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Living Funeral
I knocked several times, but there was no response from inside the coffin.
I thought maybe they hadn't woken up yet, so I continued knocking. After receiving no reaction, I simply lifted the coffin lid.
However, once I opened it, I was greeted by the sight of a decaying corpse.
What the hell? I was completely stunned.
Was this Zhang Xun or Fat Zhang's coffin? I quickly opened another coffin, only to find another rotting body. The corpse was so decomposed that it was unrecognizable.
I couldn't tell if it was Zhang Xun or Fat Zhang, but the build seemed somewhat similar. Had they really died? The thought made my head feel like it was about to explode.
What kind of place is this? Everything around me was white, and this house felt all too real.
So where had things gone wrong? At that moment, the woman standing nearby remained silent. She wore a long dress that looked beautiful under the light.
But at that moment, I had no interest in whether she was pretty or not.
I asked her, "Where are they?"
She replied, "Who? The ones in the coffin? Is there anyone in the coffin?"
What the hell? How could there be no one in the coffin? There were two decaying bodies inside! But do corpses count as people? This thought left me frozen for a few seconds.
My mind was a jumble, and I tried to sort through my thoughts.
But the more I thought about it, the more confused I became, so I asked again, "Where are they? What happened to Zhang Xun and the fat guy?"
The woman shook her head, indicating she knew nothing. Just then, a servant-like person stepped forward and said, "Miss, the master is looking for you."
I was taken aback. The master is looking for me? Judging by the woman's clothing and the servant's attire, it seemed like we were not in a modern setting.
This was truly bizarre. Could I be dreaming? I pinched myself and then kicked the coffin with my foot; the pain immediately registered. Could this be real?
But what about Zhang Xun and the fat guy? I couldn't believe that these two would be dead. The fat guy was too cunning to let himself get caught so easily. And Zhang Xun, with his strong abilities, shouldn't have run into trouble either!
No matter how I thought about it, I felt that something was off. I walked over to the coffin again and glanced at the two decaying corpses inside; the sight made me increasingly nauseous.
This couldn't be them! I kept denying it in my mind. If it were them, then when we entered this Mountain Lodge, all their actions were voluntary.
I refused to believe they would seek their own demise.
This was damn eerie. Where were they? Where had everyone gone? I didn't even recognize this woman.
Taking a deep breath, the woman suddenly asked me, "Do you want to meet my father?"
At that moment, I felt lost. I asked her, "Last night when we came up here, there were three of us—one was a handsome young man with a fair complexion, and the other was a fat guy. Did you see them?"
The woman shook her head and replied, "No, you're the only one here. The other two are gone."
"Do you know me?" I asked the woman, suspicion creeping into my voice.
She shook her head and said, "Your name is written on this coffin."
I looked down and saw that the coffin I had previously slept in indeed bore my name. I hurried over to the other two coffins, but neither of them had the names Zhang Xun or Zhang Fatty.
My coffin only had the word "Fei" inscribed on it.
I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, feeling an inexplicable sense of relief wash over me. I thought to myself that since their names weren't on this coffin, they might be safe.
I then asked the woman, "Who are you?"
She glanced at me and replied, "My name is Wu Luo; you can call me Luo."
"Luo?" I murmured the name, suddenly feeling it was somewhat familiar, though I couldn't quite place where I'd heard it before.
Wu Luo, Chen Fei—I ran those names through my mind again and confirmed that I didn't know Wu Luo.
Last night, three of us had come down from the mountain, so why was I the only one left now?
She was still waiting for my response, but I was too preoccupied to answer. I wanted to step outside and see what exactly had happened that felt so eerie.
Was this mountain still the same mountain? Was this place still the same place?
I couldn't believe that two living people could just vanish into thin air. I wanted to rush outside to check, but Wu Luo called out to me, saying, "You'd better not go through that door."
I turned my head and asked, "Why?"
"Wu Luo" replied, "You can't see what's out there."
I ignored "Wu Luo" and continued running toward the door, but just as I was about to open it, "Wu Luo" called out to me, saying, "Do you want everyone to die with you?"
I was taken aback, wondering if it was really that serious. What could be out there? Was this woman just trying to scare me?
"I just want to see how I got up here last night," I said.
"Don't you know how you got up here?" "Wu Luo" asked.
I did know, but what was happening now was completely unexpected. I needed to confirm it, so I had to take a look outside.
"Wu Luo" said, "Then just take a quick look, but don't go out."
I nodded in agreement. I opened the door, but as soon as I did, a cold wind rushed in, and then I saw a "Dead Hand" crawling inside.
My instinctive reaction was to get that hand out of there, so I quickly crouched down and tossed the "Dead Hand" back outside.
"Damn it, why are there so many 'Dead Hands' out there?"
"Are you just taking a quick look?" "Wu Luo" asked me.
I quickly glanced outside again and noticed even more corpses lying around. I hurriedly shut the door.
I took a sharp breath, unable to hold back my question, "What on earth is this place? Why are there Dead Hands and corpses outside? And isn't it supposed to be daytime? How can these ghostly things still move?"
My head was starting to ache, and just then, I heard a knocking sound coming from outside. Something felt off; I thought I had just seen an illusion.
How could that be possible? It was simply inconceivable.
The knocking at the door came in a rhythmic pattern, and Wu Luo quickly turned to the Maid beside him and said, "Go open the door."
The Maid nodded in agreement and opened the door. I then saw a figure in a gray robe holding a black umbrella walk in.
After the Maid let the person in, she promptly closed the door behind them. Wait! How did he get in here?
I turned to Wu Luo and asked, but he simply replied, "You can't."
I pulled out my phone, intending to call Zhang Xun and Fatty Zhang, but when I checked, there was no signal. With a sense of desperation, I tried making a call anyway, but it didn't go through.
What bad luck! Reluctantly, I sent a text message instead. After sending it, I didn't expect a quick reply and stuffed my phone back into my pocket.
I glanced over; the door was firmly shut, while the person with the black umbrella walked toward the alley on the left.
I stood there in a daze. My mind went blank; I wasn't thinking about anything and didn't even know what to think about.
It felt like a strange loop, and I had fallen right into it.
Wu Luo asked me, "Do you want to meet my father?"
I let out a sound of acknowledgment, ultimately managing to say a good word. I asked Wu Luo, "Is this Mountain Lodge, in West San Village?"
"Yes," Wu Luo replied.
At that moment, my forehead and palms were drenched in cold sweat, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I followed Wu Luo to the door of a room.
Wu Luo knocked on the door and said, "Dad, I'm here."
"Come in," came the reply.
After that, Wu Luo pushed the door open and stepped inside. I followed her in and immediately saw Wu Luo's father.
However, upon seeing him, I froze.
I had a particularly vivid impression of her father because the previous day when we went up the mountain, Zhang Xun and I had pushed a coffin off a cliff. At that time, I noticed there was a painting on the coffin that depicted a figure without eyes.
Wu Luo's father was the person from that painting. Although he had eyes now, the image had left such a deep impression on me that it was impossible for me to mistake him.
Seeing him filled me with an ominous premonition, and my heart sank even further.
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