Lost in the wilderness

Author: Zhang Bixin

As mentioned last time, after escaping from prison, Monchi went to his alternate hideout, which is the village of Morin, according to a pre-planned plan.

But for some reason, he, who has always had a good memory, came to a tombstone in the village of Morin in a daze.

Moreover, the owner of the tomb was the father of the deceased whom he had killed.

The thought of this made Monchi's spine feel a little cold.

At this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps behind him.

Monchi looked around, this time the grave was cleaned up, and there were no tall trees to cover him.

It was too late for Monchi to run far away and dodge.

So Monchi was relieved, and immediately hid behind the grave, and at the same time put his backpack on the ground, and took out a dagger from his backpack and held it in his hand.

He heard the footsteps approaching, and the person who came seemed to be standing in front of the grave, and he didn't know why there was no movement.

Monchi felt very strange.

Usually people either come to worship, or they just pass by, so how can they stand in front of the grave and do nothing?

Could it be that someone has already discovered themselves?

However, because Monchi's attention was on the man, he didn't notice that he was crouching behind the grave while the temperature around him was gradually decreasing.

Listening to the voice, the person who came seemed to be pulling something out of his bag, and Monchi felt very bad, feeling that the person was coming for him.

Monchi had always liked to strike first, so he stood up and poked his head out, ready to take a look at the situation, and if the person was holding a weapon, he would greet him with a throwing knife first.

But he found that the person standing in front of the grave looked like an ordinary weak college student, with a camera around his neck.

The man was holding a camera and was about to take a picture.

Monchi was startled and immediately hid behind the grave, for this was completely unexpected.

As he ducked back to his grave, Monchi heard the click of the shutter of his camera, and saw the accompanying flash.

Monchi thought to himself, what is this? If it's a plainclothes police officer who is following you, or an enemy, you won't take a photo.

If they are here to worship, who will take pictures in front of the grave of worship?

Meng Qi instantly thought of only one situation, could it be a reporter?

Stalking yourself and taking a picture of yourself as a front-page photo?!

If that's the case, the reporter is too bold, and it seems to be alone.

But if you dare to do it on Tai Sui, you don't want to live anymore.

Thinking of this, Monchi was ready to jump out and kill him, he had already killed people anyway.

If the first time was an accident, it made Meng Qi struggle for a few days after the hand.

But the second time, there should be no psychological fluctuations.

At this time, Monchi heard an "ah" cry from the other party, followed by a burst of footsteps.

As soon as Monchi stood up, he saw only the young man's vanishing back.

"Hehe, want to run?" Meng Qi sneered in his heart, held the dagger in his hand, and was about to rush over.

He looked at the speed at which the young man was running, and he knew that with his physical fitness, it would not be difficult to kill him.

But suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a huge sense of oppression swept over.

As soon as Monchi stood up, he suddenly felt as if he was frozen in absolute zero.

His body was frozen and he couldn't move.

Out of the corner of his eye, Meng Qi glanced at the side of the mountain in the distance, the sunset that was gradually sinking, and a sense of fear swept through his body.

He suddenly felt as if something was behind him, and heard a little inexplicable grunt.

This kind of condition where the whole body is frozen and unable to move, Meng Qi has heard the old people say before, it is called a ghost beam!

It can happen when you are followed or with a feminine object for a long time.

Could it be that I am staying behind the grave? Monchi thought to himself.

At the same time, he knows deep down that what is behind him is definitely not a person!

Man is a forward-looking animal, and when something strange is going on behind you, you can't help but jump away or immediately look back to confirm the situation.

After all, it's the unknown behind that that is the biggest source of fear.

Meng Qi just wanted to look back, but he remembered that the old people said that when you are bound by ghosts, you can only move above the neck.

And if you turn your head away, the three fires on your shoulders will be extinguished, and the demons will succeed in coming up or persecuting you.

So Meng Qi resisted the urge to turn back, but his heart went up and down, his body struggled desperately, and he trembled slightly.

Suddenly, Meng Qi reflected the knife of the dagger in his hand, and vaguely saw a withered human hand gradually sticking out of the grave next to him!!

The sleeves on the arms were tattered, and the most incredible thing was that the hands did not break through the earth, but gradually emerged from the soil as if they were merging.

Monchi's eyes widened in horror as he struggled desperately.

