Sky coffin

After hearing this, I rolled my eyes and said, "Don't go to such trouble. She just lost her three souls and seven souls. Just find her."

After hearing this, Zhang Shiyi shook his head and said seriously: "Some Luohua Cave girls will be in love with the cave, and some will continue to look for their significant other. As that sentence says, she died in love with a smile. "

I didn't take Zhang Shiyi's words to heart at all, and chased after the old man in the direction he left.

Following the old man's footsteps, there are fewer and fewer residents around, and the environment is becoming more and more remote.

Finally, we stopped in front of an old stilted building.

This stilted building is in a dilapidated state, even worse than the one at the old man's house. However, the scenery behind this stilted building is very pleasant with green mountains and green waters.

But under such beautiful scenery, I felt the horror and gloominess of the Diaojiaolou.

The old man turned around and said to me: "This old man has a weird temper. Please don't talk nonsense later."

I nodded, and then the old man took us into the stilted building.

As soon as I stepped inside, the biting wind hit me, and I shivered subconsciously.

The stilted building is no better than the outside. The light here is dim and the atmosphere is gloomy. The dilapidated doors, windows and broken tables and chairs are covered with scratches.

There was no one in the house, and there was no trace of life.

The old man scratched his head and said with some surprise: "Why isn't this old man at home?"

As soon as I finished speaking, a dull and deep voice suddenly sounded from behind me.

"What are you doing here?"

I turned around suddenly and saw an old man wearing a coarse cloth jacket standing quietly behind me.

The old man's face was wrinkled and his expression was gloomy. The three scratches on the left half of his face were shocking.

The scratches spread directly from his left eye to his chin. The old man's eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the scars around his eyes were gathered together, making them extremely oozing.

The old man's only remaining right eye was staring at me, and the coldness in his eyes made me feel a little uncomfortable.

After watching for a while, the old man frowned, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He asked tentatively: "Who are you, Liu Longlin?"

The old man's voice was low and hoarse, like sandpaper running across a table.

I was stunned, hesitated, and replied: "He is my grandfather."

The old man's body trembled, and then he murmured in a low voice: "No wonder, no wonder, you and your grandfather are almost carved from the same mold."

Unexpectedly, grandpa’s friends are all over the place.

This is easier to handle.

The old man led us into the house and motioned for us to sit down.

After sitting down, the old man said: "Lin Duyan, these people are looking for you to do something. See if you can help them."

Lin Duyan glanced at the old man and did not answer him. Instead, he looked at me and asked, "How is your grandpa doing lately?"

I let out a long sigh and told him the news of my grandfather's death.

After Lin Duyan listened, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he raised his head and let out a sigh that was almost like a groan: "Oh, I didn't expect that Brother Long Lin also left."

Lin Duyan looked at me again and asked, "Your grandfather and I have a close relationship. Tell me, what do you want from me when you come to Baiqi Village?"

Zhang Shiyi and I looked at each other, and Zhang Shiyi nodded slightly, indicating for me to continue.

"I would like to ask you if there is any way to avoid the zombie catastrophe, or reduce the power of the catastrophe."

As soon as he said this, Lin Du's eyes froze, and then he looked at me and asked word for word: "Boy, if you want me to help you, you should get rid of all the things hidden in your heart. hide."