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Cover the coffin with her?

I stood up and looked at Axiang suspiciously, but didn't take action.

"Even now, you still don't believe what I said? If I had known I wouldn't have saved you just now, I would have let you be eaten by the old man!" Axiang was a little angry, and pushed the heavy coffin lid beside him in a fit of anger. .

Her strength was too weak, so she gritted her teeth and worked hard for a long time, but she could only push the coffin lid towards the coffin body for a short distance, and she was so tired that she was sweating.

"I can help, but I have a condition." I walked closer to Axiang and said calmly.

"What conditions?" Axiang stopped and looked at me in surprise.

"Tell me about your relationship with the coffin shop and your purpose tonight."

"Didn't I say it before? My dad was the second owner of the coffin shop. He was hanged here. Today is his memorial day. I'm here to pay homage to him." Axiang repeated the previous reason.

"That's it? What about Wuming?"

Asian paused for a moment before replying: "His wife was the third owner of the coffin shop, and she was also hanged here. As for his purpose tonight, maybe like me, he came to see his wife."

"Didn't you say that his wife was cheated to death by him? If he is so heartless, why would he come back?"

"Do you think he wants to come back?" Axiang sneered, "If he doesn't come back to help his wife, he won't be able to go anywhere."

"What was his wife's last wish?"

"How do I know this?" Axiang was a little impatient, "Can you help or not? Time is limited, if you keep inking, this old thing will crawl out again!"

"I have another question." I didn't rush to do it.

"What?"

"According to what you said, whichever coffin corresponds to whichever boss, isn't the person who climbed out of the coffin just now the nameless wife?"

"That's right."

"What happened to his wife?"

Axiang glanced at the third coffin and said, "She is very old, very thin, and very ugly. I don't know exactly what she is. Can't you tell by taking a look for yourself?"

"However, she was locked in the coffin for many days by Wuming. She was so hungry that she hanged herself. Maybe her last wish was to eat Wuming."

A Xiang’s teasing smile made me shiver.

"What about your father? Why did he hang himself?"

"You have so many questions. I've already said what I need to say. Can you help me?" Axiang frowned and was unwilling to answer any more.

"Help." I nodded, "You don't have to move, I can do it alone."

Axiang was stunned for a moment, then smiled indifferently, stood aside and watched.

I put the phone in my pocket, walked over and pushed the coffin lid to the side of the coffin, then picked it up and covered it.

The coffins are all made of solid wood, but the lid is also extremely heavy. It took a lot of effort for me to close the lid.

Because the phone was placed in my pocket and the light was blocked by the fabric, I was never able to clearly see the appearance of the monster in the coffin. It was vaguely human-like, with limbs as thin as bamboo poles but a bulging belly like a frog.

I couldn't help but shudder when I thought that Wuming might be in its belly.

What kind of hatred happened between them that made Wuming want to lock him in the shop and starve?

The story of every owner of the coffin shop seems not to be simple.

Regarding her father, Axiang must not have told the truth.

I clapped my hands and returned to the altar table to relight the red candle.

Axiang lowered her head and pinched her hands together as if she were holding something. Her expression could not be seen clearly and she had no idea what she was thinking.

The candlelight danced, and the four coffins stood quietly in the center of the lobby. It was dark and uncertain, and it seemed that something might crawl out at any time.

I looked at the time again.

There are still 2 hours until dawn.

Although it didn't last long, there was always a feeling of darkness before dawn, as if something more terrifying would happen.

"Holy shit, was that ghost crawling out of the coffin just now?"

"Anchor, the scenes and details you created this time are too realistic! It's so scary!"

"Recite the Eight-Character Mantra silently and kill all monsters and monsters instantly!"

"Barrage body protection!"

There were still many water friends here at this time. Looking at their comments, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. It would be great if all this was false.

"Why didn't any relatives come to pay respects to the first coffin?" I asked to break the silence. I wanted to spend the rest of the time safely, and it never hurts to know more.

"The whole family is dead, what do you think?" Axiang asked.

"How much do you know about that red coffin? Is the fourth boss alive or dead?"

"Do you have too many questions?" Axiang looked at me meaningfully, "Don't get too happy too early. The show tonight has just begun, and that old thing is just an appetizer."

"What?" My heart sank, as expected.

Before he could ask any more questions, the dim candlelight suddenly went out, and the coffin shop suddenly returned to darkness.

There seemed to be many things ready to move in the darkness.

"The show is about to begin, you won't survive tonight!" Axiang grinned and smiled strangely.