Under the ghost bondage, Monchi's body trembled slightly, but he was still unable to break free, trapped in the despair of fear.

Through the knife face, after seeing the withered hand stretched out, it gradually crawled out of its owner.

A scrawny old man, dressed in a tattered tunic suit, the old man's face was unusually pale, and he seemed to be staring at Meng Qi deadly!

I saw that the old ghost was moving over step by step, almost clinging to Monchi's back.

Monchi could almost hear the eerie "hahe" coming from behind his ears...... Hahe......" panting.

No matter how bold Monchi is! No matter how strong the psychological quality is, I can't hold on to it anymore at the moment, and I almost collapsed.

Under the pressure of the ghost bundle, and with an unprecedented sense of fear, Monchi lost his strength and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

Having lost his only weapon and source of information, Meng Qi only felt that his whole body had fallen into an incomparable abyss on his back, his hair standing on end, and his face was as pale as death.

Monchi felt the old ghost just cling to him, staring at him deadly.

After a few minutes, or what felt like a century, Monchi heard the gasp of "hey" behind him turn into a "clucking" sound.

Then came the hollow voice of hell: "Cluck...... I've been sleeping for decades...... Thanks to that flash of light that woke me up...... Giggle...... As for you...... You killed my son!

Giggle...... After a while...... Just ...... Go with him! Giggle......"

Monchi was shocked! I thought, sure enough, this old ghost is the father of the person he killed by mistake, and Lao Tzu's ghost has come to avenge his son!

Hemp eggs! Lao Tzu's luck is too bad!

How is the unlucky father buried here? It looks like I'm going to die today!

Wait a minute! It suddenly occurred to Meng Qi that the old ghost said "After a while......

That is, he can't do it yet. "Now?!" A flash of inspiration flashed in Monchi's mind.

He looked again at the sun in the distance, which was about to sink into the side of the mountain, and I see!

Generally speaking, when ghosts come out to harm people, they will choose the evening time, that is, after the sun sets, the yang energy gradually dissipates and the yin energy gradually gathers.

And the fact that the old ghost appeared before the sun went down and did not kill him immediately shows at least two things:

First, the old ghost had to wait until after the sun had set, or after dark, before he could do anything, and now he was just restraining Monchi and preventing him from escaping.

Second, since he was in a hurry to restrain Meng Qi and prevent him from leaving the tomb, that is to say, the old ghost could only make waves in a limited area. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to confine Monchi here.

In other words, if Monchi hadn't broken free from the ghost bundle and fled the area before it got dark, his life would have been decided here today.

How do you break free? Meng Qi suddenly thought of a sentence: "Evil ghosts will be afraid of three points when they encounter wicked people." ”

Since Lao Tzu has killed people and escaped from prison, he is a great villain.

Since you can still move above the neck, ......

So, Meng Qi immediately burst out scolding, and all kinds of swear words and vicious words burst out.

Because I have seen the names on the tombstone before, almost all of them are named and named, without ambiguity.

The old ghost seemed to be scolded a little emotionally, and the pressure on Meng Qi's ghost bundle was loosened.

Monchi was overjoyed, and was about to break free with all his might, but then the pressure increased sharply, and he couldn't move, and it seemed that the old ghost was not so easy to fool.

Meng Qi was scolding Xingtou, so he improvised and blurted out: "You fucking are just like your son, you only dare to be behind your back, you are all cowards!" Ancestral cowards! Haha......"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from behind, and the old ghost suddenly appeared in front of Monchi!

I saw that its withered and deformed face was unusually hideously twisted, and its long tongue hung down from its chest.

The old ghost's bulging white eyes stared at Monchi!

It clucked, "Cluck...... In front of you, I made you ......"

As he spoke, the old ghost showed his green fangs, opened his withered claws, and viciously pounced on Meng Qi, who was firmly bound by the ghost bundle......

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Lost Definition

Ghost Bundle: The ability that can only be possessed by resentful ghosts who have accumulated yin for many years. The ghost bundle has the dual effect of cold and stiff and resentful pressure, and can restrain the limbs of ordinary people (it has little effect on people who are too yang). However, a person has a yang fire on the top of his head and on both shoulders, so a person who is bound by a demon cannot be restrained on his shoulders and above the neck, and can move.

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