Chapter 1072 Coffin Guest

No longer hesitating, Yu Chengmu looked at the face of the corpse, moved forward, adjusted his breathing first, and then slowly held his breath.

He had heard that once a corpse with a lot of resentment came into contact with the breath of a living person, it would be easy to resurrect.

Picking up the needle and thread, he began to sew from the broken nose. Suturing the facial wound required more carefulness. Yu Chengmu slowed down. The premise of saving Jia Jinliang was to ensure his absolute safety.

But when the suturing was almost halfway done, Yu Chengmu's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly noticed something.

The mouth of the corpse was torn open, and the upper lip was divided into two halves. In other words, if you want to sew up the facial wound, you must sew up the lips.

But he is also a Yinxing person, and Yinxing has its own rules. Without perfect preparation, you must never sew the lips of the dead with thread.

"Oh no..."

Yu Chengmu thought to himself that it was not good. He said that this mission would not be so easy, but he didn't expect it to be waiting for him here.

After a simple search nearby, Yu Chengmu did not find a better way to break the situation. He knew that it would be futile to delay any further. He held his breath and began to sew his lips.

He planned to win with speed. As long as he was fast enough, he could leave immediately after the sew and be safe after leaving the gate of the charity cemetery.

As for Jia Jinliang... he would help if he could, but if he couldn't, he could only blame his bad luck. At most, he would find someone else to share the pot with after he got out.

After all, he had the ability, so he would be a guest of honor wherever he went.

Besides, it was impossible for Jia Jinliang to subdue someone like A Biao without some means.

But all these thoughts were completely disrupted by the sound of a sound.

"Ring——"

It was a crisp bell sound.

The first picture that Yu Chengmu could think of was the bell on the dark blue foot of the corpse in the coffin.

It was the corpse crawling out.

The corpse has risen...

If it was outside, Yu Chengmu would still have a way to deal with it, but this is a charity cemetery, with coffins and corpses everywhere, and he hasn't sewed up the corpse in front of him yet, so he needs time.

He made up his mind that even if the corpse outside rushed in, he couldn't leave this half-stitched corpse, because leaving during the stitching process was also a taboo.

And he also knew that the corpse outside might not necessarily kill him, but if the corpse in front of him stood up, he would definitely die today.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but reflected in reality, it was only a moment. Yu Chengmu calmed down and continued to sew the corpse. He tried his best to speed up.

"Ring--"

"Ring--"

The bell sounded like a death urge, getting closer and closer to him, and from time to time, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Yu Chengmu was worthy of having seen big scenes. While sewing the corpse, he thought about the bell outside.

Slowly, he also realized that something was wrong.

The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground was obviously caused by the coffin lid being opened and falling to the ground. Normal thinking would lead to the corpse inside being stimulated to rise up and push the coffin lid open from the inside.

In other words, with each sound of falling, a corpse rises up.

But why is there only one bell sound?

Could it be that the remaining corpses have no bells on their feet?

Yu Chengmu didn't think so. He listened carefully and soon another bold guess took shape in his mind.

There might be only one corpse rising up outside, and at this moment, this corpse is lifting the coffin lids of the remaining coffins one by one. It wants to let all the corpses out!

Yu Chengmu didn't dare to think about it anymore. Finally, after suffering a lot of torture, the last stitch was closed and the task of mending the corpse was completed.

At this moment, the bell sound outside also disappeared.

Yu Chengmu's forehead was sweating. He knew that he succeeded.

He turned around and carefully pulled open a gap with the white cloth. Looking out through the gap, the scene in front of him was really shocking.

The covers of more than a dozen coffins outside were opened, not simply opened, but blown away, and some even smashed into pieces on the ground.

The dark clouds dispersed, and a burst of bright moonlight splashed down. Yu Chengmu's pupils suddenly shrank, and a line of wet footprints appeared on the ground. The footprints stretched sparsely all the way to the wooden door of the charity cemetery and then disappeared.

No!

He suddenly understood that the thing just now... was not in the charity cemetery, but came from outside. Looking in the direction of the footprints, Yu Chengmu couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and he heard a faint sound of waves in his ears.

That thing... came out of the river.

But no matter what that thing is, Yu Chengmu is sure that he is safe after completing his mission. Since he is safe, he will continue with the next thing.

He still has nearly half of his incense left, and he still has time to leave some gifts for the next person.

He slowly lifted the cloth next door and walked in. The layout inside was similar to his side. He walked straight to the three incense sticks on the ground. After thinking for a moment, he gently pinched two of them with his fingernails and inserted them from the 1/3 position.

Then he arranged the incense sticks in the order of short, long, short, and inserted them into the incense burner.

He inserted the long incense stick in the middle by an extra 1/3, so that from the outside, the three incense sticks were the same length and there was no problem.

But if he lit them rashly, it would trigger the taboo that two short and one long incense sticks should not be used when offering incense, and the consequences can be imagined.

Yu Chengmu seized the time and simply checked the corpse on the shelf. The left hand of the corpse was there, but it was also broken, so he could just pick it up.

The left hand again...

After thinking for a moment, Yu Chengmu looked to the other side.

A very important question has arisen.

At most, only three people will come tonight, so why are there four isolated small rooms?

What is the last unnumbered room used for?

He walked slowly over, passed through Room 3 belonging to Jia Jinliang, and came to the last small room. The layout in front of him was exactly the same as the rooms of the three of them, and there was also a corpse lying on the shelf.

A guess emerged in Yu Chengmu's mind. He walked slowly over, picked up the incense on the ground, and prepared to break it, but just when he used a little force, suddenly, the corpse lying on the shelf opened its eyes without warning.

Yu Chengmu immediately dared not move.

Now Yu Chengmu understood that this room was probably used as a control group to prevent the first person to destroy all the props of the next person.

For example, even if he destroyed the next person's incense, as long as the next person had the courage to come to the last room to take a look, he would find something different. At the same time, he could take away the incense here to replace the destroyed props.

"You are really thoughtful..." Yu Chengmu's face twitched, and he looked resentful.

After testing, all the props here could not be damaged, but when Yu Chengmu tried to test the corpse that looked the most problematic, the corpse closed its eyes.

"So that's how it is..." Yu Chengmu narrowed his eyes.

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