In the dead of night, the time had come to one or two o'clock in the morning, and sleepiness struck, and the old man told us that he was the last ghost arranged by the headmaster, and that there would be no more ghosts.

A few of us finally put our hearts into our stomachs, tossed for most of the night, and were already exhausted, leaning together and falling asleep.

The fat man really treats the little fat dun as his own son, holds it in his arms, and lets the little fat dun pillow his round belly, I have to say, at this time, the fat man's belly is really more comfortable than the pillow.

The two fat men are huddled together, and this scene is funny and very warm.

The fat guy seems to have true feelings for the little fat dun.

The old man is a ghost, naturally he does not need to sleep like us, he just symbolically closes his eyes and closes his eyes to recuperate.

Maybe it's really old, the old man looks lifeless at this time, and the appearance of the old dragon clock is no different from a dead person.

I leaned on Yang Bin and began to take a nap.

Gradually, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally I couldn't support it anymore and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but in a daze, I heard the sound of Ula Ula's musical instruments.

The sound goes from far to near, and gets closer and closer.

Then a loud gong sounded and woke me up.

I opened my eyes, but there was nothing in front of me.

Xiao Bai Wenjie and they are still asleep.

Strangely, the sound of such a gong did not wake them up.

But then I saw that the old man was standing in front of us at some point, staring at the front with a wary face, beads of sweat on his forehead, and looking nervous.

I realized something wasn't good.

Perhaps the ghost was already particularly sensitive to sound, and the little fat dun also woke up, and the little fat dun moved and also alarmed the fat man, and the fat man opened his eyes sleepily, and also saw the old man's actions, and asked me:

"Comb, what's going on?"

"I just woke up and don't know what's going on."

Little Fat Dun'er wanted to approach the old man, but was stopped by the old man:

"Back off, stay with your dad, don't come here."

The little chubby dun obediently returned to the fat man.

But I walked over and whispered:

"Grandpa, what's going on? The voice just now ......"

"Something is wrong! Touched something unclean. ”

The old man still looked tense and spat out a few words.

The fat man said disapprerovingly behind him:

"It's okay, maybe it's a ghost sent by the headmaster again? Grandpa, you are all old acquaintances, you can't do anything to us. ”

But the old man denied this possibility:

"Impossible, I felt a strange aura, I have never encountered it in Maoshan, this aura is very powerful, domineering, and there is a faint murderous aura, which makes people shudder."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, not far in front of us, an extremely thick white mist filled the air, and at the same time I remembered the deafening sound of a gong with a "bell".

"What a powerful ghost!"

The old man said in horror, then quickly turned around and said to me and the fat man:

"Quickly call them up, retreat quickly, go back to Maoshan Academy, and tell Master Xu about this."

The fat man and I also realized the seriousness of the matter.

Dare to appear at the foot of Maoshan Mountain, it is definitely not an ordinary ghost.

But before I could call them up, we heard the sound of suona behind us, also from far to near, getting closer and closer.

And a black fog began to fill behind him, of course, it was also ghostly.

But at this time, I wondered even more, why was it so noisy, why didn't they wake up yet, it is said that they should not sleep so dead.

Could it be a dream?

But how can it be such a real dream?

Whether it's a dream or not, the danger is getting closer and closer, and the top priority is to wake up Xiaobai.

The fat man shouted at Xiaobai:

"Xiaobai, Yang Bin, Wen Jie, wake up."

I shouted at Yin Mo and Wang Zhihe:

"Wake up, wake up!"

But no matter how much the two of us shouted, they were indifferent, as if they didn't hear it, and slept soundly.

I turned around and wanted to call Yang Bin again, but I was so frightened that I almost fell.

I actually saw that I was leaning on Yang Bin's body with my eyes closed, breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

In front of me, two fat men, one fat man was lying on the ground, snoring, and the other fat man was shouting to Xiaobai.

The fat man also found two of himself and two of me at this time, looking at me suspiciously, not knowing what was going on.

But I understood:

Out-of-body!

Me and the fat man, in our sleep, our souls went out of my body.

But I don't know if our soul is a heavenly soul, an earth soul, or a life soul.

No wonder the fat man and I called Xiaobai to them, they were indifferent.

There is nothing out of the body, and I believe that the old man must have a way to send us back to himself, but at this time, we encountered something unclean, and the situation was much more serious.

It wasn't long before a group of people appeared in front of us, in the thick fog.

There were about a dozen people in this team, all dressed in red.

At the forefront, four big red lanterns opened the way, and behind them were two people holding gongs, banging and beating all the way.

Behind them were two eight or nine-year-old children, a man and a woman, whose faces were smeared with a thick layer of white powder, and their faces were expressionless, but they kept swaying countless rose petals into the air.

In the middle, four strong men carried a large sedan chair, and next to the sedan chair was followed by a young lady Xu who was dressed up with heavy makeup, needless to say, was a matchmaker.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew and blew the curtain in front of the sedan chair, and we saw that the sedan chair was empty and there was no bride.

The cold wind blew through the scent of roses, making me dizzy.

I really can't believe that someone will marry in the middle of the night.

No, it's not a human marry, it's a ghost marrying!

At the same time, a loud bird's cry pierced the sky......

Then came the crows......

Sparrow......

Parrot......

Birds and songs......

Sometimes melodious, sometimes short, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

Vivid, it's hard to tell the truth from the fake!

Low and tactful, melodious.

Hundreds of birds and phoenixes!

I'm all too familiar with this festive tune!

Although the tune is festive, it is a song of great sorrow.

The folk popular white things are happy to be buried, and this hundred birds and phoenixes are the tunes played at the funeral scene, with joy and sorrow, and great joy is great sorrow!

Sure enough, as soon as we turned around, we saw a team of people also appearing in the black mist behind us.

Yellow paper covered the sky, crying and mourning.

Dozens of people were dressed in white linen, with nine steps and one knock, and a large blood-red coffin in the middle was carried by sixteen people.

Sixteen lifts!

I was shocked......

There is a saying in our hometown that after a person dies, the more people carry the coffin, the more it shows that the higher the status and the more noble the identity of the person in the coffin.

Sixteen lifts are the most luxurious coffin-carrying team, so the people in this coffin must not be idle.

We're getting stubble.

Weddings and funerals appear at the same time, and they meet in a narrow way......

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.