The half-cat, half-human shock I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.

The ghost was worried about my safety and hurriedly asked me, "Brother, how do you feel?" ”

Except for some shock, I didn't feel any discomfort in my body, and casually replied, "I'm fine." ”

"It's incredible, the first time you used this ancient language, there was no adverse reaction, I remember the first time I used someone else's vision, and I was a little dizzy!"

"This shows that your own health is not good, and my health is good!" I smirked my head up.

The students from the school came to class one after another, and I looked at He Ming, who was pale, and asked, "Can you still continue to class?" If you don't feel well, your brother will send you home. ”

"It's okay, my classmates are here, I'm not very scared, I can still persevere." He Ming rubbed his eyes, "Brother, sister, thank you, I went to the classroom with them." With that, he waved at us and ran over to the children on the other side of the playground who were doing training.

"Brother, what did you see just now?" The ghost spirit saw that He Ming had run away before he asked me.

"I saw an old lady with a half-cat face and a half-human face looking at He Ming, and she still had a black mole in her eyebrows, about the size of a grain of rice, so this is what we are looking for."

"It's easy to do things when you have a goal, but where are we going to find this old lady?"

"Where there are many old people, we will go there, and it is right to ask them."

The ghost and I walked and observed, not far from the school, there was a small square, in this square some old people got up early to exercise, but they had not yet returned home, three or five gathered together to do homework, and some old people were in the small morning market next to the small playground, buying fresh vegetables.

I didn't know how to ask them, so I stood behind a couple of old people and listened to their conversation.

An old lady sitting on a stone bench described vividly, "Have you heard, yesterday Lao Zhang said that his son told him that his wife's grave was dug and buried again. ”

"But no, I heard that Lao Wang also died yesterday, it seems that he had a heart attack, and he died suddenly on the spot."

"I don't know what's going on lately, the old friends who often buy vegetables with us, several of them have heart attacks, so they go one after another!"

"Could it be the ghost of Old Mrs. Xu?" A man said cautiously.

As soon as I heard the ghost of Mrs. Xu, I immediately came to my senses, and there must be a lot of articles here.

"Uncle Ma, why are you still sitting in a daze, your wife's grave was dug up last night, why don't you go and take a look."

The thin old man sitting on the stone bench returned to his senses with his originally dull gaze, and ran south without saying a word.

Several old ladies immediately surrounded the people who ran over to report the news, "Xiao Han, what the hell is going on?" ”

"What do you see?"

"Did Mrs. Xu do it?"

The old people were dizzy about the messenger's question, he stomped his feet, anxious, "You asked me so many questions at once, I have to say one by one, originally I accompanied Ma Ben to see my aunt's grave, but when I went, I found that the soil on the grave had been moved, and Ma Ben dug up the grave, and the people in the coffin were fine when they were buried yesterday morning." When I looked at it today, my aunt's heart was gouged out, and it was called a miserable. He said, shaking his head.

Originally, I listened to their conversation, but when I said that my heart was gouged out, I immediately became calm, because this is the same as I thought, just a child kills people, and it is definitely not normal to have follow-up actions. If you want to know the answer, you will probably have to go to the cemetery.

When the old men listened to what he said, their faces were frightened, and no one had the heart to continue chatting, and went home one after another.

"Brother, let's go to the grave he said!"

"We don't know what the other party is like now, do you think you can be sure to deal with it over there?"

"Don't you say it's an old lady with a half-cat face and a half-human face, old, weak, sick and disabled, there shouldn't be anything to be afraid of!" The ghost doesn't care, just that an old lady can't do anything to us.

"Okay, then let's ask for directions!" Regardless of whether you can deal with it or not, it is good to familiarize yourself with the environment of the cemetery first.

When I asked the spirits about how to get to the graveyard, they were surprised at first, and the spirits made up a reason before they told us how to go. I was shocked by the news I received from passers-by that the burial method here still retains the old customs, not cremation, but burial. This is also something I have been unable to figure out before, after all, after cremation, it is impossible to dig out the heart.

The ghost and I walked down the hill along the road, and the whole road was very flat. We quickly climbed to the top of the mountain, and at this moment, I was really eye-opening, hundreds of small mounds, each mound with tablets, not made of stone, but the kind of wood, and I stepped forward to take a closer look.

Each mound is rectangular, and the wood of the tablet seems to be made of mahogany, which puzzles me.

Not far away was the Uncle Ma I saw in the square, he was sitting next to the mound with a wooden sign in his hand, and behind him there was a person filling the pit with a spade and a spade.

I looked at the ghost and walked over.

"Hello, I heard that something happened to the cemetery, and I came here to find out the situation, I wonder if you can tell us about it?"

"Go, go, go, go up, I don't have time to deal with you, this dead man's grave has been thrown away, it's bad enough, you just get away and don't make trouble here." I just want to get it done quickly so I can have a good time. "The person who filled the pit with soil had a very evil attitude, I really don't know who he is buried in?

"Uncle Ma, can you tell us about it?" The ghost spirit was unwilling, and seeing that he was not good at talking, he turned his head to the uncle who was sitting next to him and asked.

The old man didn't reply, but the ghost's question angered the young man who filled in the soil next to him.

He threw the shovel in his hand to the ground and scolded sharply: "It's really unlucky, I met this early in the morning, and I also met you decrepit people, he has Alzheimer's, how can I answer you." ”

He said as he waved and shoved us.

"We don't mean anything, we just want to know about the situation, we are reporters for the TV station."

"Isn't it amazing to be a journalist? It's really difficult, I'm too lazy to take care of you, hey, old man, I'll leave it to you here, you can ask slowly! After saying that, he bent down and picked up the shovel on the ground and handed it to me, "Since you are a reporter for a television station, I think you should be happy to help a person with Alzheimer's." ”

Before I could say anything, he glanced at the old man sitting on the edge of the grave, and turned to go down the hill, his attitude confused me and the ghost.

"Educating our sons like this is what we parents don't teach well." The old man put down the tablet in his hand, stood up slowly, took the shovel in my hand, and silently filled the soil alone.