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Chapter 278: Chapter 252: Red Coffin (Part 5) (4000 words)

This abundant and long hair belonged to an old woman dressed in white, who was likewise crawling on the ground.

It seemed that in this Red Coffin, no one could stand up. Every strangeness that emerged was crawling, including Yan Junze, who was not a strangeness.

Yan Junze had just tried, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to stand up, but that he truly could not straighten up anymore. Once someone lay down in the coffin, there seemed to be an invisible barrier in the air, preventing him from standing up again. @@novelbin@@

The old woman in white, dragging her thick and fine hair, quickly approached the man lying next to Yan Junze.

The man was a strangeness, a dead person, but at this moment, as the long-haired old woman drew near, he began to tremble madly, and even Yan Junze could feel the frequency of the neighboring man’s trembling body.

“This guy, he seems really scared of the one in white,” Yan Junze thought to himself.

The long-haired old woman slightly lifted her body, propped herself up with her hands, and shakily crawled over the man, not speaking. Her long hair dragged over the man’s body, also touching Yan Junze beside him.

Yan Junze involuntarily felt a chill rise in his heart. A strand of hair landed on the back of his hand, making him suddenly realize that this strand was not stationary but seemed to be alive, as it was slowly writhing.

The thought of this old woman’s thick head of hair spread out everywhere, mostly on and around the man’s body, and all wriggling at this moment.

This scene made Yan Junze feel a cold shudder.

The long-haired old woman was directly above the man, supporting herself with her hands as if doing push-ups, seemingly staring face-to-face at the trembling man beneath her.

Of course, the man must have had his eyes closed or his head turned away, not daring to look directly at her.

“Meow—”

Another sound, incredibly similar to a cat’s meow, came from the direction of the old woman.

Yan Junze was taken aback; he couldn’t understand why the old woman, clearly a person, was making the sound of a cat.

He then felt a large amount of hair from the neighboring area wriggling, quickly spreading over to his side and began moving over his body.

Soon after, the long-haired old woman slowly moved over, propping herself up with her hands and crawling toward him.

“Damn it, aren’t you his fear? Why are you coming over to me? I’m not… afraid of you!” Yan Junze was startled and quickly closed his eyes.

He could feel a dense mass of hair wriggling all over his body, some of which seemed to be entwining around his waist, with other strands moving onto his legs.

Yan Junze kept his eyes tightly shut, unresponsive.

After a short while, he heard a noise about ten centimeters from his face that sounded like “gurgle, gurgle, gurgle,” resembling an animal snorting through its nose.

Immediately after, a cat’s meow sounded out, but it was cut off halfway through, as if suppressed by something.

To the right of Yan Junze, his index finger brushed against the flashlight on the ground, and the light of the flashlight suddenly turned on, interrupting the long-haired old woman.

The light of the flashlight didn’t shine in this direction but towards the pitch-black right side. The darkness seemed boundless, and even with the light, visibility was quickly swallowed by the darkness, remaining very low.

The long-haired old woman, attracted by the sudden light, immediately turned her head to look.

Yan Junze took this opportunity, immediately opened his eyes, and quickly glanced at the hovering old woman’s face above him, and then shuddered violently, almost forgetting to close his eyes again in fright.

Although it was just a glimpse, Yan Junze saw the old woman’s features clearly.

The old woman’s entire face seemed to be squeezed together by some force, her eyes slightly narrowed, her nose somewhat large, and between her nose and lips there was a very obvious crease that looked extremely disgusting.

Unexpectedly, the thing that frightened the man in the coffin was this kind of rumored creature, and it wasn’t much different from what Yan Junze had learned in his previous life.

Indeed, he must not look into her eyes; otherwise, his own face might also end up twisted like this cat-visage.

In Yan Junze’s field of vision, the old woman turned her head back from the flashlight’s glow. Any second she was going to turn her face back towards him; he immediately closed his eyes again.

The flashlight’s beam had only momentarily drawn the old woman’s attention and hadn’t completely attracted her, so after a brief glance, she lowered her head again to look at Yan Junze, who was fiercely closing his eyes.

The mass of hair was still slowly writhing all over, almost completely covering Yan Junze’s body, but quickly the hair changed direction, wrapping around the man lying beside him.

Noticing this, Yan Junze felt somewhat relieved.

After all, it was the man’s fear that had conjured the old woman; it wouldn’t make sense for his fear to come after me instead.

Once the hair had fully enveloped the man, the old woman then left Yan Junze, crawling over towards the head of the coffin, her long hair dragging the completely covered man, truly like pulling a corpse, creating a scraping sound as it slowly moved forward.

Yan Junze had tried before, there wasn’t much space above his head just as there was darkness, the surroundings just a coffin-shaped rectangle.

But when the old woman dragged the man away, it seemed as if she crawled a great distance, and there was no end to the space above, until the sound of dragging completely disappeared.

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