snake coffin

Chapter 592 Not Exactly
I watched people in Qingshui Town put their heads close to the blood lice in strange ways.

And the blood lice that originally crawled from the soles of their feet to their heads now all crawled from their heads into the green belt.

The fog in the air became thicker, and it seemed like something was rolling in the fog from time to time.

Thinking of the Feng family's mirage, I didn't dare to stand in front of the window for too long, so I turned around and knocked on the closed door.

Abao and Mo Xiu didn't know what they were playing inside. Abao giggled and even the door shook.

"Moxiu!" I thought of the fog outside, fearing that the laughter would disturb the things in the fog, I whispered: "There is something wrong."

My voice wasn't very loud, but the laughter inside stopped immediately.

Following Mo Xiu, he opened the door with Abao in his arms and looked at me doubtfully.

I glanced at him: "Is there any magic to hide the aura? There is something in the fog outside."

Mo Xiu immediately shook his hand, and the black robe turned into a big cloak, covering the three of us.

Between his breaths, there was instantly the sulfurous smell of Yin and Yang pool water on Mo Xiu's body.

I used to smell An Xin, but now I smell it, but I feel flustered.

But Ah Bao thought he was playing with him, covered his mouth, pulled the black robe covering his head to cover his forehead, and smiled at me until his eyes narrowed.

But Mo Xiu rolled up the black robe and wrapped us all up. Then he hugged Ah Bao and walked towards the window.

Three people, wrapped in a robe, I can't do it unless I follow.

But when he reached the window, Mo Xiu glanced out.

He immediately closed the curtains and said to me: "The things in the fog are very strange. They are half hidden and half visible. I can't sense them at the moment."

"You can't sense it either?" I suddenly felt that the problem was a bit serious.

If it's just Ah Entropy, we at least have Ah Wen who is more familiar with her. Once she really threatens all the creatures on the ground, Ah Wen might know about Ah Entropy's weakness like the gate of life.

But even Mo Xiu can't sense what this is, so that's troublesome, right?

"It concerns the entire Qingshui Town people. I'm afraid that I'll be alarmed by my spiritual thoughts, so I don't dare to take it too seriously." Mo Xiu's face also became serious.

He said to me: "They should be letting the blood lice return to the ground, and they won't be able to wake up for a while. Let's take this opportunity to go to Mrs. Fan's side to see what's in the closet."

I stretched out my hand to slightly open the curtains and glanced outside. Those people were lying like radishes that had fallen on the ground.

If they were not facing the green belt above their heads, but facing each other two by two, it would be a bit like the bodies in the snake coffin.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but squint my eyes and expressed my thoughts to Mo Xiu.

Mo Xiu was also stunned for a moment, nodded towards me, and whispered: "Maybe it has something to do with it."

The bodies in the snake coffin are opposite each other.

As far as we know so far, they are opposite to each other, but they seem to be two completely different personalities.

They draw vitality from the snake coffin and remain as they were created.

But everything is mutual. What if all the people in Qingshui Town are raising the same thing with the blood lice on their heads going underground?

Long Qixu was able to build nine evil coffins based on the snake coffins, trapping the consciousness of the snake coffins.

Mrs. Long, who is not young in Qingshui Town, has gained a bit.

Mo Xiu and I looked at each other, and we both saw worry in each other's eyes.

Sure enough, people like Mrs. Long who live a long time are good.

I would do something from time to time, but over time, I don’t know how many things I did secretly.

However, there was no movement from the people outside. Moxiu and I exchanged glances, lifted the black robe, and walked outside.

Mrs. Fan was also lying down in the green belt downstairs. It was easy for Mo Xiu to open the door.

Afraid of A Bao running around, Mo Xiu kept holding A Bao.

The three of them went straight to Mrs. Fan's closet. The closet door was still closed, and there was an iron chain lock on the opposite handle.

Apparently, we wanted to look at the closet during the day, which made them all wary.

Mo Xiu glanced at it, handed Abao to me, and signaled me to take a step back, and then reached out to unlock it.

Thinking of the grandma's appearance in the closet, I couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Holding Abao tightly in his arms, he took a step back slightly, but held the stone knife tightly in his hand.

As if sensing my nervousness, Abao quickly put his arms around my neck and kissed me.

He also knew not to speak, and looked at me with small eyes, and then kissed me again.

This is comforting me silently, and my heart feels weak instantly.

The dead are gone, but new life is the hope.

At this moment, Mo Xiu gently pulled open the iron chain, and then slowly opened the door.

In the closet, I saw a circle of iron chains around Lao Fan's neck, and chains on his hands and feet.

There were two large iron rings nailed into the closet behind him, locking him inside.

