Mu Mu is not tall, one meter five or eight, with a round face, she pursed her thin lips and said: "Where did you say this eldest sister ran away, people are mentally disordered, don't run around." ”

"Mumu, I thought of it!"

I suddenly yelled, so frightened that Mu Mu jumped up, slapped me, and said, "Stinky girl, don't always be startled behind me, people are scary and scared to death." ”

"I just want to tell you that I probably know where Sister Zhang went."

"Where did you go?"

"Since Sister Zhang's only daughter died in a car accident, Sister Zhang has become crazy, sometimes good and sometimes bad, once I accompanied Uncle Ming to the mountain grave in the west of the village to show people the cemetery, I also saw Sister Zhang sitting in front of her daughter's grave, talking to the grave, maybe where she is."

"Why don't we both go and have a look."

"Okay."

Mu Muyi proposed, I also thought it was very good, and it was broad daylight and the sun was blazing, so I didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

When I came, it was still broad daylight, almost half past one in the afternoon, and the sun was shining, but the strange thing was that as soon as we walked into the mountain tomb in the west of the village, a large stream of cool air poured directly from under our feet into the zenith, as if freezing us into a popsicle.

I looked up at the sky, and the mountain graves in the west of the village were full of green leaves from the tops of the giant trees, which were connected together, so that we could hardly see the sun in the sky, and this place was naturally shaded, and the surrounding graveyards gave people an eerie feeling.

When I walked halfway up the mountain with Mumu, I actually saw that not far from the cemetery, there was a row of old houses, which were old-fashioned houses in the countryside, with spires, and densely connected together, what was strange was that this house was built strangely, lined up from large to small, I also wondered in my heart, what era is it, there are still such old houses in our village, why didn't I see it last time, but now I am more anxious to find someone, naturally I have no time to take care of it, look around, and shout: "Sister Zhang...... Sister Zhang......"

Mu Mu and I walked all the way and shouted, but no one answered, only saw the undulating mountain graves in the cemetery, as well as the tombstones, and the yellow paper scattered on the ground.

At this moment, Xiaohu suddenly yelled in front of him, and then flew out with an arrow step, quickly shuttling through the weedy grave. "Little Tiger...... Xiaohu ......" "Meng Meng is waiting for me~"

Mu Mu saw that I was quickly chasing after Xiaohu, and looked around, only to see that there were undulating graves all around, and there were pictures of dead people on the graves, as if the corpses inside would crawl out of the grave at any time, so frightened that Mu Mu shivered and quickly chased after me.

"Rustling~" I ran around in the weeds for a while, but there was no trace of Xiaohu, which also made me hesitate all of a sudden, and said, "Where did Xiaohu go?" ”

"Mengmeng, do you think Xiaohu will see anything?"

As soon as these words came out, I looked at Mu Mu in astonishment, and suddenly thought that cats and dogs are easy to see things in the spirit world, and dogs will generally drive him away when they see things in the spirit world, and cats will play well with spirits.

Thinking of this, my heart raced, looking at the tall trees and undulating graves all around, could it be that there is really something unclean here?

"Forget Mengmeng, let's go, it's eerie here."

"But the little tiger ...... it"

"It's a dog, and it'll find its way back."

Mu Mu grabbed my arm and said with a pale face.

And I looked at the time, and was shocked, it was already half past six in the afternoon, and it was only half past one when we came, could it be that we spent so much time in the mountain grave in the west of the village, and my grandmother said that we must come back when you are young.

"Mumu, let's hurry down the mountain."

I had a bad feeling in my heart, and I frowned together, and I pulled Mu Mu and walked down the mountain, because the unitary time was between five and seven o'clock, and now it was half past six, that is, we were going down the mountain in half an hour.

The mountain grave road in the west of the village is steep, the trees are tall, it is only half past six in the afternoon, the whole mountain tomb looks black, from a distance, the houses in the village under the mountain have become blurred, and the tall trees around, the shadow cast down is just heavy and on our shadow, and the artemisia grass on the mountain grave around it, with a gust of cold wind hit, swaying left and right, revealing the stone tablet inside, and a picture of a dead man is revealed in front of our eyes.

In the photo, it is a thin little old man, his face is fleshless, a pair of eyes are deep and sunken, like a pair of black holes, there is a tear mole in the corner of the eye, looking from a distance, thinking of a thin skeleton, very scary, Mu Mu and I saw this, the two looked at each other in horror, stepped on the rotten leaves on the ground and hurriedly fled.

"Little girl, slow down, slow down......"

A faint voice suddenly sounded behind us, and my neck turned mechanically, only to see a small old man with a cricket figure, his eyes narrowed into a slit, but a cold light appeared from the slit, and I carefully examined his face, and found that there was a tear mole under the corner of his eye, and he kept waving at me: "Come here, little girl......"

"Ah~There are ghosts~!"

"Run~Woo~I'm going home~"

Mu Mu and I held hands, running frantically, falling on our heels as we ran, my hair was messy, it was already sweaty, and my clothes were covered with rotten leaves, and at this time, the moon rose, and I watched the moonlight stretch the shadows of the two of us infinitely, and I kept remembering the old man's voice behind me: "Don't run...... Don't run ......"

A huge shadow hung over us, a flock of black crows flew over the tips of the dense treetops, and a few shriveled leaves fluttered down, and I looked at the mountain road ahead, as if there was no end in sight, and like a monster, with its mouth wide open, waiting for us to throw ourselves into the net, and the trees around me kept shaking, as if they were also trembling, trembling at everything around them.

"Mengmeng, look, the lights are still on in the row of small pointed houses in front, where are we going quickly."

"Okay."

The small pointed house in front of me was the one I saw halfway up the mountain before, and now that I saw it again, I seemed to have taken a reassuring pill in my heart, and hurriedly ran towards one of the houses, regardless of how many wild flowers and weeds were trampled on the road, and then desperately began to knock on the door, shouting, "Open the door...... Open the door......"

"Squeak~"

I pushed hard, and the door opened automatically, and I yelled profusely in sweat, "Is there anyone~Is there anyone~"

"It doesn't matter if he has someone or not, come in first and hide."

Mu Mu pulled me in, closed the door, and carefully peeked at the crack in the door, for fear that the ghost would catch up again, and then looked around the house, only to see that the house was surrounded by earthen walls, and the earthen walls were brushed with lime, uneven, and uneven, and there were many places with ash, which looked like a peeling old face, and the whole room looked strange—

Let's guess who is a human and who is a ghost

Writing here, some readers are about to start complaining, Nima started from ghost 1, pig's feet are seventeen or eighteen years old, for the hairy ghost 2, or at this age, is it Tianshan Tong's grandmother~

Heheda, this one is actually written after they are reincarnated, and they have a connection with the ghost, and they will be explained later, the male and female protagonists are still them, if the male and female pig's feet are written to the age of eating calcium tablets, can the children on summer vacation accept it, and they are not sparse and crying fainting in the toilet, and they have complained that Xia Xia wrote the little fresh meat as Shu millet ...... forehead