When Yang Qiaoer just walked into the mass grave, a strange wind suddenly blew, which turned out to be a "bang" sound on the leaves and grass on the mass grave, and suddenly the thrilling feeling seemed to be in front of her eyes.

Suddenly, Yang Qiaoer shivered in the face of this mass grave in the dead of night, and the current psychological fear of being suspicious and suspicious arose. Thinking about it, Yang Qiao'er felt even more uncomfortable, and then trembled.

Although the sky was already stormy and dark at this time, Yang Qiaoer still had to cheer up and stabilize the formation, and he must not retreat, and he must be highly concentrated, and he must search from near to far. Her main purpose is to try to scan her surroundings in case something unexpected happens.

But it backfired, although Yang Qiao'er was engrossed in searching everything on the mass grave, the thick twilight still blurred her vision. Therefore, she could not see the groggy world in front of her clearly, and she really could not distinguish the truth of each of the things in it.

In such a deep twilight, the only moment of lightning and thunder can we see the general situation on the mass grave. After that, the mass grave was still pitch black, which made people feel creepy!

Despite this, Yang Qiao'er hurriedly stabilized her mind and mustered up her courage, she had to redouble her pace and strive to be able to pass this terrible mass grave smoothly, otherwise she felt that the consequences would be unimaginable.

In the face of such a bad reality scene, Yang Qiaoer's mind had to take a high degree of concentration, and there must be no accidental negligence.

At that moment, Yang Qiao'er was also like an old witch, and said with words in her mouth: "Please bless Pusa, don't let those lonely ghosts hurt me, I hope I can return home safely, otherwise my father-in-law's stomach pain can't bear it." ”

As the saying goes: the more you are afraid of ghosts, the more you have ghosts.

At this moment, under the light of lightning, Yang Qiao'er suddenly saw a huge monster falling from the sky and rushing down towards the top of her head, that scene was indeed too thrilling and terrifying. Oh my God, is this monster really going to eat people?

To be honest, she Yang Qiao'er has never seen any monsters in her life, let alone what monsters look like, and occasionally she has only heard of them.

Who knows, Yang Qiao'er really let herself run into it tonight, it turned out to be a monster wearing linen clothes who can fly and dance, it is really terrifying and terrifying. Could it be that tonight, she is really going to be eaten alive by this ferocious monster?

Despite this, Yang Qiao'er hurriedly raised her head and looked at the ghost monster that flew into the air, only to see that the ghost monster was all hairy, and it was putting on a fierce and vicious face, and the shaking huge body seemed to cover half of the night sky, which was indeed too scary for such a special scene.

After a burst of lightning and thunder, the sky was pitch black again, and suddenly it was impossible to reach out again, as if it was in a dark and lightless world.

Yang Qiao'er didn't dare to look at the monster with her eyes anymore, but quickly closed her eyes, and the sense of fear immediately came to her at the moment.

In the face of such a vicious monster, Yang Qiao'er felt that she really had no way to resist, and now she could only let the vicious monster eat her.

Yang Qiao'er suddenly felt that it was not a pity that she was dead, but what should she do about her father-in-law's stomach pain? Also, what should her cute baby son Xiao Laixi do? Also, what should her childhood sweetheart Lin Zige do?

Thinking of all this, Yang Qiao'er suddenly felt that she still couldn't die now, and she had to fight to the death with that ghost monster. Maybe that ghost monster is nothing to be afraid of, once it encounters the strength of the wicked, there may be a possibility of giving in, which means that the instinct of people and ghosts should be exactly the same.

At that moment, Yang Qiaoer mustered up the courage to hurriedly open her eyes, clenched her fists, and immediately put on a desperate posture. She wanted to see how fierce the ghost monster really was.

When Yang Qiao'er took a stance, she suddenly found that the terrible monster really gave in, and it actually landed on the sheep intestine path not far in front of her, completely blocking her way.

Although the night sky was dark, as long as she observed it up close, Yang Qiaoer could still vaguely see that the monster was dressed in sackcloth, and when it was blown by the wind, it turned out to be a "bang", which seemed even more vicious, and it seemed that this fierce ghost monster was going to compete with her.

In this way, Yang Qiaoer was still trembling and terrified in the face of this situation, and the beads of sweat the size of the bean quickly soaked her underwear.

