Chapter 10: The coffin is placed in the center 　　"How come I've never heard of …… a Taoist temple here?" 　　The Taoist temple was already dilapidated, with broken walls and walls that had gone through countless storms, and it was unknown how many years it had existed. 　　The line of sight swept past, and in the night, the flashlight's light revealed an inexplicable mystery. 　　Meng Fan approached the past step by step, a wisp of dark clouds happened to disperse, the moonlight of the waning moon, shone down from the gaps in the clouds, enveloping the Taoist temple, forming a brightly shining cover, the once green bricks and green tiles had already become corrupted over the years, and were working hard to reflect the moonlight, proving their existence. 　　This moonlight that fell from the sky rather added a lot of sacredness to this Taoist temple. 　　"Ta-ta." 　　It was too quiet, and Meng Fan listened to the sound of his own footsteps as he slowly, tentatively, raised his steps into the moonlight, passed through the door of the Taoist Temple, and entered the courtyard. 　　Standing in the courtyard of the Taoist temple, raising his eyes and looking around, a strange feeling rose in his heart, tinged with alienation. 　　Granny Zhang said that here he might be able to obtain the creation, such as learning the art of ghosts and gods of paper tying people, and even if he didn't have the creation, he wouldn't be able to die. 　　But …… it doesn t feel right. 　　In the middle of the courtyard there is a huge incense burner, there has long been no smoke and fire, rust, like dead in time look, can smell a distant twilight flavor, can not see the day of the heyday of the smoke and fire, in the moonlight some of the lifeless. 　　Meng Fan reached out and touched the incense burner, touch some cold, rubbed his hands, full of patina, very unclean look. 　　The weeds under his feet swayed, brushing his ankles, itching, like a woman's hair, when the wind blew, it scratched his face, and he couldn't help but scratch it. 　　In addition to the weeds swaying, everything was awfully quiet, even the moonlight was frozen as if it was motionless. 　　Meng Fan bypassed the incense burner and gazed forward, the door to the Taoist Temple's main hall had long since weathered and fallen off, as if it was a widow who no longer guarded the indifferent morality of chastity and had opened the door wide, waiting for someone to visit her. 　　"Hoo-" 　　Meng Fan took a deep breath, looking at the dark interior of the main hall, made up his mind, will flashlight light a little bit, from the ground to move up, to the inside of the light, this careful as if it is the night of the wedding, one by one to remove the bride's wedding clothes, faded one, there is another, careful, full of expectation, to find the inside of the moving place. 　　However, the fact is naturally not so beautiful, reflected in Meng Fan's eyes, is a coffin! 　　There was a coffin in the center of the hall! 　　This coffin does not know how many years of experience, has also appeared to be some weathering, wooden coffin body pieces peeled off, fell a wood chip, giving a person a kind of rotten, ominous feeling, Meng Fan even smelled the smell of the dead. 　　Do not enter, these four words came to Meng Fan's mind. 　　If there weren't life-suppressing ghosts outside, Meng Fan would have turned around and walked back, even if there really was a heavenly creation in here that would allow him to drink and let his voice be heard, it wasn't enough to take that risk. 　　The way back should be no more, at this moment to turn back, Meng Fan will roughly imagine a scene, that paper horse has been torn into pieces, sprinkled with crumbs, as if the gust of wind ravaged toilet paper, after the wind stops, scattered on the ground, full of unpleasant …… and that ghostly shadow, will stand there waiting, mouth said …… to …… to …… 　　Or even nothing to say, they directly hand, he will be like a dead column, the soul flies away, eyes stained with blood pupil, bubbling with black blood, the taste is fishy, indecent, disgusting …… 　　Then Zhang will notify his father, the folks will also find over, his father gave him an autopsy, is crying …… mother also beside the crying …… 　　Sun village chief should also long sigh, the village's only college student, so dead …… 　　"Can not go back ah!" 　　