and at that moment, he seemed to have entered another person's body.

He "watched" himself being carried out while hiding in the coffin, leaving the city gate and arriving at the mass grave.

When the coffin fell to the ground, so did his heart.At this moment, the tall man made a voice that made him despair.

"Nail the coffin!"

—no—don’t—I’m in a coffin—

He wanted to shout, but beside him came the sound of a large number of people chasing and barking ferocious dogs.

"Damn it, let me run away! The stinky actor is shameless!"

He heard the voices of bandits.

"Catch that stinky actor back!"

"Boss, do you want to die or live?"

"Give it to me! Since the stinky actor is shameless, we don't have to!"

The mahogany nails went deeper into the coffin bit by bit. He lay beside the corpse, his legs stretched out, and his arms tightly blocked his mouth.

— can't make a sound, can't let them find out.

——I have, done everything I can do.

——I was beaten in the theater troupe, and I was thrown into a cold pool by my master in the cold winter months.

——I was locked in the firewood room, and I climbed out of the wall little by little with my hands.My hands are not as soft as those of the ladies, but he said that his favorite hands are mine.The head teacher also said that the expression is expressive, soft and boneless, just rely on these two hands.

—I ruined my hand, but I want to see him.

——I hid in the coffin, lying next to the dead body, I was worried all the way, and I finally came here.

——I have done too much to come here, to go out, and to leave him, I have paid so much, why...

Can't you give me a little happiness?

"Boom, boom, boom."

The peach wood nails were driven into the coffin lid bit by bit, and the sound of the nails sounded at the same time as the barking of the dog.

He "watched" the coffin lid, "watched" himself sinking into the darkness step by step.

Until all the sound is gone.

The barking of dogs disappeared, the sound of pursuing soldiers disappeared, and the sound of peach wood nails going deep into the coffin lid also disappeared.

Lin Huai finally returned to his own body.

He looked at the dark coffin lid quietly, and opened his mouth lightly.

"Is this the final ending of the play "Dongli"?"

Faintly, he heard a chuckle.

In this laughter, there is strong hatred and distortion.

Hua Dan, who was wearing heavy makeup, seemed to walk in front of him. She didn't speak, but just parted her vermilion lips lightly.

'Do not. '

This is her mouth shape.

Lin Huai lay quietly in the coffin, breathing evenly, waiting for the final chapter of "Dongli".

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to have passed quickly.

The scholar should have arrived at Zishi, just as they agreed in the letter.At that time, Zhou Ying will make a sound in the coffin, and the scholar, even if he has no strength to restrain the chicken, can open the coffin.

Lin Huai waited in the coffin for a long time.Zhou Ying's feelings before his death finally came to him.

He was so tired and sleepy.The three days in captivity, and the whole thrilling escape, made him exhausted and his eyes filled with lead.

However, now that he is only one step away from flying together, how can he be reconciled?

He doesn't know the time of the outside world, but he knows that Zi Shi may have passed.

Is the scholar not coming to see him?Didn't the scholar receive that letter?Did the scholar... throw him here?

In the endless torment and painful waiting, he did not know how long he had been waiting.

He didn't know that he was already in the coffin, waiting for three days.

Three days is enough to kill everyone.

Finally, just as he was about to fall into a deep sleep, he heard the rustling of footsteps outside the coffin.

"Zhou Ying?"

As soon as the tentative voice came out, he immediately woke up.

After three days of thirst, his throat seemed to be filled with lead, and he could not make a sound.He could only curl his fingers and knock on the coffin board desperately.

"Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock."

In the dark, every heartbeat and every knock is thrilling.However, people who wander around are ignorant of this.

He didn't ask him why he was late, and he also forgot the torment of the past few days.He made a weak voice to remind the other party that he was still here.

However, the other party stopped shouting.

"There are... nails on the coffin?" He heard the other party's voice from a distance, "Could it be..."

—No, I didn't, I...

"Zhou Ying..." He heard crying, "Zhou Ying..."

