"What's going on?"

Yang Ruoqing was rising when he heard this, and he suddenly stopped.

She was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks.

"It's a bit infiltrating, so don't you say it?" He scratched his head.

What's more, he has never believed in these strange things.

But this time he took Qing'er into the mountain, there are some taboos, and he still has to obey it.

But—

It's all about this, he doesn't say it, she doesn't agree.

"Say it quickly, it's the most annoying thing for hanging appetites!"

She urged again.

He was a little embarrassed by her anxious appearance, so he had to continue.

The two peeked through the crack in the window.

"The room is not big, it is dark all around, and there is a table of eight immortals in the middle."

"There is a soybean oil lamp lit on the table, and the fire the size of mung beans can't illuminate the ground the size of a sieve."

"There are four benches around the table, and the benches are full of people."

"They were all dressed like Hanako, their hair was hanging down, and they sat around the table as if they were in a meeting."

"And on the far side sat a woman, with her hair disheveled, and she was holding the baby openly......

"Huh?"

Yang Ruoqing tilted her head, "What's there to be afraid of?" Maybe it was occupied by a group of fleeing beggars? ”

Luo Fengtang shook his head.

The woman looked up, and the two of them recognized it at a glance.

"She is the daughter-in-law of a family in their village, and she died in childbirth when she gave birth."

"By the time they saw her breastfeeding, it had been more than a year since she died......

A cold wind blew.

Yang Ruoqing inexplicably shuddered.

The back of the spine was shining.

Looking around, except for the two of them, there was not half a figure in the mountain chong.

Looking at the collapsed thatched house over there, I suddenly felt so infiltrating!

"Qing'er, what's wrong with you? Why are your fingers so cold? ”

Luo Fengtang asked, freeing up one hand and holding her hands in the palm of his hand.

It turns out that Qing'er's weakness is here?

A wicked smile crossed his eyes.

"Qing'er is not afraid, I'll hold you!"

He said, stretching out his arm towards her.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at him and straightened her waist.

"Jokes, I don't care about a little cow ghost and snake god...... Oh my god! ”

Before the words fell, she suddenly jumped behind Luo Fengtang.

"Tang Yanzi, what's the sound? Did you hear that? ”

She grabbed Luo Fengtang's clothes tightly with both hands and poked her head out.

In her previous life, she was a typical atheist.

In the sea of corpses and blood, they will not blink their eyelids.

The bizarre soul piercing made her attitude towards the world change a little.

Dead, she is not afraid.

However, for the kind of Ah Piao who has no substantive body.

She still had an instinctive resistance.

In the past, when watching horror movies, she preferred European, American and Thai series.

Ghosts and everything, they all have entities that can physically attack at close range.

And the Korean one, it's too floating.

It was an irritating feeling, like a fist slamming into the air.

Anger, fear, but nothing can be done.

As for domestic production?

Forget it.

Most of the time the protagonist took the wrong medicine and had visual and auditory hallucinations.

So at this moment, the mountain wind blew a strange sound from the thatched house.

She instinctively startled.

Luo Fengtang was also shocked by her reaction.

"What's the sound?" He asked, turning his head sideways.

Yang Ruoqing pointed to the thatched house over there: "Over there, there seems to be something going on over there!" ”

It's like a muffled grunt......

Luo Fengtang didn't squeak, and pricked up his ears to catch the movement.

Sure enough, another strange sound came.

This time, both men heard it.

"The sky is blue, we won't meet ghosts too, right?"

Yang Ruoqing asked, leaning towards Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang freed up his hand and grabbed Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly.

He was also full of doubts.

Once upon a time they hunted in the mountains, day and day.

I've never encountered a ghost.

This is to satisfy this girl's curiosity, so I told the ghost story I heard.

"Qing'er, don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in this world."

He soothed her.

"Even if there is, with me, it won't dare to come close to us!"

Hearing his firm words, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but raise her head.

"Wow, you're so good? Do you have any powerful magic weapons that you can't do? ”

She asked.

Luo Fengtang smiled, and before she could speak, she suddenly thought of something.

Pointing at him, Xiao You said excitedly: "Oh, I understand! ”

"You are a pure yang body, and the child's urine can drive away evil spirits and avoid evil, isn't that so?"

Luo Fengtang is full of black lines.

"You...... Where did you hear about it? ”

He asked.

Yang Ruoqing blinked.

She didn't dare tell him that she had learned it from Lin Zhengying's zombie films.

At that moment, the voice came for the third time.

This annoyed her a little.

Picked up the firewood knife he brought: "Grandma is a bear, it's endless." Let's go, go over and see, but I want to see what kind of spirit it is! ”

Luo Fengtang didn't want to go, but she had already rushed out.

He hurried to follow.

This girl, this fierce force.

Even if there were real ghosts, they would have been scared away!

The two of them came in a murderous rage.

When I got closer, I found that the thatched house was really small.

It collapsed on all sides, and the thatched roof was pressed down and laid on the ground, and it was rotting in the wind and rain.

Half-man-deep weeds grew around, withered and yellow.

The voice came from behind one of the half-man-high walls.

Yang Ruoqing stopped her steps and pricked up her ears.

At the same time, Luo Fengtang was dragged.

She didn't say anything, but gestured to the ground beneath her feet.

Luo Fengtang also had a tacit understanding and was silent.

He followed her guidance, his brow furrowed.

Blood!

The blood meandered all the way to the broken wall, and it was gone.

Obviously, there is a man behind the broken wall, or a beast.

He pressed her shoulders and shook his head at her.

Stop her with his eyes, and don't let her come forward.

And he himself, pulling out a dagger that he carried with him, and dragging it in his hand.

Then leaned down and lurked over there.

With the previous two accidents, Yang Ruoqing didn't listen to him and stood in place and waited.

Instead, he picked up the firewood knife and quietly went around to the other end of the broken wall, outflanking him from there, so that he could have a response......

……

When two people descend from the sky and land at the end of the broken wall.

I was taken aback by the scene in front of me.

A man lay upright on the ground, covered in blood.

Luo Fengtang hurriedly put away the dagger and walked over quickly, squatting down beside the man.

He poked the man's nose with his hand, "And gas!" ”

Yang Ruoqing also walked over and glanced at the man.

There were several bloody wounds on the legs, arms, and abdomen.

The vital part was not injured, but the other parts lost too much blood, and it would kill him!

Do you want to save it?

She asked herself.

Then he shook his head.

Who knows what this man did?

Honest villagers, who would run into the mountains alone and be seriously injured?

The story of Mr. Dong Guo and the wolf is the best example.