Under the thought, Meng Fan's temperament slowly changed, less a point of youthfulness, more a few points of vicissitudes, can not be swayed by too many things, and then beautiful purple and red scenery, weathered the frost, will become …… different. 　　There are many people who say that this is …… maturity. 　　There are a few cruelty in the tone. 　　"Go in." 　　As if he was brave, he persuaded himself, raised his steps into the main hall, and approached the coffin. 　　"Bang bang!" 　　Never heard his heartbeat so clearly, messy, panicked, seemingly to jump out of his chest, and then grow two legs, regardless of Meng Fan, escaped on his own …… 　　"Open?" 　　Meng Fan's eyes were straight, staring at the coffin, hesitating, and in the end, he still felt that he should not take the risk, and it was quite unlucky to see a dead person. 　　He circled around the hall, also found a shrine, the shrine enshrined a spirit plate, the spirit plate is blank, without writing any words, in addition to the ground dropped some trivial objects, also no its worth exploring things, only this coffin, in an eye-catching, unquestionable appearance, appeared in the center of the hall, seems to tell Meng Fan, quickly open, the secrets are all in this inside! 　　"That …… goes back?" 　　Meng Fan looked outside, the moonlight dimmed, perhaps again covered by clouds, the weeds swing more violently, the wind, big, blowing into the great hall, like a baby in the mournful cry – 　　"Oo…… oo……" 　　Not long after, the moonlight completely hidden, in addition to the light of the flashlight, there is no other light, dark. 　　The night was as substantial as it was, sticky, pitch black, pressing in from the outside, wrapping Meng Fan up, and it seemed to be difficult to even breathe. 　　"Uh …… it's not just a coffin, fuck it!" 　　Meng Fan shook his flashlight, the light was like a sharp sword, piercing the darkness, his gaze became firm, very powerful, remembering a very hot blooded word, he gasped and shouted out. 　　"Blade to the bone, have to fight!" 　　"Battle with your back to the water, if you don't win, you'll die!" 　　He scratched his tingling scalp and gritted his teeth, also knowing that this phrase was probably inappropriate to use here, except that it fit his state of mind at the moment – 　　He wanted to live! 　　"Old me went to college, the only college student in the village." 　　"Laozi is a talented man, rejected the pursuit of many girls …… uh …… this is afraid to spend money …… also some can not see people ……" 　　"Laozi physical education class study is martial arts, sparring combat, but also taijiquan, afraid of a bird!" 　　Woody hit the gas, hand slowly, with trembling, reached out to the coffin, buckled to the gap in the coffin lid, a force, but did not open, is nailed down. 　　Appear bizarre is, from the top of the coffin, there is not a nail, bare …… 　　"What about no coffin nails ……" 　　"But clearly nailed, how did the body go in?" 　　"It's hard to ……" 　　The uneasiness in Meng Fan's heart grew strong, and he violently retracted his hand, deducing on and coming to the conclusion that the corpse had drilled itself into the coffin and nailed it shut from the inside. 　　Thinking about it further, a more reasonable explanation would be that when the person was alive, they had already laid into the coffin and then sealed it, quietly waiting to die. 　　"If this is really the case …… what a ruthless person!" 　　Meng Fan's eyebrows wrinkled up, looking around, trying to find some tools, with violence pry open forget, but tried a few things, warped the coffin lid clicking, still can not open. 　　Efforts for a while, not much progress, had to stop, disheveled sitting on the ground, back against the coffin, some despair staring at the door behind the incense burner, he almost heard the whistling of the ghosts, probably can not wait for dawn, I do not know what in the coffin in the end, the old lady also said, even if there is no fortune, here also can not die …… 　　That ghost thing is about to come. 　　It should be pitched again. 　　"Ka ka ka!" 　　"Ka ka ka!" 　　Just at this time, the coffin was ringing with a subtle sound, and the sound traveled through the coffin, reaching Meng Fan's back and ringing in his heart, and along with it, there was a slight vibration that was very distinctive ……