Chen Qingqing was seriously injured, and now she can't think of going back to her old nest, internal injuries and external injuries, new injuries and old injuries are all injuries, but she didn't expect the old rivers and lakes to be planted on the two children, she only hated herself for being too underestimated, so she ended up like today. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Chen Qingqing in order to avoid trouble, or choose a quiet mountain road with few people, this way she is in a hurry at night, during the day in the mountains to find a secluded place to heal herself while resting, at night the mountains are damp and cold, fortunately, she has been living in such an environment, but also adapted to it. Although Chen Qingqing was seriously injured, she must be a cultivator, she knew how to make her recover faster, and how to hurry so that she would not lose more of her true yuan. In this way, her speed of walking and stopping was not much slower, seeing that it was about to get dark, Chen Qingqing got up from where she was sitting, she was about to hurry again, the weasel has been following her inseparably, it has regarded Chen Qingqing as its master, and of course, the most important point is that it wants to rely on Chen Qingqing to avenge itself.

Chen Qingqing, even if she chooses to rush at night when there are few people, she also chooses to move forward in the back mountain with few people, generally when night falls, people do not go to the back mountain, especially people who live in the mountain think that the back mountain is too heavy, so as soon as the sun sets, everyone hides in their homes early and never goes out. Especially in some mountainous areas, the back mountain is a mass grave, so I dare not go there. Chen Qingqing is not afraid of these, the mass grave is better, so there will be no one left, although this woman who is about to be sixty years old has good skin maintenance, but the scar on her face is a knife in her heart, she would rather go to the mass grave than see someone staring at her.

Chen Qingqing was hurrying in the mountains at night, and she wanted to hurry up while the night was dark. As I walked, I heard someone talking in front of me, as if there were many men and women. She took two quick steps and ducked behind a rock not far behind them. It turns out that these people are college students, a total of two men, two women, four people, after the summer vacation, they are going to graduate and go their separate ways, they want to leave a special and good memory for their graduation season, especially come here to step on mosquito heads. A few of them were still in high spirits when they came, but when they did come, the two girls in front of them had a fight with one of the boys, and they were arguing over whether they could get in. One of the boys insisted on going in, while the two girls and the other boy thought that it would be good to stop there, and that it would be disrespectful to the dead to step on someone's grave, and the four of them were in a stalemate.

Chen Qingqing secretly watched them from behind, sneering at their actions, what is not fun to play and step on other people's graves. Young people don't understand anything, and they still think they are heroes in the way they play their lives. Later, Chen Qingqing's gaze was fixed on a tall but very thin boy, Chen Qingqing saw that the life light on the boy's head trembled slightly, although it was in danger of being extinguished at any time. "It's all like this, I still learn to step on the grave, and you are the first to die if something happens" Chen Qingqing was a little disdainful, she suddenly thought of something, the weasel writhed in the medicine bag, Chen Qingqing patted it, signaled to the weasel, I didn't forget her, such a good quality carrier was just sent to the door, how could I let him go.

The four students finally agreed that since the purpose of coming was to step on the grave, then they should not be afraid, and at the instigation of the two boys, the four of them walked into the mass grave in a zigzag. This is exactly what Chen Qingqing wants, she is really afraid that these young people will not go in, she has to make another plan, now she doesn't have to, as long as she separates them, I only need one of them, take him away, I don't care about the rest, it is easy to deal with these students. She grabbed the weasel out of the medicine bag, and the weasel was blind. Chen Qingqing needed a helper to separate them, and she tapped the weasel's eyebrows with her hand, temporarily opening the eyes of the weasel.

"Go ahead," Chen Qingqing patted the weasel on the head

"Squeak" the weasel nodded, and followed the seven young men into the mass grave.

Chen Qingqing nodded with satisfaction, "You know what to do." Then she sat down by a tomb plaque, waiting for news from the weasel, she was not afraid of any retribution, she came to this kind of place a lot.

The four young men slowly walked into the mass grave, but they did not step on the grave. They just walked forward along the gap between the graves. It seems that no one has come to this mass grave for many years, many of the tombstones have been crooked, some are missing horns, and some even reveal the corners of the coffins that have long been rotten, and there is not even a trace of wind in the silence of the night. A few young men continued to walk into the deepest depths.

The boy who was walking in front stopped, and there was a panic in the back, only to see him turn his head and say to his companion behind, "We began to step on the grave, and only those with monuments are counted as those without monuments." Whoever steps on less will go back for three days. ”

"That's not good, I didn't say anything about the treat before I came," the two girls shouted reluctantly.

"I didn't say it, but now you have to combine rewards and punishments for your performance," the boy said.

"Then you step on it first, we'll see how much you can step on," the two girls replied.

"I think we'd better go back, I always feel like it's not good here," said the tall, lanky boy, who could always feel something following them because of his weak life.

"If you are cowardly, you can also call a gentleman" After that, he stepped on the nearest grave without looking. These tombs have fallen into disrepair, the coffin boards have been rotten for many years, and the wood has been crispy, although the appearance looks intact, but it cannot withstand the pressure of the outside world. When the boy jumped on the mosquito head, he fell into the grave along with the people and soil, and the pot exploded in the mass grave. The boys' fall into the grave completely destroyed the girls' defenses, and they screamed and began to run around. The tall, thin boy was stupefied, and he stood where the other boy had fallen, looking stupidly at his companion who was trying to struggle up.

The companion inside "Pull Me a Hand" asks him for help. But the boy began to slowly retreat, and he saw that his companion could not come up because a pair of withered hands reached out from the rotten wood of the collapsed coffin, and the withered hands held his companion's feet tightly. The boy inside thought that his feet were caught in rotten wood, and he didn't even think that it was a pair of withered hands that grabbed him. When the companion who fell in asked him for help once, the tall and thin boy turned and ran. Suddenly, a large pile of loess from the grave smashed into the grave, burying the boy in the dirt, and the boy was forever accompanied by the bones inside.