On the first day of the first month of the year of Bingshen, it is forbidden to go out of the funeral, break the ground, and sacrifice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, on a deserted hillside in Jianzhou City, there was a strange candle flame, like an old ghost carrying an oil lamp, looking at it from a distance, it was creepy and chilling.

"I don't know what my dad thinks, superstition ruins my life!"

A young man squatted on the hillside, holding an incense candle in one hand and a lighter in the other, and said to himself depressedly: "I heard that there are many beautiful women and thieves in the university, but now it's okay, there is nothing! ”

There was no wind on the hill, but the lighter was strangely left unlit several times.

Three months ago, Yan Ning's father died of illness, and his only last words to Yan Ning were not to study hard and get ahead, but to tell him that on his eighteenth birthday, he must go to this mountain to spend the night with incense and candles as he has done in the past seventeen years.

During this period, the incense and candles cannot be broken until the next day, when the rooster crows.

The hard thing is that this year's birthday is the day of his college entrance examination!

Although Yan Ning didn't know the meaning of coming here to spend the night, he still listened to his father's last words and gave up the college entrance examination.

Finally lit the incense candles, he casually tied himself into the yellow earth, picked a clean pile of grass and sat down.

In front of him, there was a loess pit, and in front of the pit there was a swarthy tombstone, which had no name and no name, and was lonely and sloping among the weeds. A few fireflies quietly emitted a green light around the tombstone, which was even more eerie.

"Fang Shitian, what do you say I owe you, I have to come to accompany you every year to suffer this crime!" Yan Ning knew that this was a deserted grave, and the incense in front of him was also burned for this guy.

In the past seventeen years, Yan Ning had always come with his father, and he didn't worry about anything when his father was there, but now that he was alone here for the night, facing a deserted grave, he couldn't help but be a little afraid, for fear that a ghost covered in blood would suddenly emerge from the land and eat him alive.

"Yan Ning ......"

A shout suddenly came from behind Yan Ning, the voice was a little ethereal and a little faint.

He was suddenly startled, and when he looked back, he didn't see anyone, and he was suddenly a little scared: "Grandma's, you won't really hit the ghost, right?"

Yan Ning stood up stiffly, and was suddenly so frightened by the scene in front of him that he sat on the ground again, only to see that there was actually a woman's head on the old locust tree not far behind him!

The woman's head kept swinging in the tree, and her expression was a little painful, and she looked very weird.

Yan Ning took a closer look, only to find that there was actually a hole in the trunk of the locust tree, and the woman's head was drilled out of the hole.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Yan Ning took two steps back, picked up a large stone, and was ready to smash it at any moment.

The woman looks a little beautiful, her skin is white and beautiful, and her eyes are charming, but at this time, her expression is distorted, and her face is blue and purple.

Yan Ning asked again, "Are you stuck in the tree hole and can't get out?"

The woman nodded twice, and then Yan Ning put her mind at ease, secretly rejoicing in her heart: People are scary, scared to death! This woman looks about the same age as me, this lonely man and widow, I will rescue her later, maybe something will happen!

Yan Ning smiled and walked over with a candle in his hand.

The old locust tree is very large, and there is indeed a small hole in the tree, and a pair of feet are exposed in it.

Yan Ning couldn't figure out how this woman could be so boring, if it didn't happen that he was here, maybe this woman would have killed herself.

Yan Ning walked under the locust tree, grabbed the woman's ankle and was about to pull it out, but suddenly found that the heels of the feet were facing outward, and when he looked up, the woman was facing him, which ...... Could it be that this woman's head is facing behind her back?

Discovering this, Yan Ning was suddenly frightened, but he didn't dare to turn his head and run away, and then secretly looked at the woman, whose head was still struggling.

While struggling, Yan Ning found that there were actually green scales on her neck, and Yan Ning was sure that the woman in front of her was really not human, and she had met a monster.

"Well, sister, you're a little stuck, I can't help you, why don't I call the police, you can bear with it." ”

Yan Ning had already retreated, he had long forgotten his father's words, and he couldn't wait to run away.

The woman's head suddenly stopped struggling, and a pair of eyes stared at Yan Ning tightly.

Suddenly, she opened her mouth and actually spit out a thin and long tongue, and there was a strange fork on the tip of the tongue, which was clearly a snake core!

"My day!" Yan Ning shouted, turned his head and ran, the woman sneered and came out of the hole in the tree, it was really a snake demon with a human head and a snake body!

Yan Ning had never seen such a terrifying scene in his life, and he was so frightened that he sat on the ground, wanting to run, but his legs did not obey the call, so he had to watch the snake demon slowly emerge from the hole in the tree.

The snake demon quickly got out of the tree hole, and Yan Ning saw its true face clearly: this was a beautiful snake with a green body, its body was nearly five meters long, and the thickest part was thicker than Yan Ning's head, and the head had a human face, but the delicate face showed a cold and cruel smile at this time.

Yan Ning looked at the tree hole again, and saw a headless corpse slipping out of the tree hole, and the feet just now belonged to this guy.

Only then did Yan Ning know that an unlucky buddy had been killed before him.

The snake demon spit out the snake core, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it crawled in front of Yan Ning, a pair of bulb-sized eyes flashed with a suffocating cold light, Yan Ning could even count how many fangs there were in the snake demon's mouth!

The snake demon first sniffed Yan Ning's smell, and Yan Ning hurriedly said, "I haven't taken a bath for three months, it stinks, why don't you let me take a bath first?"

The snake demon's face shook, and he suddenly opened his mouth, his lips even cracked to the root of his ear, and he pounced viciously at Yan Ning.

Yan Ning didn't have time to dodge, so he smashed the stone in his hand out in a hurry, but he didn't expect to hit the snake demon's eyes and smash half of the snake demon's face into a depression, which looked even more infiltrating.

"Hiss-" The snake demon let out a painful scream, and the snake tail quickly wrapped around Yan Ning, strangling him like a bundle of rice dumplings, Yan Ning suddenly had difficulty breathing and couldn't move.

It's over, I'm really going to die this time! Dad, I really believe in your evil! Yan Ning thought extremely depressed.

"Evil beast! Ghost Emperor...... How can you touch him?!"

There was a sudden burst of shouts in the night sky, like a meteor crossing the sky, and before the words fell, Yan Ning felt relieved, and looked back at the snake demon, who was already in a different place!

"Boy, are you alright?"

Yan Ning turned around, only to find that there was actually a middle-aged man in ragged clothes standing in the deserted grave where he had been sacrificed before, the man looked weak and defenseless, but Yan Ning knew that the terrifying snake demon just now was killed by him.

"What's wrong?"

The man jumped out of the desolate grave, stretched out his hand and patted Yan Ning's shoulder, but Yan Ning didn't feel the slightest, looked down, the man's hand actually went straight through his body, this time Yan Ning was really scared, and he took several steps back: "Ghost!"

The man rolled his eyes helplessly: "What the hell is not a ghost, do you call yourself a life-saving benefactor?"

Yan Ning then remembered that the man had saved him, and he also had some defences in his heart, and carefully looked at the man in front of him, and found that although he looked weak, there was some strange righteousness in his eyebrows, as if he was ...... His homeroom teacher is the same.

"And what should I call you?"

"You can call me Fang Shitian, or call me Master!"