The screen is dark.

Suddenly there was a light, and a human face was printed after the light on the mobile phone screen. Pan Xing's face was full of horror.

Pan Xing struggled to remember, but his head hit the board and lie down again. The sound of the thud sound was very real, and many people couldn't help but touch their heads.

After flipping back and forth, Pan Xing realized that he was trapped in a wooden box. To be precise, it was a coffin with something on his body laying under his body and a pillow under his head.

Pan Xing slapped hard, calling for anyone, and there was no reply. The surroundings were covered with darkness.

Unsuccessful call, Pan Xing suddenly remembered that he still had a cell phone. He took out his cell phone and clicked on the address book. There were only four or five people in the address book. Click the first one and dialed it through.

"Hey? It's me, Wang Wenxiang, listen to me..."

Doudou...

"Fuck!" Wang Wenxiang roared.

Then dial out to another mobile phone number.

"Hey? Hello, Zheng Ji Coffin Shop, who are you?" A man's voice came from there.

"Boss Zheng, it's me, it's me, Wang Wenxiang, the one who bought the coffin for my mother."

There was also a voice over there and smiled, "So it's Mr. Wang, what else do you have? Do you still need a coffin?"

"No, listen to me..." Wang Wenxiang gasped.

"Would you like paper money, paper man, paper car? Our store has enough money to spend 5,000 yuan and get a pair of paper cranes for free. Paper cranes are made by a master of the master sitting down and the cranes, which will definitely make the old lady become an immortal." The boss asked enthusiastically again.

"I don't want it." Wang Wenxiang refused.

"Listen to me, Mr. Zheng, why am I wrong in the coffin for my mother?" Wang Wenxiang asked incoherently.

Mr. Zheng sneered, completely different from the enthusiasm he had just now.

"Mr. Wang, what are you kidding? What does it have to do with me if you are in the coffin? I am a coffin, not a funeral. If you want to have funerals, I can introduce someone to you."

"Mr. Zheng, I'm in the coffin now. Can you save me?" Pan Xing asked nervously.

Mr. Zheng laughed, "Mr. Wang, I still have something to do. If you still want to order a coffin and find me, I'll hang it up."

"you……"

Doudou...

"Hold!"

Wang Wenxiang beat his body hard.

Flipped the address book and dialed another number.

A long time after the blind voice, a cold woman's voice came from over there.

"Didn't you agree to never contact me again after a while? Why call me again?" the woman asked in a deep voice.

"Wife, listen to me, I..."

"We are divorced." The woman said coldly.

"Yali, listen to me, I was locked in a coffin. Can you save me?" Wang Wenxiang said in a crying voice.

The woman sneered, "Wang Wenxiang, why are you always like this? You won't let me go after divorce? I was kidnapped last time, I had a car accident last time, and your mother was seriously ill. Why is it so difficult to tell the truth from your mouth? I have no money to give it to you. I do two jobs a day to take care of the children. I am really tired and don't want to listen to your childish nonsense anymore. Please let me go?"

"Yali, I really didn't lie to you this time, I'm really..."

"Trained in the coffin? Then call the police, why are you looking for me?" After saying that, the woman hung up the phone angrily.

Wang Wenxiang beat him hard.

Click on the call record. The last call was not long ago, and it was called the alarm number, followed by a number, 19.

I called the alarm again with my cell phone.

"Hey, police? I'm reporting the case, I'm locked in a coffin, save me, save me." Wang Wenxiang said excitedly.

After a moment of silence there, he hung up.

"Hold!"

Wang Wenxiang roared angrily.

After flipping through the address book, he called another number.

After a while, a delicate voice from a woman came.

"Brother Xiang, you are so dead, you finally remember me." The woman said in a coquettish manner.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm trapped in the coffin, come and save me."

"Aiya Brother Xiang, you are messing with me again. Brother Xiang, Brother Xiang, I like a small bag, please buy it for me."

"I'm trapped in the coffin now. You can find someone to save me first!" Wang Wenxiang roared.

The delicate woman was stunned for a moment, "Brother Xiang, you didn't lie to me, are you?"

"What did I lie to you?"

"Brother Xiang, have you offended someone?"

"How the hell do I know? Come and save me."

Suddenly, a man's smirk came from the other side of the phone. The delicate woman moaned and hung up the phone.

"Don't worry, fuck! I'm..."

Wang Wenxiang then opened the address book, but there were only a few contacts, and his fingers were suspended on the note that he was mother's contact person for a long time.

Finally, he called another person below.

The beeping sound took a long time before the phone was answered.

"Who?"

"Old classmate, it's me and I am Wang Wenxiang."

"Why did you change your number again?"

"Old classmate, don't worry about so much, help me. I'm trapped in the coffin. Can you call the police to save me? Please."

There was silence for a long time, "Why don't you call the police yourself?"

Wang Wenxiang was silent.

"Old classmate, you almost stop. You will be punished by God. My daughter has not collected all the medical expenses now. I don't blame you. Just do this. If you die, don't do anything bad about the gods in the future."

"Listen to me, I'll give you the money and let your daughter have surgery. How about you..."

Doudou...

The phone has been hung up.

Wang Wenxiang was lying in the coffin, his breathing was already a little uncomfortable, he was sweating profusely, and his oxygen was getting less and less.

All the phones in the address book have been dialed.

Wang Wenxiang hesitated for a moment and finally decided to call the phone again.

The phone rang for a long time and the other side was connected.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Zheng said impatiently.

"Boss Zheng, have I done something I'm sorry for you? If so, can I apologize to you? But can you stop killing me? I don't want to die. Please let me go out of the coffin?"

"Idiot, I'll beg if I die." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Wang Wenxiang called his ex-wife again.

After this connection, a child's tender and sweet voice was heard.

"Hello?"

Wang Wenxiang's whole body stiffened for a moment.

"Ni Ni, it's dad, it's dad."

"I don't have a dad." The little voice was very nippled, but when he said this, it seemed very angry. How much resentment could a child say such words?

The other end of the phone changed his voice, which was the voice of Wang Wenxiang’s ex-wife, “Wang Wenxiang, I really think you should go to the mental hospital to have a look.”

"I'm not mentally ill, I'm really trapped in the coffin."

Wang Wenxiang had no choice but to call his lover.

"Brother Xiang, what are you doing?"

"Save me."

"Brother Xiang, you must have messed with someone. By the way, Brother Xiang, I took half of my money myself."

"Fuck you*!"

"That's it, Brother Xiang, this is considered a breakup fee and a hush fee. I will definitely be in my heart when you cheat your insurance."

The phone hangs up.

Wang Wenxiang re-spun over angrily.
Chapter completed!