— no, I —

He heard the man seem to sigh, and sat down by the tree.

This scene is a bit funny, he is clearly alive, but the other party doesn't know it.When he died, he was still crying.

He bit his lip with all his strength, intending to make a last struggle.

However, he heard the scholar's voice.

"...That's fine. You should also know...I can't be with you for a long time!"

He froze.

"You are a low-level actor, and you are still... and I... I will be named on the gold list in the future. If you run away, that's it. But if I run away too... my career in this life will be over!"

"Last month was your birthday. I was going to choose a ring for you in the market...Unexpectedly, I fell in love with the same thing as the prefect's young daughter. We...I can't go with you, you understand Is it? I can't go with you, a great future is in front of my eyes, but after all, you are kind to me... You are coercing me with kindness, I! These days, I have been afraid to face you, and now you have... ...then that's fine..."

That's fine too.

Persisting in the will to survive for three days without water or rice, at this moment, it was completely exhausted.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep completely in the darkness, sinking slowly in the dark deep pool.

Dark and thick emotions surged up, and he closed his eyes, his face expressionless.

The scholar left, and on the empty mass grave, only the sound of a ghost crying was left.

In this deadly air, he heard his dry voice, and he could sing softly again.

The body also suddenly became lighter.

"It's as white as snow on a mountain, as bright as the moon between clouds.

Wen Jun had two intentions, so he came to an end.

Today's fighting reception, Mingdangou water head.

The water flows from the ditch to the ditch.

Desolate complex desolate, no need to cry when marrying.

Would like to have as one people, old age is not way off.

How curled up the bamboo pole is, and what the tail of the fish is! "

In the deep pit, the originally tightly closed coffin oozes blood.

The crimson liquid spread to the surroundings, and all the souls who died in vain, and all the corpses without owners, were swept in by this overwhelming blood vortex.

The original deep pit turned into a deep red and almost black pool of blood in an instant!

A figure with white hair and red clothes emerged from the pool of blood.

It raised its head, looked at the night sky, and murmured a song in its mouth.

"Death and life are bound together, talk to Zicheng."

"Hold your hand and grow old with your son."

Singing and singing, a tear of blood slipped down the corner of its eye.

——This is "Dongli", the final ending.

All sounds and pictures disappeared at this moment, and Lin Huai opened his eyes in the dark coffin.

There was no unnecessary expression on his face, and it was impossible to tell whether it was happiness or sadness.

"The fourth play - "Dongli", has been completed." The system's cold notification sounded in Lin Huai's mind, "Please try to get out of the coffin and follow the prompts to complete the fifth play - "Holding the Hand" .”

For a long time in the coffin, there was no response.

After a long time, there was a burst of laughter in the darkness.

"Hehe...hehe..."

The laughter was extremely distorted, as if it contained endless madness.

"What do you care about, the drama is finished?"

The person in the dark said softly.

"It's a rare fortune for a scholar, but a ghost appears in this world... This is the end? Haha, haha..." The person in the darkness said softly.

"This is indeed the final ending of "Dongli"."

A cold male voice sounded in the sky.

"Really?" Laughter came again in the darkness, "If the original author said this, it's up to you to decide how to make it unfinished, but today I..."

"I'm going to be a high eunuch and write a fan." The man in the darkness opened his eyes, "Even if I'm dead and nailed in a coffin, I still want to shout out in the tomb with this rotten vocal cord—— "

"Between the fourth act and the fifth act, you are missing a scene." He sat up from the coffin, "Now, let me make up for you. As for the missing scene, it is called..."

"The four great joys in life are long-term drought and nectar, encountering old friends in a foreign land, wedding night in the bridal chamber, and when the gold list is named." He put his palm on the coffin lid, "Then this scene of mine is called——"

"All joy and sorrow." He smiled, "A qualified actor should learn to add to his own drama. An arrogant and domineering clown..."

"It should be more exciting for the participants after the play is over, such as... pick up a gun and shoot the theater!"

The author has something to say: Brother Lin: I will add drama to myself