Opening the Coffin in the Middle of the Night

Half a bone nail rolled out of the demolition wall. When Lin Ye picked it up, the nail body suddenly became as hot as coals. The old lady who was supposed to be cremated three days ago was lying on the window sill and writing on the glass: "Someone is coming." The sound of footsteps approaching behind him, he took out the bone nails, and a blue-gray face was reflected in the window - it was himself.