Many people in the village will have a cellar at home, put some potatoes, sweet potatoes, Chinese cabbage and other things, although the village refrigerator is also very popular, but the farm produced things, a lot of things can not be put in the refrigerator, there are always some messy need to have a cellar to be convenient.

As soon as I looked at this cellar, I had an idea again, it must be dark enough, maybe Ye Tianming can give me some hints in the cellar. At that moment, he pretended to chase the mouse, and followed him directly into the cellar.

The entrance to the cellar is a few steps down the steps, followed by a cotton curtain. The cotton curtain is very thick, just like a hanging mattress, the shading and thermal insulation performance is very good, I opened the door curtain and went in to feel a chill, the temperature inside is several degrees lower than the outside. Before my eyes could get used to the darkness in the cellar, I was hit the back, and I knew that there were more than a dozen steps inside the curtain.

Looking back at the darkness behind me, in fact, I had already been thrown and lost my sense of direction, and I didn't know which side was the direction of the stairs, but I just turned around a few times in place, and it was dark in front of me.

Then there was a giggle in my ears, and a few cheerful clappings, like a child who had succeeded in his prank, clapping his hands and celebrating insolently.

I secretly screamed in my heart, Master Zhao obviously warned me not to leave him for half a step, but Ye Tianming's death stimulated me too much, so I directly ignored this warning. Now that I think about it, the ghost baby is staring at me, since Ye Tianming may have been killed by him, then he is likely to be still in this house, and I prefer to drill into the dark place alone, isn't this taking the initiative to create an opportunity for him to kill me? I want to slap myself a few times when I think about it, but Zhente is brainless.

The giggle was still there, and I tried to judge his position by the sound of it, and tried to get out of the way a little, but the laughter seemed to be everywhere, in all directions. I swung my fist into the darkness in vain, but it was useless, let alone invisible, and even if I could see it, how could I possibly hit the ghost?

At this time, my scalp suddenly tightened, and a cold hand behind me grabbed my hair, grabbed my hair and dragged me directly to the ground and dragged me to the side, my tears came down from the pain, and I reflexively reached to the back of my head, trying to pull the hand away, but the back of my head was empty, and I couldn't touch anything.

Something was dragging me on the ground, but I couldn't even touch his hand, how did his power be transmitted? If that's the case, then it's not just a dead end when I encounter a ghost, he can see me, I can't see him, he can attack me, I can't fight him back.

The cellar wasn't big, and he quickly dragged me to the wall, which must have been reinforced with cement, and I could feel the cold cement wall sticking to my skin, and then the thing started pulling my hair and slamming my head against the wall, and I could feel my head bleeding from the bang, and I screamed in pain.

Maybe the ghost baby was afraid that I would make another sound, so he grabbed my arm, gagged my own mouth, and punched me in the chin, and my mouth was instantly filled with the smell of blood, and my teeth almost bit off a piece of my own flesh. Then he grabbed me by the hair and slammed my head against the wall, I don't know how many times, and it felt like the wall was going to crack with me.

This is not the end, the ghost baby hit the addiction and threw me on the ground, I was dizzy, I didn't even have the strength to get up, and then the ghost baby's big feet stepped directly on my chest, giggling, and actually stepped on me as a trampoline.

Think about the fat figure of the black shadow, weighing 480 if not 500, this trampling force is comparable to a rammer, I am about to be stepped on by him into the foundation.

Jumping enough, he strangled my neck and dragged me back and forth in the cellar, holding out my tongue and glaring at me, and I don't know how many layers of skin on my body have been rubbed off.

What makes me wonder is that considering the flesh and blood of a normal person, if I toss like this, it is enough to die ten times or eight times, but I have always lived. I even thought that I would die early, and if I died, I would be a ghost, and I wouldn't be able to clean up your little fart child, but I just won't die no matter how much I toss.

Isn't it all an illusion? But I'm in real pain right now.

I don't know how long I was abused by this little thing, but when he pulled my head and hit the wall for the second time, a beam of light shone down from above, and my eyes stinged, but the force that pulled me loosened, and I collapsed directly to the ground.

Master Zhao and two young men came in and took me out, Master Zhao didn't know where to get a broken towel, and he didn't care whether it was clean or not, so he wiped it on my head directly, just wanted to tell him that the wound might be infected, but there was not much blood on the towel at a glance. I've been used by ghost babies as human flesh hammers, haven't my head been broken? Even if you have practiced iron head skills, you can't do it. I touched my head suspiciously, and found that there was really nothing, and then I looked at my arm, and there were indeed two rows of tooth marks, and it was indeed bleeding, but it was only a little bleeding, and it was not as serious as I thought.

This, what's going on? I looked at Master Zhao with a questioning expression.

As a result, Master Zhao scolded me with a slap on his face: "I know that you have a good relationship with Tianming, the two have been friends for so many years, he thinks about you for everything, and even the current job is recommended by him to go for an interview." But now that he is gone, is it useful for you to toss yourself? Can you look like a man? ”

These words directly scolded me, I have only known Ye Tianming for two days, where did I come from for many years of friendship, my current job has nothing to do with him, and it was I who persuaded him to stay, so he succeeded in the interview. But seeing that Master Zhao kept glancing at me, it seemed that he said this on purpose, so he didn't dare to refute it, and honestly sat there with his head down.

Master Zhao said, "I'll go down and take a look, you went crazy just now, and you didn't break anything for others." ”

Then Master Zhao went into the cellar alone, and soon came out, sat next to me, shook his head, and saw that everyone else was busy on the other side, and no one paid attention to us, and whispered to me: "It's gone." ”

I didn't quite understand who he was talking about, but I really didn't dare to take a step away from Master Zhao, followed behind his buttocks, and finished the funeral process.