Buried Alive (1)

The sun was setting in the west, and the sky was dyed a blood-red color.

In the deserted graveyard, a cold wind blew, and small paper scraps fluttered in the wind.

Seeing the final piece of silver joss paper had also been burnt into ashes, Ning Huanxin dusted her hands. Then, as per usual, she returned to the temporary changing room and changed into her costumes. After changing clothes, Ning Huanxin went to the makeup tent to queue up.

Extras like herself didn't have their own makeup artist, so they had to wait for the makeup artist that tagged along to the production crew to help them with their makeup.

Gu Yu, the third female lead, already returned, so Director Wang wanted to shoot her interaction scenes with the female lead, Luo Yixin. Therefore, Ning Huanxin wasn't in a hurry. While queuing for her makeup, she saw people around her boringly browsing through their phones, and she also started searching her pockets for her phone.

Oh, she forgot her phone. Ning Huaxin saw an empty chair on the side, so she simply sat down, and then closed her eyes to rest.

Ning Huanxin didn't know how long she fell asleep for, but she heard a loud noise and opened her eyes, still in a daze. At that moment, there was no one left in the makeup tent.

So noisy!

Ning Huanxin frowned, and slowly walked out.

At that moment, the sky was already completely dark. A cold breeze blew onto Ning Huaxin's face, and she unconsciously shivered.

So cold.

Tonight's wind was exceptionally icy cold as if wanting to blow straight into people's bones.

The loud noise came from somewhere not too far away. It was probably the production team filming over there, so it was quite normal for it to be noisy, however… Ning Huanxin had never really heard such a sharp and loud noise. It was so messy and chaotic.

She couldn't help but slowly walk towards the filming site.

Nothing.

There was no camera and no one from the production team.

It was just a deserted patch of land, and even those tombstones were gone!

How did it become like this?

Under the dark night sky, it was like an endless deserted area. A deserted wilderness.

"What happened?"

Ning Huanxin froze. Immediately, something flashed before her eyes. Countless shadows of people brushed past Ning Huanxin.

"Bury them!"

"Bury them!"

It was so noisy. It was that sound again. Very sharp! Very anxious! Very angry!

This time, Ning Huanxin heard it clearly. Those people, the ones who were brushing past her, they kept repeating two words.

Bury, them!

Bury who?

Ning Huanxin saw that everyone was headed in one direction. She didn't know why, but her heart started pounding furiously.

"Excuse me! Excuse me!"

Ning Huanxin hurriedly rushed forward. Her body passed through those shadowy figures around her.

Those people… weren't people.

Is this an illusion?

When Ning Huanxin finally reached the front, she froze. Her delicate small face was covered in a perplexed and shocked expression.

Ning Huanxin had never seen anything like that before.

In front of her were numerous deep graves. And in those deep graves, many people were crying and howling helplessly.

They were still alive.

However, there were people beside her who kept holding their shovels and other tools, throwing dark black soil onto the crying and wailing bodies and their faces.

Buried alive!

Those two words appeared in Ning Huanxin's mind.

Her feet slipped, and she fell onto the floor.

"Bury them!"

"Bury them!"

Those voices continued ringing again. Ning Huanxin looked up and finally saw clearly those people who were howling and shouting. They all had a pair of red bloodshot eyes, and their expressions were ferocious like monsters.

Something cold fell onto Ning Huanxin's stage clothes, and there was the smell of mud. This was…

Ning Huanxin finally recovered. She realized that she had unknowingly laid down in a deep grave. And those people with bloodshot eyes kept pouring soil over her body…