Even if a buried corpse is dug out again, it is impossible for it to be completely free of soil. This matter can no longer be described as weird.

Apart from being shocked, Ji Haoran and Ji Chou were still more worried. We don't care why these corpses appeared here, but one thing is for sure, that is, the ones they brought back to the palace were not human beings, because the real two sisters were

People are already dead.

"Uncle, what did we bring into the palace?" Ji Chou looked at Ji Haoran nervously.

"How can I know?" Ji Haoran cried with heartache.

Lin Pingsheng said from the side, "It's useless to talk about this right now. We are trapped here, and the top priority is to find ways to get out of it."

"Wait a minute," Ji Xiao waved to Li Pingsheng and turned to look at Ji Haoran, "Was there anyone else traveling with this elderly couple and these two young women that day?"

"No." Ji Haoran shook his head.

"Why is there an extra coffin here?" Ji Xiao raised his hand and pointed north. There was another coffin just north of the broken house. This place was supposed to be a temple for sacrifices, but the clay statue of the god had long since disappeared.

There is a coffin parked in the place of the god. Compared with the other four coffins, this coffin is larger and more completely preserved.

The three of them looked at each other, and no one could answer Ji Xiao's question.

Ji Xiao added, "I suspect that the person who trapped us here has no ill intentions towards us. This person may just want to remind us that there are spies in the palace."

"Who is this person? Why do you need to remind us?" Lin Pingsheng tilted his head and thought.

"What should we do?" Ji Haoran was worried, "My father and the others were unprepared, and I'm afraid their plot would be ruined."

"Don't be anxious," Ji Xiao said to Ji Haoran, "We already know that the two women you and Ji Chou brought into the palace are not good people. If this person just wants to remind us, his purpose has been achieved.

We shouldn’t be left here any longer. Let’s go out and try to see if we can get out.”

Hearing Ji Xiao's words, the three of them nodded in agreement, left the shabby house, got out, rode their horses and donkeys, and ran westward.

Ji Haoran and others rode in front, and Ji Chou followed behind. However, Ji Haoran and others suddenly disappeared before they ran far. Ji Chou felt this and hurriedly looked around and shouted, but Ji Haoran and others did not respond.

It came from the opposite direction, and the sound was vague and incomprehensible.

I called again, but there was still a response, but after calling several times, there was no more movement. I rode a donkey to search, and circled several times, but I couldn't find Ji Haoran and others, and I couldn't get out of the area.

Ji Haoran was nervous and flustered. He tried many things and always returned to the door of the broken house. This broken house was on a hill. Logically speaking, it would take uphill to get around here, but moving from flat ground would also occur suddenly.

Come here.

After repeated attempts to no avail, Wu Zhongyuan secretly complained, it's over, it's over, the three of them ran out and he was trapped.

It was pitch dark outside, but there was still light from the bonfire in the house. Seeing that he could not escape, Ji Chou boldly returned to the broken house, threw wood into the bonfire, and tried hard to make the bonfire more prosperous.

In the wilderness, in the middle of the night, with broken houses and weeping willows, and dead bodies in coffins, there is probably nothing more frightening than this scene in the world, and Ji Chou is no exception. The hair on his body is always standing on end, and he is covered in chicken skin.

In fact, what he was most afraid of was not the corpses in the four opened coffins, but the unopened coffin. He knew that there must be something in the coffin, but he didn’t know what was in the coffin, let alone what was inside.

When will things crawl out?

The best way to overcome fear is to have bright light. In order to keep the bonfire burning, Ji Chou began to search for flammable objects near the ruined house.

At this moment, the coffin parked due north suddenly shook slightly.

Ji Chou took a deep breath when he saw this, "Who?"

There was silence and no response.

"Who?" Ji Chou shouted loudly, "If you don't reply, I will set fire to this house."

Still no response, the coffin still shook slightly.

Without hesitation, Ji Chou took a burning firewood stick and lit the window of the broken house, then threw away the firewood stick and ran out of the house as if he was running away. He stood in the yard and watched in panic.

The firelight became brighter after the windows were burned, and the unopened coffin kept shaking slightly.

"Haha." Someone laughed, a gloomy male voice.

The sudden laughter frightened Ji Chou involuntarily. The reason why he was so frightened was because the laughter did not come from inside the room, but from not far behind him.

He took a deep breath and turned around quickly, but no one was there.

"Who?" Ji Chou asked in a trembling voice.

"I transferred them away just to give you something. It's in that coffin. Go in and get it." Strange things came from the southwest again.

Ji Chou turned around to look for him again, but still no one was there.

"Who? Who are you?" Ji Chou looked around, even looking up at the big willow tree in the yard, but no one could be found making a sound.

"What's in the coffin?" Ji Chou asked again, but there was no answer.

I called and asked again, but still no answer.

By this time, the fire had begun to spread, the roof was on fire, and the coffin in the room returned to calm and stopped shaking after the sound disappeared.

After doubtful and urgent thinking, Ji Chou took a deep breath and rushed into the broken house. Although he didn't know what was in the coffin, he was certain of one thing, that is, the person who made the sound did not intend to harm him.

Rush into the fire scene and lift the coffin lid.
Chapter completed!