At ten o'clock in the evening, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce.

Zhang Fan wore a felt hat and carried a coarse sack on his back, sneakily coming out of the residential building. He was also accompanied by a little girl carved in pink and jade, like a flower, if he was seen, I was afraid that he would be regarded as a thief and trafficker on the spot......

His sack was full of hoes, hammers, and other things necessary for digging treasures.

In order to be safe, Zhang Fan took out four small green leaves from his pocket and looked at them carefully, and finally made sure that there was no need to make a mistake, and then pushed the little electric donkey towards the destination.

He pushed the little electric donkey and walked again, An You stood on the back seat of the little electric donkey with a proud face, the pink pajamas that were originally very feminine have been re-transformed into the iconic black gothic princess dress, and the skirt is embellished with black night roses, full of a trace of night charm and arrogance.

Under his feet are a pair of small leather boots of good quality that I don't know where to go, and they creak and creak when they walk.

Seeing An You's very stinky fart, Zhang Fan was depressed.

He originally wanted to take advantage of his daughter's sleep and go to Longshan Cemetery to dig for treasures alone, but he didn't expect to be caught by An You just after he went out.

In order to prevent An You from following, Zhang Fan made up ghost stories to scare her, hoping that An You would be frightened, and then retreat.

However, Zhang Fan was wrong.

He greatly underestimated Anyu's big nerves.

Not only was she not frightened, but she clapped her hands and said happily: "Great, this princess likes ghosts, every time she sees a ghost, she has a faint little impulse." ”

Afterwards......

An You gave full play to the dual potential of the child and the demon king, all kinds of coercion and temptation, and in the end, Zhang Fan succumbed to An You's obscenity.

Now, An You is like a winning little hen, holding his proud chin, because he is standing on the back seat of the little electric donkey, which makes An You's height finally surpass Zhang Fan for the first time in history.

She put one hand on Zhang Fan's shoulder, her little head looked left and right, and she smiled evilly from time to time, as if a high-ranking Wang Weifu had a private visit.

Although Longshan Cemetery is not far from here, there is still a lot of distance to walk over, so Zhang Fan sat on the front seat of the little electric donkey and said to An You: "Don't talk, hold me tight, you have to drive fast." ”

"Okay, let's go. An Youyun said lightly, like a cloud at night, waving his sleeves and not taking away a single cloud.

Zhang Fan drove the battery car and did not drive to the new third district of Jiangcheng, but to the remote suburbs.

The suburbs are remote and the roads are broken all the time.

Very, very broken.

"Bang dang dang—"

There were raised stones and soil pits everywhere, and Zhang Fan's chrysanthemum was tightened, and An You's butt was also painful.

So, the pampered Anyou Demon King quit and said coldly: "I have a sentence that my mother sells batches and I don't know whether to talk about it or not...... I wanted to say it before, it's a terrible little mount......"

Zhang Fan endured the shock of his buttocks, and said helplessly: "I also want to buy a new one, but it's not that the money hasn't been made yet, and when the money from the gourmet store comes down next month, I'll buy a small car." ”

"Hehe, I didn't make ......" Hearing this, An You immediately sneered: "Who rented a sports car for travel a while ago? ”

"That's called enjoying life, what do you know about a little kid?" Zhang Fan snorted lightly, not as knowledgeable as An You.

"Hmph. ”

An You snorted complainingly and stopped talking.

Since seeing the glamour of high society and drunken fans, An You is also very yearning for life, and has seen the Lamborghini Ferrari Aston Martin, she sat on Zhang Fan's little electric donkey and felt shabby - no, she didn't sit. Because she felt that it was an insult to her king's buttocks to let her noble jade buttocks touch the shabby little electric donkey.

So she stood straight behind Zhang Fan and pressed her hands on Zhang Fan's shoulders......

Zhang Fan looked depressed and continued to drive.

After driving for a while, An You couldn't bear the loneliness and complained: "Really, I can walk faster than it." ”

"What did you say?" It was windy just now, and Zhang Fan didn't hear it clearly.

"It's nothing, don't look around while driving. An You immediately coughed and reminded.

"I always feel that you are talking ill of me behind my back again......" muttered, Zhang Fan continued to drive again.

After driving a bumpy section, the terrain gradually became gentle, and Zhang Fan's ass was able to rest.

The suburbs of Jiangcheng are densely wooded, and there are large and small hills and mountains everywhere.

Yongsan is one of them.

Yongsan used to be a cemetery for anti-Japanese martyrs, built to pay tribute to the heroic souls of the deceased soldiers, but after entering the new century, Yongsan was expanded and became a free burial ground.

Generally speaking, the burial ground tombs are bought with money, but Longshan does not use them, which also leads to many people to transport the dead to Longshan, and some new tombs can be seen everywhere, some are more decently built, and some are very barren, a dirt bag, a red brick pressed on it, and then a tattered spirit flag is inserted, so that it is a tomb.

The little electric donkey drove through a forest and officially entered the Longshan Cemetery.

Entering the cemetery, the atmosphere has obviously changed a lot, the surroundings are dark, the graves in the forest not far away are looming, the wind blows, the noise is like a ghost, it is extremely infiltrating.

Zhang Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and didn't speak, just held the handle of the battery car tightly, looking around for something.

Normally, he is not afraid of ghosts, but when he really comes to this kind of place, it is impossible not to be nervous.

But he was just nervous, and he wasn't afraid, because he believed in science, and he had never done anything bad in his life, and he wasn't afraid of ghosts coming to his door.

While passing through a forest, Xiao Anyou, who was constantly looking around behind him, suddenly slapped Zhang Fan on the shoulder and shouted: "Stop!"

Zhang Fan was not afraid, but he was a little nervous, but now he was slapped on the shoulder by the little guy, and at the same time shouted, almost not scared to fall off the small electric donkey, his nerves weakened for a while, and his hands pressed the brakes suddenly.

I didn't expect the brake to be pressed too hard, and it broke with a click.

Zhang Fan suddenly wanted to cry without tears, jumped out of the car, parked the car aside, turned around and smiled bitterly: "An You, what the hell is your name, it's okay now, the car is broken." ”

An You didn't seem to realize his mistake yet, jumped out of the car without changing his face and heartbeat, and said coldly without guilt and sympathy: "It's just right that the car broke down, and I have long wanted to replace it with a new one." ”

“……”

Zhang Fan knew that reasoning with An You was Xiucai who met Bing, so he couldn't explain it clearly, so he simply didn't say it, skipped the topic directly, and asked, "What was your name just now?"

"It's nothing, it's just that seeing a white shadow floating past the grave, Princess Ben thinks it's just a novelty. An You said flatly.

"White Shadow?!"

Zhang Fan was not calm, his body was stiff, and cold sweat flowed.

Damn, are there really ghosts in this world?