After sending Wang Yi away, I repeatedly asked Uncle Li and the two of them to find a temple in the county seat tonight to spend the night. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Uncle Li had a dream for a few days in a row, and Grandpa Li's grave has changed again, and now Uncle Li's seal hall is black and there is a bloody disaster, if something really happens, it will definitely fall on Uncle Li.

There is a Buddha light in the temple, and ordinary demons dare not enter it, and it is relatively safer for Uncle Li to live in it.

I said to my dad, and then I went out with the wax paper money and the basket on my back, and I also brought the pig-killing knife with me.

Grandpa Li's graveyard is not on the Han Tomb Mountain, but on a hill farther away, there are several cemeteries above, Grandpa Li's grave is in the position of almost reaching the top of the mountain, which can make me suffer, one foot deep and one foot shallow in the weeds, because of the snow, the feet are still very slippery, if you don't pay attention to it, you have to slip, the bones are brittle in winter, you really have to fall a few times, and the bones may have to be broken.

It took more than half an hour to find Grandpa Li's grave, which was also a few years old, and it was covered with grass, which was completely different from the dead grass around it, and there was a gray stone tablet erected in front of it.

It stands to reason that the grass does not dry in winter, and the feng shui of Grandpa Li's tomb should be very good, and when I look at it with my left eye, there is no change in the whole tomb, and there is no yin qi coming out, which is normal! But why did Uncle Li dream of Grandpa Li for several days in a row, and the hall was black?

Thinking about it, I put the tribute in the basket in front of the stele, took out the wax and lit it with a lighter, and bent down to insert it in the crack of the soil in front of the stele, but at this point, a cold wind blew, and it felt like someone was pushing me, and my body couldn't help but lean forward, and hurriedly supported the tombstone with my left hand, while holding the wax in the soil with my right hand.

Poof!

As if something was crushed, I felt my face wet, and when I reached out and touched it, it was bloody!

"What's going on?" I frowned, the thing on my face was definitely blood, it stenched of blood, but where did it come from? It was so sudden that I didn't even pay attention.

Stele!

A thought suddenly flashed through my mind, my eyes stared directly at the place where the wax was inserted, and then the hairs on my whole body stood up, I was warm in my down jacket just now, but now, my whole body was cold!

The place where the wax was inserted was "gurgling" blood out along the wax pole at this time!

The blood on my face was splattered when the wax was just inserted!

"What the hell is this?" I frowned, then lit the incense again and plunged it into the ground in front of the monument again, this time crouching down, slowly, looking straight at the dirt.

The cold wind blew again, but because I had been prepared for it, it didn't work at all, and when the wooden pole of incense was inserted into the soil, it felt like a membrane had been punctured in my hand, and then blood splattered out of the hole, and in the blink of an eye, all the palm-wide places around the incense were dyed dark red.

"This should be the change that Uncle Li said, right?" I stood up and let out a breath, this girl is so wicked, there is no record of this situation in the "Ghoul Book".

I looked at the mound again, and there was still no change, which is strange, could it be that this land is coming to the eldest aunt?

But Uncle Li's dream is true, and Yintang's blackening is not false, it must have something to do with this cemetery.

I looked around, because of the weather, the surrounding trees and weeds were all dry, even if there were blue ones, they were crushed by the wind and snow, and there was nothing unusual.

After thinking about it, I continued to squat down, picked up the paper money and lit it, and put it in front of the stone tablet, since the memorial service must be completed, otherwise it will be disrespectful to Grandpa Li, I don't want to be stared at by him in my dreams every night.

As the paper money burned, the fire flared up, and the cold was dispelled a little, and I squatted on the ground and put the paper money into the fire little by little, but my mind kept thinking about what was going on here, and if I really couldn't find the reason in the end, I would have to dig up the grave to see.

Yang house and yin tomb, the two are closely related, now there is a problem with the Li family's yin tomb, and Uncle Li has a sign of blood and light in the hall, I have to pay attention to it, even if I offend Grandpa Li's spirit in the sky, I have to dig open the tomb to find out.

Whoa......

I was thinking about it when I suddenly heard the sound of water running in my ears, so faint that I wouldn't have heard it if it weren't for the silence around me.

I looked up at the tombstone in front of me, and then the paper money in my hand fell to the ground, I swear I don't have presbyopia, but the stone tablet in front of me is bleeding! The stele was still gray and white before, but at this time, blood began to seep out from the top, and flowed down the stele, dyeing the entire stele blood-red, and the blood was already making a sound.

If the blood in the ground is the great aunt from the land, the amount of blood flowing from the tombstone now is a proper blood collapse!

Yaya's legs, now this face, the surrounding is deserted, the wind and snow are blowing, I am alone in the face of a bloody stone monument, according to the rhythm of ghost films, the next second should jump out of the grave a ghost zombie or something.

I hurriedly stood up, took a few big steps back, and pinched the initial seal of the "Demon Breaking Spell" in both hands, to deal with any unexpected situation that might arise at any time.

The wind and snow were quiet all at once, and I could only hear the sound of the blood flowing in the stele, which was like a blood bank, the blood flowed out without money, and after it flowed to the ground, the ground was dyed red, and then a small blood stream was formed, spreading to all sides.

In just ten minutes, the entire area around the cemetery was dyed blood-red, and my feet were also covered with blood, and my feet were wet when I stepped on the ground.

Looking at the blood red in front of me, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in my mind, this scene seemed to be similar, I lowered my head and thought for a while, isn't this the situation I encountered when I climbed into the tomb on the Han Tomb Mountain with Li Ergou?

At that time, when the bloody corpse appeared, the ground was also wet and full of blood.

"Oh yes, it can't be a bloody corpse, right?" The hairs on my whole body stood up, and I couldn't help but tremble, Yaya's legs, when I was in the tomb, the bloody corpse was more vigorous than the King Kong gourd baby, and the white-clothed female ghost with green yin qi couldn't beat him, if there was another bloody corpse jumping out of this grave, it was not something I could clean up!

As soon as this thought appeared, it spread rapidly in my mind like a weed in spring, and as I listened to the sound of blood flowing, smelled the stench of blood, I became more and more sure of my guess!

In order to confirm the guess, I took out the phone and called Zhang Lingfeng, and now, maybe Zhang Lingfeng, a disciple of Longhu Mountain, knows the situation, this time I was lucky, the phone just rang, and it was connected.

"Hey, Duan Ya, Happy New Year." Zhang Lingfeng's voice came from the other end of the phone, as well as the waves and the laughter of women.

"Happy bastard." I said angrily that this year was the worst year of my life, and if I could turn back time, I would rather not do it.

"Oh, don't be so excited, isn't it just for you to look at the Lingling Hall for a while, don't worry, I'll be back when I play in Sanya for half a month, don't you know, the beach beauties here are called a young ......." Zhang Lingfeng was still bragging to me on the phone.

I looked at the blood in front of me and interrupted him: "Less nonsense, let me ask you something, do you know the bloody tombstone?" Will a graveyard bleed out on its own? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Lingfeng on the other end of the phone fell silent, and after a few seconds, Zhang Lingfeng sighed: "Alas...... I said, how can you always meet the best thing? ”