"How did you do this?" adjutant Yang scolded.

The soldier's eyes were black and blue, as if he had been sucked dry by something. When he heard the scolding of adjutant Yang, he stood up straight.

"Adjutant, I didn't sleep well last night. This house..."

It may be that the ancient house is too strange. The brothers are talking about some strange stories when they sleep, which makes people panic.

Besides, I always felt someone walking around in the yard last night.

Open the window and see that the yard is desolate under the cold moonlight, and the leaves are as scary as ghosts.

Adjutant Yang's heart sank. He was most afraid of these ghosts and gods when marching and fighting. He hurriedly shouted, "don't talk nonsense, hurry to dress up and line up!"

There was a flustered sound in the room. Everyone quickly put on their military uniforms and gathered in the courtyard orderly with guns on their backs.

Yan Qichuan came out of the house, glanced at the soldiers and said, "count off."

"One, two, three, four, five... Fourteen... Eighteen..."

A "Nineteen" came out of nowhere.

Adjutant Yang frowned and said, "why one more? Report it again."

The soldiers were in a panic and quickly counted off again.

"One, two, three, four, five... Fourteen, fifteen, seventeen."

There was one missing this time. The people were cold behind and a chill came out of the bone marrow.

"Stand in a row and report again!" adjutant Yang's face was particularly ugly.

The soldiers quickly lined up so that they could see at a glance.

"One, two, three..."

"Don't report." Yin forgets Chuan to interrupt a way, tone takes a bit stern, order a way: "find someone."

The soldiers swallowed their saliva and looked at each other to see who didn't come.

"Don't hurry to find someone!" Deputy official Yang said.

"What's the matter?" a soft female voice came.

The big guy looked at the young woman in red robe standing in the shadow of the corridor, and the dim candle shrouded her, which made her feel unreal.

"Miss Tao." adjutant Yang went over and said, "I'm sorry to wake you up early in the morning. We have a brother who doesn't know where to go."

The pet's red lips were slightly hooked like blood and said, "it doesn't matter. Look in the house."

The soldiers quickly found it in the house.

A room door was opened.

"Ah -" a cry of fear came.

Everyone walked over. A soldier collapsed in front of a house, pointed to the inside and said, "ghost, ghost..."

Chong Yu and Yin Qichuan walked past.

"Get up!" adjutant Yang kicked the soldier, looked at the pet and asked, "Miss Tao, why is there a coffin in your room?"

The pet smiled gently, his pale face showed some strange beauty, and said, "can't you put the coffin?"

No one put the coffin at home. It looks very seeping.

Suddenly a little boy came out of the room and asked, "yes, can't you put the coffin?"

The soldiers around jumped in horror and stepped back.

Adjutant Yang's heart also jumped, barely calmed his mind and said, "sorry, I just feel strange."

Chong Yu said, "people have the habit of preparing coffins for themselves. I'll prepare a 'hundred years' for myself in advance. Shouldn't it matter?"

Adjutant Yang always felt that the woman in front of him spoke a little coldly.

"Adjutant." Yan Qichuan ordered, "go to another place."

"Yes, young commander," said Yang.

At this time, another frightened cry came from elsewhere——