The sky is getting brighter.

The ghost ghost has been looking at the sky with his head tilted, and he has never fallen asleep, and Li Yixin has never fallen asleep with him.

The moon is gone, and there is some light in the morning light shining through the white clouds, and it won't be long before the world will be bright again.

It's worth looking forward to.

The ghostly looked at the ground again, and the footprints on the stones and the ground had disappeared at some point, and the only proof that they had been attacked by the wildcat last night was the tent that was so rotten that it could no longer be used.

No one knows how many wild cats have come, coming silently and walking silently, making people scared and frightened.

He bent down and added some more firewood, and set the fire with a branch to make the fire burn more vigorously, and looked at the firewood around him, ten or twenty branches, but it was almost dawn.

As the old saying goes, they all fell asleep in a daze, and each man's hat was put on his head.

The ghost kept watch over the fire and did not let it go out, and there was no hat on his clothes, so there was some dew on his bald head, and he had to touch the dew on his bald head often with his hands, and the night was a little cold.

When he touched his bald head, he felt that some hair had grown again, only a little bit, like a hedgehog's prickly hand.

He had forgotten that his hair had grown to his ears, and he looked at Yang Erwa, who was as bald as him, and remembered that Yang Erwa seemed to have some hair, but it was not as upright as his hair, and he thought in his heart that Yang Erwa would definitely look much better than him if he kept his hair to his ears.

Li Yixin has always been confused, she thought that the demon would scream like the first half of the night, low and long.

If the demon calls her again, she will definitely be able to find it according to the demon's cry, she doesn't want the demon to become what the ghost said, but what really happened is not something she can control.

It's been a long wait. She was just as drowsy, but she didn't dare to fall asleep, and she could count even how many times the ghost had added firewood and how many times she had set up the fire.

She found that her heart gradually calmed down, she didn't think about many things anymore, she only wanted to go home early, and her parents, who had always regarded her daughter as more important than life, must be very worried about her at this moment.

She misses them too. 24/7.

Only mom and dad would love their children like this without asking for anything in return. She suddenly felt that her previous self was too willful, and when she got home, she had to sincerely say "sorry" to her parents, and then hugged them tightly. When you get tired, don't let go of your arms.

The sky, when it dawned, was a peculiar sight.

The ghost stood up and stretched out in satisfaction.

For breakfast, he was already on the fire of last night. I brought some stones and put the pot on top and boiled it, although it was ugly to boil. He tasted that the taste was not as delicious as what Sun Da and the others cooked, but it was barely edible.

His heart was anxious, he wanted to know if those cats really lived in that grave, and he was also entangled in his heart for the sake of his life. I think I should find something to deal with the old ghost and the old ghost's father.

He knows the ability of the old ghost father, no matter how deliberately he hides in Tibet, he can't escape the monitoring of the old ghost father.

"Maybe the golden bell was sent by the old ghost father to spy on me, don't look at her now as she admits her mistakes and corrects them. The first time I saw her, I thought she wasn't a good woman! ”

Thinking like this, the ghost couldn't help but glance at the golden bell sleeping on his lap. He admits that he had been cranky about her more than once.

But then, no, now he figured it out, the more enchanting a woman is, the more poisonous it is, and it is impossible to guard against it.

"I don't know what she's thinking about right now!"

The ghost thought and bent down to add a small piece of firewood to keep the temperature of the rice warm.

The rice in the pot is steaming, although it is not so mellow, but it is also the only thing that can be eaten in this mountain, and they dare not eat the things in Maoling Mountain, for fear that they will not have their lives to eat and go home!

He still has a different kind of affection for the golden bell in his heart, will the beautiful woman ghost not like it?

No kidding!

The ghost is also a normal man in his early twenties, and when it comes to love history, most of them are innocent except for the ghost here.

"Although Golden Bell has a bad heart, she doesn't seem to have done anything to hurt everyone."

The ghost ghost thought in his heart, he really couldn't guess this person, should he define her as a girl, a goddess, or a woman ghost?

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The ghost thought like this, and he didn't know that a smell wafted out.

Sun Da moved, sniffed his nose, and shouted loudly in his consciousness: "What is burnt?"

The ghost ghost returned to reality from his thoughts, hurriedly took the pot away from the fire, and as soon as he took the pot away from the fire, he howled, and this shout woke everyone up.

Gu Yan chewed the rice, which was a little hard but fragrant, and said, "The rice is quite fragrant, but I can't make this taste anyway."

After the ancient saying was finished, he smiled "hehe", the ghost ghost understood the meaning of the ancient saying and was about to say something, but when he saw that Sun Da had already put the bowl on the stone, he said with a little pride: "If it weren't for my quick reaction, today's meal would be so black that there is no way to eat it."

Gu Yan put down the chopsticks and shook his fingers, and said sincerely: "Eh, you can't say that." The ghosts and ghosts didn't sleep all night guarding us, and they also helped make breakfast by the way, you see now, it's bright for a while, if you were still asleep in the past, didn't you? ”

Sun Da had nothing to say, Yang Erwa echoed the ancient sayings and said with a smile: "Anyway, Sun Da is the head of our food group, and we will find him for dinner in the future, haha."

To be honest, the ghost ghost's rice is really good, although the bottom of the pot is burned, but it is very fragrant, and this is how we do it in the countryside. ”

After saying that, he gave a thumbs up, and the ghost smiled and scratched the back of his head without speaking.

Sun Da was not so proud when he heard Yang Erwa say this, and said sincerely: "I will do this in the future, it is very fragrant, really." Ghost, you really are my idol. ”

Sun Da said very sincerely, there was no ingredient to please the ghost at all, the ghost knew that Sun Da was a simple-minded person with developed limbs, and the words he said were all in his heart, and the ghost looked down and smiled slightly, and he didn't speak anymore.

Everyone laughed, Gu Yan and Yang Erwa looked at each other tacitly, and they were speechless.

After eating, Gu Yan went to find some firewood, and then lit the fire on the ground that had not been completely extinguished, and put some new firewood on it.

After a while, the fire was lit, and everyone helped to throw the things that had been scratched by the cat into the fire.

Yang Erwa freed up the backpack and asked Gu Yan and Zhu Wen and Sun Da to put their personal belongings, and put him in Yang Damei.

Yang Xiaomei and Jin Bell both put things in Li Yixin's backpack, and Yang Xiaomei snatched Li Yixin's backpack and carried it.

The ghost's backpack was not scratched by the cat.

Gu Yan threw their backpacks that were scratched beyond recognition by cats into the fire and burned them together, although the backpacks could still be used, but they were all marks of cat's paws, and many of them were scratched, and they could only be burned.

Fortunately, there weren't many things when I went back, and those bags were barely enough to hold their things, and anyway, the useless things were thrown into the fire and burned.

Yang Damei's backpack was carried by Yang Erwa, Sun Da was carrying Yang Erwa's backpack, Yang Xiaomei was carrying Li Yixin's backpack, and the pot had not yet completely cooled and Zhu Wen was held in her hand.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and when I looked back, the fire had been extinguished, and the smell of glue or cloth was burned everywhere, so everyone found some branches and pestles and followed the ghosts and ancient sayings to the mountain. (To be continued.) )