I discovered a world bug.

On the other side, Shuangxi Village.

A strange thing has been happening in the village recently.

The strange thing happened in the old main room of Xu Heming's house.

The term "main hall" in the Linchuan dialect is different from the term "main hall" in other parts of Sichuan.

In Sichuan and Chongqing, the term "堂屋" (tángwū) usually refers to the living room of a house or the central room of the main house. It is similar to bedrooms or kitchens in that it indicates the type of house.

However, in Linchuan, the term "main hall" is actually a specific and strictly defined term.

It refers to a place within a family specifically used for priests and for placing ancestral tablets.

Or to be more precise, the main hall refers to the "small ancestral hall," which is the counterpart to the "large ancestral hall." It refers to the ancestral hall of a branch lineage after the bloodline has been passed down.

For example, the memorial tablet of the great-great-grandfather is enshrined in the main ancestral hall, while the memorial tablet of the great-great-grandfather is enshrined in the small ancestral hall, that is, the main hall.

This function often gives the main room a solemn and mysterious feel, and when combined with certain customs in rural Linchuan, this "solemnity" is mixed with a bit of horror or terror.

The main room of Xu Heming's house has always been a slightly eerie and complicated place.

His family is not large; from his great-grandfather to the present day, there are only three families with a dozen or so people left.

These dozen or so people originally lived in the old house where the main room was located, but a few years ago when the government promoted the rural power grid renovation, it was found that their old house was no longer suitable for the power grid renovation.

The inability to modify the power grid means that all high-power electrical appliances cannot be used.

Induction cookers, microwave ovens, electric water heaters... none of them work.

For a family that has embraced modernization, the inability to use electricity freely is one of the biggest obstacles in their lives.

So after several rounds of negotiations and receiving a government subsidy, the whole family finally moved out and rebuilt their house on a plot of land on the edge of the village. The old main room and the old house were abandoned.

But abandonment does not mean it is completely useless.

During festivals and holidays, they still come to the old ancestral hall to offer incense and pay respects to the priest.

In addition, Xu Heming's family has three elderly people, all of whom are in their twilight years, so they have prepared coffins for them well in advance.

Where should we put these coffins?

We can't exactly put it in the new house.

So of course it was placed in the old main room.

Three coffins have appeared in the overgrown old main room. Occasionally, when the gate to the courtyard directly opposite the main room is not closed properly, passersby can see the coffins inside at a glance.

The scene was somewhat frightening—just imagine, a dimly lit, dilapidated main room with rotten wooden window frames.

The plaque with the inscription "Shize Guizhen" hangs on the eaves, but the paint on the characters has peeled off. Only the character "Gui" (ghost) still retains a vague shape.

In addition, there are the memorial tablets placed on the altar in the main room, and the portraits of deceased elders hanging on the walls...

Even if you're incredibly brave, wouldn't you be scared out of your wits?

Those who saw it couldn't help but curse and grumble, while some kind-hearted people could only walk up and help close the gate while cursing.

The strange thing happened when the door was being closed.

That night, a man named Xu Jiaming from the village was on his way home after drinking when he happened to pass by the old main room of Xu Heming's house.

The gate to the main room was not closed—it was unclear whether it was blown off by the wind or someone in the family had gone into the main room and forgotten to close it.

In short, unlike the previous "half-open" gate, the courtyard gate was wide open.

It was very dark inside, but darkness has its advantages; at least you couldn't see anything in the main room.

Xu Jiaming was usually quite bold and kind-hearted. Looking at the open courtyard gate, he thought of the children in the village who had to get up early for school the next day.

If a child were to witness this, they might have nightmares for days.

So he went up and closed the courtyard gate.

It was midnight, and the old latch on the courtyard gate creaked sharply.

It sounds creepy, but since it was something I created myself, it's not really that scary.

What's truly frightening is what followed.

As if startled by the sound of the door closing, Xu Jiaming clearly heard a series of strange noises coming from the main room of Xu Heming's house.

The sound was initially extremely faint.

At first, it sounded like someone was scraping the wooden board with their fingernails, very lightly and slowly, in a slow and eerie rhythm.

Xu Jiaming was startled, but when he held his breath and listened carefully, the sound stopped.

He thought it was just his imagination.

Available soon.

A "click" sound.

Extremely crisp, like a misalignment of bones and joints.

Then came the second sound, the third sound...

