Sky coffin

Logically speaking, I have no chance to come into contact with ink.

etc.

I seem to have overlooked something.

Wasn't the letter that my second uncle just gave me written in ink?

I thought carefully about what had just happened.

There is nothing weird about the yellowed letter paper and the dark ink stains.

But the combination of the two is a bit strange.

It's like someone did it on purpose.

When my second uncle saw me standing there in a daze, he said unhappily: "Xiao Su, what are you waiting for?"

I came back from my thoughts and looked at my second uncle.

The second uncle is the same as the second uncle in my impression.

If there was anything wrong, it was his normal living habits.

The second uncle will never leave the place where he lives in a mess.

I couldn't help but wonder if the second uncle in front of me was my real second uncle.

"Ah! Come right here."

I agreed and walked downstairs with my second uncle.

When I stepped onto the lightless alley again, a chill instantly rose in my heart.

It seems a little different here than when I came here.

It's not that the building has changed, but it feels more and more eerie.

Even the temperature plummeted a few degrees.

I couldn't help but shudder.

The bright moon hanging high above the head also seemed to have lost its luster, and the moonlight emitted was weak and weak.

My second uncle and I were walking on the bluestone slabs, and the dull footsteps were extremely clear. My heart trembled with every step I took.

The second uncle's movements were very slow and gentle, and the look on his face was extremely cautious.

He is afraid of something.

The lightless alley is about several hundred meters long and less than two meters wide. The buildings on both sides are very primitive. Although there are street lights, the light bulbs inside are gone.

Several street lamps were also believed to be damaged, with lampshades falling off and glass bulbs scattered on the floor.

I always feel like there are countless pairs of eyes staring at me.

This feeling is the same as when you are being watched while sleeping.

Emotions such as panic, fear, and uneasiness lingered in my heart.

Weird, this place is just so weird.

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly, a dark wind blew from behind, and a cry suddenly sounded in his ears.

There's something behind me!

I turned around sharply!

What he saw was an empty and dark alley.

I scratched my head. Could it be that I was too nervous and hallucinating?

"Woooooooo..."

The crying sounded again, this time it was particularly real.

I heard this sound when I first entered the lightless alley.

The sound of crying was everywhere.

If you listen carefully, it sounds like the sound of a door shaft turning.

I want to distinguish the direction of the sound.

But no matter how hard I concentrated, the sound seemed to ring in my ears.

I looked at my second uncle and found that his face was livid. It was obvious that he had also heard the voice.

"Go quickly."

The second uncle urged.

I nodded and followed my second uncle.

The cry followed him like a shadow. No matter how far he went, the sound did not weaken at all, but became louder.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in my ears again.

This is...the sound of playing the piano!

Someone is playing the piano in the alley!

How can this be?

Who would play the piano in such an eerie place at night?

Unless the man's brain is broken.

Excluding human beings, there is only one possibility, and that is ghosts.

While walking, I bumped into my second uncle's back.

"Second uncle, leave quickly!"

At this moment, the second uncle stood quietly, his eyes full of fear. I followed his gaze and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.