0p0 Chapter 450 [Train] Carrying the Coffin
Chapter 450 [Train] Carrying the Coffin
Chen Ji and Du Tingfeng moved slowly, their necks stiff, one in front and one behind, their eyes fixed on each other's faces.
Just to avoid... looking at the coffin they were carrying.
The vermilion paint was already peeling, but the pale white characters for "mourning" were still intact. The coffin lid was half open, and a man's head was faintly visible.
The owner of this head should have had a very handsome appearance, but now he is pale and emaciated.
The familiar chill swept over Chen Ji once again.
He knew the ghost in the coffin, and his gaze shifted from Du Tingfeng back to himself.
Since it opened its eyes, the ghost's eyelids have never closed again.
But Chen Ji had no time to worry about that; he was more concerned with other issues:
Where exactly is that old woman taking them?
Also, why did that old woman, the crazy woman in the story, never appear before, even though she wasn't a ghost?
Rewind to ten minutes earlier.
In the courtyard, the moment the coffin lid popped open, Chen Ji had already confirmed that the male corpse inside was the one who had been enslaved by the ghost to repair the railway. But the next second, he and Du Tingfeng were both stunned.
The male corpse had clearly become a ghost, but it was unable to leave the coffin!
Several long nails pierced its body, securing it firmly inside the coffin.
This ghost clearly didn't want to be confined inside; its eyes were filled with resentment and malice.
The madwoman on the side slowly stopped sobbing, and after a long while, she raised her head, her expression already numb.
She slowly rolled up her sleeves.
By the moonlight, Chen Ji and Du Tingfeng could clearly see that the other person's old arm was red as if it had been burned, with countless gashes on it, the flesh turned outwards, most of it was rotten and oozing pus, emitting a foul stench.
But one of the gashes, which seemed to have just appeared, was still bleeding crimson blood.
"Blood......"
Chen Ji's eyes narrowed slightly. Ghosts are not immune to injury, but even if they are injured, as long as they don't die instantly, they will definitely heal themselves.
Did the crazy woman want to tell them that she wasn't a ghost?
If she really isn't a ghost, then perhaps that could explain why she was clearly a young woman in her twenties in the story, but now looks extremely old.
Because ghosts don't age, but humans do!
But if she is human, then why is she carrying a ghost on her back?
There was no answer to this question for the time being. The madwoman pointed to the coffin, hunched over, and turned to walk outside.
All that remained was a vermilion coffin and Chen Ji and his companion, who were staring at each other in bewilderment.
"She... wants us to carry her coffin?"
Du Tingfeng asked hesitantly, but the madwoman, though silent, clearly meant the same thing.
Chen Ji nodded, a sense of absurdity rising within him as well.
He looked at the ghost in the coffin and felt a strong chill even without getting close; it must be a powerful and malevolent ghost.
After thinking it over, Chen Ji decided to go and carry the coffin first. He wanted to see what that crazy woman was up to.
and......
It seemed that the madwoman was under the same curse as he was.
He noticed that the madwoman's skin was just as red as his own.
The two men lifted the coffin and walked outside.
Not far away, the madwoman was walking unsteadily. Even without the coffin pressing down on her, her steps were still very slow, as if she were waiting for the two of them.
"She may be more deeply tainted by the curse."
Chen Ji quickened his pace and walked forward.
"You mean the wounds on her body?" Du Tingfeng immediately understood what he meant.
"Correct."
Chen Ji's expression was not good: "I was thinking about how this curse would evolve."
"Then I remembered what you said before, that critically ill patients have a strange smell..."
It is known that the monk in the photo is a ghost and seriously ill.
Most illnesses do not lead to immediate death, but rather to a gradual deterioration.
At first, you only become weak on the outside, but then it slowly progresses inward until finally, the pain inside your body is so intense that it feels like you're dying.
"Assuming that the curse is related to the disease, then it may also follow the pattern of going from the outside in."
Chen Jidao said, "First it's the skin, then like a madwoman, the flesh begins to rot."
"What's inside? Maybe it's bones, maybe it's organs... In short, this curse is like a dull knife grinding flesh; it won't kill me immediately, but will torture me little by little."
As they spoke, they carried the coffin to the madwoman's side.
The other person's sleeve was still up, but when Du Tingfeng saw the wound on the old man's arm, his expression changed slightly.
That fresh gash that was still bleeding...
In such a short time, it rotted beyond recognition.
But the madwoman seemed oblivious, not even crying out in pain, and numbly led the two of them forward.
A few minutes later, Chen Ji hesitated for a moment and noticed that they were walking towards the entrance of the village.
That's where Wan Xiaoshuang is.
But as the distance gradually shortened, the bus came into view, and the crazy woman stopped in her tracks.
She pointed to the vicinity of the bus.
Chen Ji's expression changed instantly; there were no other cars there at all!
Did you just hear the engine?
Du Tingfeng asked uncertainly.
“…No.” Chen Ji’s heart sank.
That proves that Wan Xiaoshuang did not drive away at all.
As Chen Ji placed the coffin on the ground, his sense of unease grew stronger. Recalling Wan Xiaoshuang's earlier words, he immediately opened his phone. He hadn't had time to read the messages Wan Xiaoshuang had replied to him.
The three words: simple
【Where are you? 】
"......"
This doesn't sound like something Wan Xiaoshuang would say in this situation.
Based on his understanding of Wan Xiaoshuang, he knew that once she saw his message, she would definitely not ask any more questions. She was well aware of the whole story!
Since she knew Chen Ji was cursed, she should have understood that there must be ghosts nearby and wouldn't have entered the village rashly.
Chen Ji turned off the text message, turned on the flashlight, and shone it on the road he had come from in the village.
There were no new tire tracks.
At this point, Chen Ji had confirmed that Wan Xiaoshuang, whom he had spoken to earlier, was problematic!
She never came.
That's only one possibility.
"Our phone calls have been intercepted by ghosts."
Chen Ji turned to Du Tingfeng and said, "I don't know who that ghost is, but its purpose is probably to lure us out alone."
"However, it has already left."
Considering everything that had happened before, Chen Ji suspected that he was connected to the crazy woman.
It was obvious that she brought them here as a reminder.
Does that ghost know her?
Or are they afraid of the ghost she carries?
In short, Chen Ji roughly deduced that the unknown ghost had once tried to harm him, but did not expect that Chen Ji and his companion would encounter the madwoman.
After sensing something was wrong, it tried to find out Chen Ji's location, perhaps in order to find them before the crazy woman.