The sounds grew more numerous and denser, as if something was slowly, piece by piece, piecing itself together in Xu Heming's main room.

He was incredibly brave, so much so that even at this point, he didn't intend to leave. Instead, he pushed open the courtyard gate, wanting to see what was inside.

He turned on his phone's flashlight and took a few steps forward.

The main room was lit up, and the three coffins lay there quietly.

The sound seemed to be coming from under the coffin.

Is it... a mouse?

At this moment, Xu Jiaming was still thinking about going to talk to Xu Heming the next day. If the rats chewed up the coffin, wouldn't that be a waste?

But the next moment.

"Bang!"

.......

"The coffin lid flew off."

In the living room of Xu Changshun's house, or rather, Xu Feng's house.

Xu Jiaming was trembling.

The scene from last night is still vivid in my mind.

"Something came out of the coffin... I couldn't see it clearly, it was a dark shadow."

"Dude, it's not a zombie, is it?"

"How is that possible...?"

Xu Feng shook his head.

"Trust in science... Maybe some homeless person from out of town went to sleep in his main room, or maybe it's a fugitive—did you call the police?"

"Why call the police... Can they even handle this?"

Xu Jiaming shook his head repeatedly, and Xu Heming chimed in, saying:

"This is clearly not something the police can handle... We went over this morning and the coffin was perfectly sealed."

"But... there are definitely sounds coming from inside."

"Even in broad daylight, there are still sounds coming from inside."

"It looks like something inside... with fingernails... scratching at the coffin lid..."

Just after saying that, Xu Heming shivered several times.

He looked at Xu Feng with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Brother, why don't you go and take a look?"

"Everyone knows your father is capable."

"Even if he didn't pass on all his skills to you, he must have passed on at least 70-80% of them, right?"

"We're really scared... No one but you dares to touch this."

"Before I came here, I sent a WeChat message to Master Liu. As soon as he heard the sound from the coffin, he said he couldn't handle it."

"If even you won't do it... honestly, I'm really planning to call the police."

"Even Master Liu can't do it?"

Xu Feng's expression changed.

"I can't do it."

"He was afraid too, because of his abilities..."

Xu Heming did not continue.

Xu Feng closed his eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, both my father and I have been trying to avoid certain things.

But ultimately, some things are simply unavoidable...

Is this fate?

Perhaps I shouldn't have gotten involved in the first place.

Once you get involved, you won't be able to extricate yourself...

Xu Feng sighed deeply and said:

"You guys go back, I'll go check on things in a bit."

"Don't worry, it's definitely a rat or a woodworm."

"What do you mean the coffin lid flew off? You're probably just drunk and seeing things..."

"I really didn't see wrong!"

Xu Jiaming raised his hand and swore an oath.

"If I'm lying to you, may my whole family suffer a terrible fate!"

"Brother, you really shouldn't...don't be so overconfident!"

"If you're not confident, you can always call over a few more master priests!"

"We haven't had anything like this happen here in years. This... is no joke!"

"I know, I know."

Xu Feng nodded and got up to see the guest out.

He patted Xu Jiaming on the shoulder, as if speaking casually, but also as if intentionally giving him advice:

"If you're afraid, then don't take that road."

"Especially the children in the village, tell them not to go near the main room either."

"I know, I know."

Xu Jiaming and Xu Heming nodded repeatedly, thanked them, and left.

Xu Feng stood at the door for a while, pondered for a moment, and then went back to his room to get his things.

----A horizontal sword.

He planned to go and take a look right away.

Although he didn't know what was inside, his intuition told him that if there was something inside, it wouldn't be something he could handle using ordinary methods...

We need to be prepared to risk our lives.

Xu Feng walked out of the gate and headed along the alley towards the main room of Xu Heming's house.

But just as he turned a corner, four unfamiliar figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

They bumped right into each other, and the five of them stared at each other in the alley.

Xu Feng frowned and asked:

"Looking for me?"

"Yes."

The young man leading the group opposite them was carrying a long backpack.

"Xu Feng, right? Are you free? Do you have time to come with us to the county?"

"Yes, there are..."

Xu Feng nodded.

"However... I happen to have something to take care of."

"You'll have to come with me—is that a gun on you? You'd better take it out and load it."

........

This day marks the first time since the nationwide gun ban was implemented in 1996.

Gunshots rang out once again in Shuangxi Village...