Seeing the closet door open, he immediately put a smile on his face, pushed up his glasses, and called out: "Tiantian, you're here."

Moxiu and I looked at each other, feeling something was wrong.

Mo Xiu immediately leaned over and said to Lao Fan, "Come out."

"I won't make you angry anymore, Tiantian." Lao Fan still leaned in the closet with an honest look.

Looking at Mo Xiu, he was full of affection: "Tiantian, I want to eat the loach tofu soup you cooked. The one you cooked is the most delicious. The tofu is seasoned with salt first, and the onions are boiled until half rotten. It is sweet and fragrant."

What he said was the same as what Mrs. Fan said when she was making loach and tofu soup.

"It's spring now, when the loaches come out. If you go to the fields at night, you can catch several kilograms in one night. You like to catch loaches with me the most..." Lao Fan's face was filled with happiness.

Obviously the person opposite him was Mo Xiu.

But he seemed to be sitting with Mrs. Fan, reminiscing about the sweet times in the past.

But when he said "Tiantian", Mo Xiu's face looked a little strange and he turned to look at me.

I was also a little embarrassed for a while, but my heart was still a little sour when I saw Lao Fan's nagging face.

"It's the grandpa who gave us sweets." Abao still remembered her and whispered in my ear: "Did he do something wrong? Is he so...disobedient?"

When Abao said this, he looked at me with fear in his eyes.

Rubbed into the crook of my neck: "Mom, A Bao is very well-behaved."

"Well, my A Bao is really good." I felt sad listening to A Bao's words.

Stretching out his hand to caress Ah Bao's head, he looked at Lao Fan who was still thinking about it.

He is still muttering: "When there is a lot of rain in spring, your back will hurt. Remember to buy some moxa sticks and moxibustion yourself. I want to give you moxibustion too, but why don't you let me. Sweet, did I make you angry? ?”

He said, looking at Mo Xiu eagerly again, with a sincere expression on his face.

He stretched out his hand to push up his glasses and smiled sheepishly: "We are an old married couple. If anything happens, just tell me and I will change it..."

Mo Xiu's back suddenly stiffened, and he slowly reached out to close the wardrobe door.

"Sweet." Lao Fan looked at the closet door that was slowly closing, with disappointment flashing across his face, but he still said: "Cover in spring and freeze in autumn, remember to cover more when you go to bed at night. Your feet are cold, first boil water and pour it yourself." Hot water bottle to warm your feet.”

After the closet door was completely closed, Mo Xiu turned to look at me.

A trace of discomfort flashed across his face, and he was about to hang up the chain lock when he whispered behind my back: "They don't have any sense."

I nodded to Mo Xiu, turned around with Abao in my arms and was about to go out, when I saw the blood louse holding the thread crawling in from the outside and quickly crawled into the crack of the door.

Obviously Mo Xiu also saw it, and the hand holding the chain froze.

I quickly turned around with A Bao in my arms, and saw Mrs. Fan standing at the door of the room with a calm face, looking at the closet that was not locked yet.

Mo Xiu threw away the iron chain directly, and stepped in front of me.

He was obviously afraid of Mrs. Fan, and like Aunt Liu and the others, he turned into a snake and pounced on her.

But Mrs. Fan just looked at the closet, and said solemnly: "See it?"

"Yeah." Mo Xiu hummed, but still didn't move.

Mrs. Fan seemed a little tired, she sat on the ground along the door frame.

His eyes seemed to be looking at the closet door through us, and he murmured: "The person inside is my wife, but not entirely."

A person who is kept alive by blood lice is no different from a living person in terms of appearance and emotions except that he is a dead person.

Mrs. Fan's face seemed extremely disappointed, her voice was deep and hoarse, and she sighed faintly: "Obviously yes, but why doesn't it feel like it's not the case? Lao Fan is sometimes nice to me, but most of the time he is cold-faced."

I was stunned for a moment, but then I heard Mrs. Fan say again: "He said it himself, if you are suddenly nice to others, you are doing something wrong. If you are always so nice, it is too fake."

"Old Fan always throws away the bowl after eating, don't care about it, he won't help me wash the dishes. But he will..." Mrs. Fan said here.

Looking up at Mo Xiu: "Old Fan will only scold me with a cold face. At such an age, only loach boiled tofu can be sold. Even if you like it, you will hate it."

"The only time he invited me to watch a movie in the town theater for the first time was when we first met. He called me Tiantian once. He wouldn't call me Tiantian all the time. He found it embarrassing and disgusting." Mrs. Fan's eyes were blank.

I don't know where to look, my lips trembled: "The one in the closet is obviously him, but it's not."

(End of this chapter)