Isn't it already on the spot? Why is it still broken?

Generally, the break of incense from the middle means that nothing good has happened, and at this time, the heart I just let go of is pulled again.

Fortunately, Ada gave enough incense before, so I re-lit three sticks, and this time I even knelt down to bow down.

When I got up, the three sticks of incense burned as usual.

It seems that I didn't follow the rules before, so a certain old man was upset and deliberately teased me.

After a little settling down, I picked up Wang Song again, although there was no help from the paper man, but the situation of 'ghosts hitting the wall' should have disappeared.

Continuing along the mountain path, nothing strange happened along the way, neither the wind nor the return to the stones.

And after only five minutes of walking, I saw a bright light in the distance, as if two candles had just been lit.

I hurriedly carried Wang Song on my back and walked over, I didn't care about resting at this time, I looked at the tombstone, it was Old Man Lu's, the tombstone next to him was Lu Ling'er's, the two tombstones were newly carved, and some tributes were placed on the platform in front of the tombstone.

"Sorry to interrupt late at night."

I bowed for a moment, then put Wang Song down and slammed his head on the tombstone.

This large area is full of grave mountains, and it is initially estimated that there are at least about fifty tablets, which is not much different from what Ada said before.

After three heavy knocks, nothing strange happened, so I had to help Wang Song up and go to Lu Ling'er's tombstone again.

This time, I was a little lighter, because the previous three heads seemed to be too heavy, causing Wang Song's forehead to swell.

After three kowtows, Wang Song still didn't wake up, so I could only help him to continue to move forward.

At this time, I didn't have a bottom in my heart, because I didn't know any of the people on this tombstone, and every time I went to a new tombstone, I had to light incense first, and then bow down, so I delayed a lot of time.

And after a lot of tossing, I felt like my waist was going to break.

In addition, he didn't have enough energy before, and he carried Wang Song all the way up the mountain, and now his physical strength is completely insufficient, and he has to sit on Wang Song for two minutes every time he kowtows three heads.

I don't know when it started, but the wind also started on the grave mountain, and the smell of the air and the constant sound of insects around it were somewhat infiltrating.

Even if I was mentally prepared before I came, but when my physical strength was almost overdrawn, my mental quality was worse than usual.

After a short rest, I continued my previous movements, and by the time I reached the last row, I was almost dragging Wang Song along.

There are only about six tombstones in this row, and the tombstones in the distance are still in front of a piece of gravel, which is not very good, so I can only help Wang Song to finish the front one first.

But at this time, the crow that I don't know where it came from crowed, I originally supported Wang Song, but after hearing this sound, I involuntarily let go of Wang Song's body.

With a plop, Wang Song fell to the ground heavily, and at the same time, black juice flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

I don't have a good heart, isn't this the decoction I poured on him before I came?

If I spit it it all out, Wang Song of Yin Qi here would definitely not be able to stand it, so I wanted to help him up, but as soon as I touched his body, I felt a strange feeling spread to my palm.

This inexplicable feeling is somewhat palpitating, like touching the touch of a corpse......

I had a lot of contact with corpses before, so in my subconscious, I had already regarded Wang Song's body as if it were a corpse, but my instinctive reaction had not yet been accepted, so my hand was still on his shoulder.

"Hehehe...... Hehe......"

Suddenly, a series of laughter came from Wang Song's mouth, and in the silence of the night, this laughter was ten thousand times more terrifying than the crow cry before.

I resisted the thought of retreating, took a step closer, and asked, "Wang Song, are you awake?" ”

"Hehehehehehehe......"

Another series of laughter was heard, and I took a step back with a tingling scalp.

Wang Song still maintains that posture, but now it seems that this posture has an indescribable weirdness.

If it is a normal person, he can't bend his back into this arc at all, otherwise his spine must be broken.

But Wang Song has been in this posture now, and when he first landed, I didn't notice his hands, and only then did I see that his hands were clasped on the dirt, and his five fingers were stuck into the soil.

As his sneer continued to come out, I seemed to hear a dry cough.

It was the dry cough of an old man, right behind me.

"Hehehe......"

Every time Wang Song laughed, his back would tremble, and as his laughter ended, there would be a dry cough from behind him.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The two voices blend together like a symphony, and they work together very cleverly.

I felt my scalp tingle, but I didn't dare to turn back on it in the first place.

So he hurriedly took out the rune paper and pasted it directly on Wang Song's back.

"Heh......"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the coughing sound that had been repeated was gone, I don't know if it was my own psychological effect or what the reason was, but now looking at Wang Song's figure, it has returned to a normal posture of falling to the ground.

"Did I just hallucinate?"

I took a deep breath and looked at Wang Song helplessly.

After straightening his body again, I saw that his lips were half-open because of the juice coming out of his mouth, and a part of his tongue was exposed, which made me feel a little uncomfortable to look at.

In order to avoid accidentally biting off his tongue when kowtowing later, I could only endure the nausea and stuff his tongue back.

Fortunately, he was very cooperative in this process and did not have any superfluous movements.

I continued with the previous process, and there were only three left, which was the last hope.

Wang Song's forehead was already bleeding, and my flashlight was about to run out of power.

I subconsciously touched his body temperature, it was very cold, the yin qi here would affect a person's physique somehow, including me, a normal person, now I also feel that the yin qi is pressing.

So I could only speed up, and after the first two knocks, Wang Song still didn't have any reaction, and only the last one was left.

This is the last hope, if this doesn't work, it can only mean that Wang Song's coma has nothing to do with the tomb mountain, and I will toss in vain tonight.

After thinking about it randomly, I put Wang Song down first, trying not to let him lean against the tombstone, so as not to offend a certain lord again.

casually took out a series of rune papers from his arms, these are used to save his life later, in case Wang Song wakes up and the six relatives don't recognize it, I can at least have something to save my life in the case of physical exhaustion.

After doing this, I opened my backpack again and reached out to take out the incense candle, but this touch also made my heart feel cold.

"Gan, when I was on the road before, three more candles were used under that stone, and two candles were wasted!"

Now only the last tombstone remains, but there are not enough incense candles!

After thinking about it, if I go down the mountain now, I must take Wang Song with me, but with my current physical strength, even if I go down the mountain smoothly, it is almost impossible to take him up the mountain again, so I immediately dispelled this idea.

"Wang Song, you are really ......"

Originally, I wanted to say the word 'unlucky', but when I thought that this was a grave mountain, and there was no shortage of anything, that is, there was no shortage of dead people, so I would inevitably violate the taboo, so I had to swallow the following words into my stomach.

"Ahem......"

But after I finished speaking, the cough that had disappeared sounded again, and this time, the distance seemed to be behind me, very close......

My palms were full of cold sweat, and I was touching the rune paper randomly, but suddenly a gust of wind blew next to my ears, and I almost instinctively turned around, and then handed the rune paper in my hand.

But there was nothing behind me, and when I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, I suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly turned around, Wang Song didn't know when to sit up, with his back to me.

Because of the weak light of the flashlight, I could barely see that he had the effect of shaking his shoulders.

All at once, it seems to have a rhythm of its own.

"Wang Song?"

I swallowed, took a step forward, and cautiously called out his name.

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