Weird News of Corpse

The demolition compensation was manipulated secretly by his uncle, and Ling Lang moved into the remote Anheli community with anger. The place was semi-empty, the street lights were dim, and even the air was filled with an indescribable stagnation. He didn't expect that on the second day of his stay, the funeral shed in the opposite building shattered all illusions of "temporary stability." The coffin of the 23-year-old deceased was beating wildly at the funeral. Dark red oozed from the cracks in the coffin lid, and the muffled "dong-dong" sound seemed to hit everyone's nerves. When the old man whispered, "He didn't stumble and die," and when Old Mrs. Zhang cried out and begged someone to nail the coffin lid for 5,000 yuan, Ling Lang discovered that the strangeness of this community was far more than just deserted.