幻棺“这不会就是传说中的牵魂镇吧?”酒虫子用手指着山坡上那一座破败的泥土房,问我。我没有回答,说实话,眼前这一座摇摇欲坠的土房,无论如何也和什么镇联系不到一起。此时,已经是傍晚时分,山风很冷,一股淡淡的血腥味从土房的院子里冒出来,夹带着阵阵恶臭。推开“吱吱”作响的木门,首先映入眼帘的是一口巨大的白皮棺 Phantom coffin “This wine will not be the legendary soul town?” Wine insect with a finger on the hillside that dilapidated earth room, ask me. I did not answer, to be honest, this crumbling earth front of the house, in any case and what the town can not be linked together. At this time, it is already evening, the mountain is very cold, a faint smell of blood from the soil of the courtyard of the house came out, with a foul odor. Open the “creak ” sound of the wooden door, the first thing that catches the eye is a huge white casket