At this moment, Yang Qiao'er no longer dared to take half a step forward, because now she only had fear in her heart, but those frightened eyes were staring at the ghost monster in front of her.

Yang Qiao'er suddenly felt that she was now embattled, because there must be countless unjust ghosts and wild ghosts on this mass grave, and they must all have jumped out at this moment, and they all want to fight for each other.

There is no need to guess, Yang Qiaoer knows that her poor woman must be surrounded by lonely souls and wild ghosts at this moment. These lonely ghosts are going to eat her tonight, and when things have come to this point, what else can she do?

With the whistling sound of wind and rain, Yang Qiao'er suddenly felt that on this dark mass grave, there must be countless lonely souls and wild ghosts attacking her from all directions, as if there were thousands of troops swarming towards her.

Yang Qiao'er felt that these lonely souls and wild ghosts were getting closer and closer to her, and it seemed that her little life was already in a precarious situation, and maybe she would be completely devoured by these lonely souls and wild ghosts in a while.

Despite this, Yang Qiaoer still didn't want to sit still, so she quickly touched a small branch beside her, and broke the small branch with all her might, removing the leaves and twigs and leaving a thick stick.

At that moment, Yang Qiaoer also pinched the thick stick in his hand as a gun, as a necessary weapon for temporary self-defense, just in case. She felt that this was the only way to come in handy at a critical moment, and perhaps to defeat those murderous lonely ghosts.

Although her whole body trembled, Yang Qiao'er still gritted her teeth and made full preparations for battle, and now she had to fight to the death with these lonely souls and wild ghosts.

At this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in the sky, and the mass grave became clear, and all the objects could be seen in a general situation.

Yang Qiao'er took advantage of the lightning opportunity, and hurriedly glanced at the huge monster blocking the way, but wanted to see what kind of monster it was. In the blink of an eye, Yang Qiao'er saw clearly that the behemoth was not a vicious monster, but a large wreath blown from the cemetery.

It seems that this strange wind just now was too powerful, and it was able to blow this large wreath from a new grave nearby. It seems that this incident is indeed a misunderstanding, and it turned out to lead to the terrifying incident of a monster falling from the sky just now.

Don't laugh at Yang Qiaoer, she, a single woman, walking on this mass grave in the dead of night, how can she not be frightened?

After Yang Qiao'er saw the monster-like wreath clearly, her nervous mood finally eased, at least she was sure that the thing in front of her was not a monster.

Despite this, Yang Qiaoer's suspicious feeling still can't be eliminated, and she is always worried about whether there is any secret in this big wreath, if it is really a monster transformation, then she will be miserable.

Thinking about it, Yang Qiao'er suddenly became weak and timid again, and immediately raised her eyes to scan the surrounding situation, only to see that the mass grave was still dark. In a trance, those uncertain shadows can still be seen everywhere, and the sounds of wind and rain are endless.

Despite this, Yang Qiao'er was not intimidated by this thrilling scene, but quickly cheered up and took advantage of the opportunity of another flash of lightning to disappear, so she hurriedly had the courage to go around the big wreath.

Thankfully, Yang Qiaoer finally passed the hurdle in front of her, at least confirming the true identity of the behemoth in front of her. Still, her nervous heart was beating incessantly, and she certainly couldn't calm down for a while.

Yang Qiao'er didn't dare to look back at that behemoth anymore, after all, she couldn't be sure about this ghostly thing. Suddenly, she felt that behind her, there seemed to be thousands of ghosts with grievances, scrambling to chase after her.

Thinking of this, Yang Qiaoer couldn't care about the bumpy road, the thorns and thorns on the side of the road, and the lack of backache and so on.

Yang Qiaoer felt that these were all trivial matters, and the most important thing at the moment was to escape, as long as she could safely break through this mass grave, then her little life would be safe.

Imagination is imagination, reality is reality, Yang Qiaoer is still frightened by such a bad scene, her face is pale, and her heart is beating.

In a hurry, Yang Qiaoer's feet didn't know what was stirred, but she fell unconsciously on the sheep intestine path, let the wind and rain destroy it, and her life was almost dying in the blink of an eye.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Qiaoer was suddenly woken up by a thunderbolt, and then she knew that she had fallen on a mass grave. At this moment, she was soaking wet, stained with mud, and she was completely a mud figure.

Yang Qiao'er suddenly felt that she was not dead, let alone eaten by monsters, and thankfully her little life was obviously still alive.