The voice disappeared along with the moon that was obscured by dark clouds, and the little girl laughed out loud behind her back, "Sister, you are too fussful, this is halfway up the mountain, there are more snakes, insects, birds and beasts, and it is estimated that it is a squirrel foraging just now." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Wu Xi's tense nerves didn't relax because of her words, squirrel? How could a squirrel emit such a strong fishy smell? She held the little girl's hand tightly, and despite her struggles and complaints, she dragged her in the direction of the gate.

"Goo-goo-goo." An owl fluttered its wings and soared into the air from the treetops above them, scaring Wu Xi all over. The little girl's eyes flickered, she gave up the struggle and held Wu Xi's arm with her hand, "Sister, I have heard a saying that if you are not afraid of owls calling, you are afraid of owls laughing." Because the person who hears its laughter will inevitably die that day," she looked at Wu Xi's bloodless face, raised her head and laughed, "It scared you, didn't you, you said you were so timid, why did you come to this cemetery in the middle of the night?" ”

"Don't move." Wu Xi's voice suddenly lowered down.

"What?"

She picked up a silver wire from the top of her head with her horns, "What is this?" The little girl looked at it puzzled.

A large shadow slowly enveloped the two of them, and they looked up to see a spider the size of a wheel descending from mid-air. It was covered in brownish-red fur, its eight curved and segmented legs swayed up and down, and two large bulging eyes above its head reflected two terrified faces below.

"Run." Wu Xi pushed the little girl away, but she was so frightened by the spider that she ran towards the depths of the cemetery. Wu Xi wanted to stop her, but it was too late, she raised her horns and stabbed at the monster above her head. The silk thread on the spider's back suddenly tightened, and it returned to the top of the tree, disappearing under the cover of night.

"Not good." Wu Xi knew that something was wrong, she chased in the direction of the little girl's escape, but she ran for a few hundred meters and didn't see her shadow.

The bushes around her vanished, and she found herself in a cemetery, where the people on the tombstones, young and old, male and female, all looked at her with the same smiles, and could see the hairs on her back.

Wu Xi felt in a trance that she had experienced the same thing, that was when she was young, at the funeral of Qiao Mu, she really couldn't bear the solemn and suffocating atmosphere, so she quietly broke free of Wu Li'an's hand and walked to the woods next to her to dig it up.

She dug for a long time until the ice cream bag couldn't fit enough before she remembered to go back, but when she re-entered the cemetery, she couldn't find Wu Li'an and them.

"Daddy." Wu Xi shouted and walked forward, but no one responded to her, she coldly knocked over an incense burner, so she hurriedly rearranged it, and when she raised her head, she found that the person on the tombstone was staring at her with a hideous smile.

"Wow." She burst into tears of fright, and just then, a man came out from behind the tombstone, took her by the hand, and led her through the forest of steles, all the way to a place not far from the crowd.

"Who are you?" Wu Xi always felt that his back was very familiar.

"Don't run away in the future, and don't catch bugs alone without me." With that, the man went into the woods, and gradually disappeared.

"Catch bugs?" Wu Xi thought about this sentence for a long time and couldn't move his footsteps, "Qiao Mu, is it you?" But how is that possible? Haven't you been hit by a truck and now lying under that tombstone? ”

"Help." A sudden cry for help came from the front, pulling Wu Xi back from his memories. She ran forward with all her strength following the source of the sound, rounding a tombstone and finding the little girl unconscious in the arms of a man.

"Let her go." Wu Xi pointed at the man with his back to her with his horns, and the man did not look back, he put the little girl on the ground and quickly flashed into the woods next to him.

Wu Xi looked at his back as he walked away, and felt that this scene was so familiar. She picked up the little girl and walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, but when she accidentally saw a picture on a tombstone, the whole person was stunned.

The man in the photo has slightly curly hair and light eyebrows, and he smiles at her clearly. Wu Xi's heart shook suddenly, and she carefully looked at the vertical row of small characters on the tombstone: Qiao Mu, 1941-1964.

"Can a man die again and again?" Wu Xi looked at Xu Xing, who was wiping the Heavenly Escape Sword, and asked softly.

"Why do you ask?" Xu Xing wiped the orange-yellow slime off the hilt of his sword in disgust, and then retracted it into his palm.

"I saw a tombstone just now, the person on it died more than 50 years ago, but he and a person I know look exactly the same, and the person I know also died more than ten years ago, which is easy to explain, the world, there are not no people who look the same. However, just now at Matsuyama Cemetery, I seem to have seen that person again, is there a person in this world who has come back from the dead twice? ”

"Of course people can't, but youkai can."

"Youkai? But weren't you the mountain spiders gone? Don't? Wu Xi suddenly thought of something and was stunned. Xu Xing, what color is that spider you killed? ”

"Black, wait, you mean there's another one? And you suspect that the man has something to do with mountain spiders? ”

"That's right, the spider that attacked us is brownish-red, and the arbor likes to raise insects the most......" Wu Xi bit his lip and stopped talking.

Xu Xing patted her back gently, "This matter is indeed strange," he glanced at the little girl lying in the back seat of the car, "She's about to wake up, let's send her back to school first, and then discuss the rest of the matter slowly." ”

There was a man lying in a glass coffin surrounded by flowers, he looked familiar and strange, his slightly curly hair and the scars on his hands had not changed, but his appearance was not quite like the arbor who played with him every day, yes, how could it be like it, his face and body were barely pieced together by makeup and sewing, it is said that he was torn apart by a speeding truck that night, and it took a lot of effort to find all these broken limbs.

"Arbor...... Uncle. Wu Xi choked, she wanted to step forward to see him more clearly, but she was held in Wu Li'an's arms.

"Xixi, bow with Dad and say goodbye to Uncle Qiao Mu."

"Smack." Wu Xi lit the lamp at the head of the bed, "It's not you, right, the arbor in my memory is stubborn but kind, how can it be a bloodthirsty monster." ”