"Okay, go to sleep in my room." Xiaoli stopped insisting.

"Then...good night." Zhang Mengdi greeted Xiaoli, stood up and walked towards the door.

"By the way, don't go out in the middle of the night." Xiaoli suddenly said behind Zhang Mengdi.

"Ah?" Zhang Mengdi didn't hear it very clearly.

"I said... don't go out in the middle of the night. There is a cemetery in the west. Some strange things have happened. If you go out by mistake, you will definitely be scared." Xiaoli sat up from the bed and added a few words.

"Why am I going out in the middle of the night?" Zhang Mengdi shook her head.

"That's good." Xiaoli lay back on the bed, and the ancient wooden bed made a squeak.

Zhang Mengdi looked back at Xiaoli, then walked out of her grandmother's room and came to the main house.

The kerosene lamp is still on, and the bleak light cannot illuminate the entire main house. The light is so weak that even the portrait on the wall of the main house is a little difficult to see clearly.

Zhang Mengdi subconsciously glanced at the portrait and the coffin, then accelerated his steps towards Xiaoli's room. At this moment, a "rattle" sound suddenly came from the coffin, just like the claws of some kind of animal grabbed the claws on the coffin board.
Chapter completed!