"Uh......h Woo...... Woohoo......"

The continuous ghost cries suddenly woke the fat man, and the fat man looked nervously out through the castle window.

Under the silent night sky, a little moonlight fell on this barren sand castle, and the two tents outside the castle were still so quiet, and there was nothing unusual in the castle.

"Grandma's, is it an auditory hallucination?" The fat man rubbed his ears, looked at Zhang Meng and Laizi who were sleeping in front of him, and laughed at himself: "Damn! It seems that I've been really nervous lately, there is a little lady vigil, what am I afraid of, sleep, sleep. ”

After talking to himself, the fat man fell asleep.

But just as the fat man fell asleep, that strange cry appeared again, and this time it completely scared the fat man awake.

"What the fuck is going on?" The fat man was tormented by this strange cry, and at the moment, he pushed Zhang Meng and Laizi, who were sleeping with Zhengxiang, regardless of it: "Hey, wake up!" Wake up! ”

"What are you doing? I don't sleep in the middle of the night. "I was disturbed by the fat man's dream, Zhang Meng shouted dissatisfiedly.

Laizi on the side was also disturbed by the fat man's dream, and looked at the fat man with sleepy eyes, I don't know why.

"Listen carefully, you two, is there any sound out there?" The fat man shrank his head, cautiously pointed to the castle, and said in a low voice, "I've heard it several times this night. ”

"Where did the cry come from in the middle of the night?" Zhang Meng glanced at the fat man dissatisfied.

"Damn, can I call you both if there's no sound?" The fat man shouted, "Fat man, I'm fine." ”

"I think you're idle." Zhang Meng said angrily.

"You ......"

Lai Zi stopped the fat man, looked out, and said, "There are Ye Jiu and the four of them on duty in turn, are you still worried?" ”

"yes." The fat man lowered his head: "No, no, I said why don't you two go out with me to have a look, what if the little lady suddenly disappears as usual?" ”

"If you want to go, go yourself." Zhang Meng pulled the blanket and stopped paying attention to the fat man.

"I said you two, I'm really willing to joke with you when you're a fat man or what?" The fat man said: "There are really ghosts crying." ”

"Ghost crying?" Lai Zi smiled: "I haven't heard of it, have you heard of it?" ”

"Don't believe it, fat man, I thought it was strange here, and now it's not surprising that there is any movement in the middle of the night." Suddenly, just when the fat man couldn't explain, the whining sound came from outside the tulou again. The frightened fat man hurriedly grabbed Laizi's arm and said anxiously: "Listen, isn't this a ghost crying?" ”

"Ghost crying fart!" Zhang Meng, who was tortured impatiently by the fat man, sat up, looked out, and listened for a while before scolding: "Are you overly nervous?" Can't you hear the wind echoing in the castle? I see that your tomb has been stolen for so many years. ”

"Echo? No, it won't. The fat man said in confusion.

Lai Zi also listened carefully, nodded and said, "Ah Meng is right, this is indeed the sound of the wind pouring into the city wall. ”

"Really?" The fat man listened suspiciously.

"I said, can you stop being so suspicious?" Zhang Meng said impatiently.

"But I always felt that something was wrong with the sound." The fat man lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly realized: "I know, I know, this voice is not the sound I heard before." ”

"I say, how did you hear that?" Zhang Meng asked.

"I was awakened by this sound when I fell asleep." The fat man replied.

"Isn't that the end of it?" Zhang Meng smiled bitterly: "What you hear in your dreams can be exactly the same as what you hear now?" ”

Listening to Zhang Meng's response, the fat man shook his head dissatisfied.

"Alright, hurry up and go to sleep, and I'll have to look at those sculptures again before I leave tomorrow." Zhang Meng urged: "With this more serious energy, can you take a good look at the sculptures in this deserted city tomorrow?" ”

After speaking, Zhang Meng lay down and no longer paid attention to the fat man.

"Sleep, sleep! Sleep to death, you Zhang Lacking. Seeing that Zhang Meng ignored himself, the fat man lay aside dissatisfied.

"Sleep." Lai Zi pointed to the outside of the castle and said, "Even Hai Dongqing hasn't moved at this time, what else are you afraid of?" ”

"Ugh."

Although he was full of suspicion, Laizi's words eased the fat man's uneasy thoughts. The fat man can not believe what others say, but he still believes in Hai Dongqing's keen reaction. As Lai Zi said, although Hai Dongqing refused to stay when he approached this deserted city, now there is no abnormal movement from before, which also confirms that the danger here is not as terrible as when he first came.

"Sleep, sleep." The fat man pulled the blanket and fell asleep.

Seeing this scene, Laizi also shook his head and continued to sleep.

But it's also strange to say, after such a small episode, the strange voice before really didn't appear again, which suddenly made the fat man's tense heartstrings finally relax.

But after the scene just now, the fat man couldn't sleep anymore and began to have insomnia.

The fat man's insomnia completely angered Zhang Meng, lest Zhang Meng explode, so the fat man had to run out to pee.

As soon as I walked out of the tulou, I was excited by the oncoming gust of night wind.

The cold fat man's heart was cold, and he couldn't help but look towards a few high-rise buildings at the barren sand castle.

Fortunately, Ye Jiu was sitting there quietly.

"Fortunately, the little lady didn't suddenly disappear this time." The fat man dodged the two tents, found a secluded place, and booed. In order to give himself courage, he also sang "Socialism is Good" in a low voice, but the fat man did not have all five notes, and his singing was extremely ugly.

Zhao San, who was already feeling light, was completely sleepy, walked out of the tent, leaned on the back of the fat man, and was ready to scare and scare the fat man.

"Socialism is good, socialism is good! The high status of the people of socialist countries ......"

It's also strange to say, just as the fat man was singing and peeing, the echo in the night wind sounded again, and each time it became louder and louder, so that the fat man's already out-of-tune song was even harder to sound.

Zhao San, who was angry, almost didn't laugh, and immediately fell into the well behind the fat man, and deliberately lowered his voice and bluffed: "What are the ghosts crying wolf?" ”

Because Zhao San deliberately made it bad, and Zhao San's voice was already low, he was suddenly frightened and the fat man jumped three feet high.

Seeing that the fat man's reaction was quite intense, Zhao San couldn't help laughing in the back.

Hearing that it was Zhao San's voice, the fat man was furious and wanted to settle accounts with Zhao San, but before the fat man had time to turn around and scold, he found that a human face appeared on the sand in front of him that had just peed!

"Three...... Three...... Uncle, you ...... You...... See...... See...... What is that? At this time, the fat man couldn't care about entangling with Zhao San, but just pointed at his feet nervously.