So the panic and helplessness at that time seemed to have faded a lot for him.

Uncle Cheng got up from the chair, he looked out the window with his hands behind his back, and continued to tell the follow-up of this incident.

was thinking about things in a distraught mood, and Xiaomei had already woken up and turned around.

But since she woke up, she just cried silently, which made Xiaobao at a loss, and began to keep saying words to comfort her.

I don't know if Xiaobao is stupid, or what, his persuasion, Xiaomei cried even more sadly.

Seeing that the matter was self-defeating, Xiaobao didn't dare to speak anymore with a red face, and stood by the bed in a daze and watched her cry, but there was nothing she could do.

This feeling is very bad, and it makes Xiaobao feel a deep sense of loss and frustration.

Such a depressing day lasted for several days.

When Grandma Sun's injuries improved, she personally arranged the mourning hall for Xiaomei's parents, and also did a ritual, saying that the coffin could be buried after seven days.

And the location of this mourning hall is actually an empty house in the backyard of one's house.

As soon as you enter the house, you can see two extremely conspicuous tablets on the offering table at first glance, and two black coffins are placed on the ground in the center, in which the remains of Xiaomei's parents lie quietly.

There were a few kerosene lamps that had been lit on the table around him, but the irregular beating of the flames made Xiaobao feel that he always felt it

That night, Xiaomei knelt in front of her parents' spirits and cried bitterly, Xiaobao saw that her heart was not good, and silently accompanied her to guard the spirit.

In the meantime, Xiaobao asked Grandma Sun if his parents also wanted to set up a tablet.

Grandma Sun said that his parents had not been able to find the bones since the last time the village was wiped out in Xini Village, and the tablet could not be erected for the time being.

Xiaobao felt very uncomfortable when he heard about it, and secretly vowed to step up his literacy and practice in the future, hoping to avenge his parents and fellow villagers as soon as possible.

In the second half of the night, Grandma Sun went back to rest, leaving only two small ones to keep vigil here.

Xiaomei cried and cried, and her voice gradually weakened.

Xiaobao knew that she was very tired, and persuaded her to go back to sleep, saying that he could help her keep a wake here.

Xiaomei didn't follow, and in the end, the two couldn't stand it, so they took a nap on a square table in the mourning hall.

The night was getting darker, and the moon was shrouded in a few dark clouds.

From time to time, a breeze blew into the mourning hall, quietly blowing out a few oil lamps, leaving only a few wisps of green smoke mixed with the smell of burnt smoke in the air.

I don't know when the wind outside is blowing stronger and stronger, and the sound of hissing can be faintly heard.

The wind not only blew the ashes of the paper money in the brazier on the ground, but also blew the plackets of the two little dolls in the mourning hall.

Xu was awakened by the strong wind, Xiaobao opened his eyes in a daze and looked outside.

It was pitch black outside, and it was difficult to discern things with the naked eye.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Xiaobao stood up from the chair with a thrill, only to feel that the temperature of the mourning hall dropped suddenly, and he shivered from the cold.

While secretly guessing, he walked to the coffin with the sound.

When he arrived at the coffin, Xiaobao widened his eyes and scanned back and forth on the coffin, and finally leaned down and reached out to touch the ground a few times.

In addition to touching the cold ground, his fingers quickly became stained with viscous liquid.

I put it under my nostrils and smelled it, and I noticed that it had a salty smell, like a stinky fish that had been sitting there for days.

Xiaobao really couldn't stand this strange smell, quickly took his hand away from under his nose, squatted on the ground and retched uncontrollably.

Enduring the discomfort in his stomach, Xiaobao took out a match and lit a kerosene lamp, so that he could see what was on his palm clearly.

Xiaobao looked at the ground in confusion and found a large area of blood flowing under the coffin.

When I looked up, I saw that blood was pouring out from the gap in the coffin lid.

Seeing this vision, Xiaobao trembled with fright, who knew that by the light of the fire, Xiaobao also discovered something even more terrifying to him.

In just a few seconds, Xiaobao's worst fears still happened.

The light around him was dim and cold, and he didn't know if he had guessed correctly or if the wind was howling.

Now he just wants to find Granny Sun as soon as possible, so that Granny Sun can come and deal with this strange black shadow.

But to Xiaobao's surprise, he found himself running and running, and he didn't know when he actually ran to the village road.

Although the things around him were familiar, the village was extremely quiet at this time, and the silence made people feel a little hairy.

The atmosphere was a little eerie.

Because the usual chickens and dogs barked, and noisy human voices were all gone.

Xiaobao wiped the cold sweat from his face, slowing down his pace with trepidation, hoping to see some familiar villagers.

Unbeknownst to him, as soon as this thought flashed through his heart, many villagers came out from around the village.

They seemed very happy to see Xiaobao, and people kept coming over to ask for warmth and chatter.

Seeing these familiar villagers, Xiaobao's heart finally felt a lot more at ease, and even the fear just now was diluted.

At this time, I don't know who spoke: "Don't be stunned, don't be stunned, it's not too late to send Xiaobao home first, you see how pitiful he is alone here!" ”

When everyone heard this, they began to echo the proposal, and they all agreed with the proposal.

Xiaobao also felt warm in his heart, but at the same time there was a little confusion: how pitiful is it to be lonely and lonely here? What does that mean?

Just as he was suspicious, two villagers had already come over to take him by the hand, and a crowd of people surrounded him and dragged him forward.

But as he walked, Xiaobao found something unusual, because the villagers did not send him home at all, but walked straight out of the village.

"Wait a minute! Where are you taking me? ”

Xiaobao turned his head to ask the villagers beside him, but he didn't mean to reply.

In desperation, Xiaobao had no choice but to ask another villager beside him, but the result was surprisingly consistent, and the villager didn't mean to reply.

It was only then that Xiaobao began to panic a little and shouted loudly for them to let go.

Who knew that instead of letting go, they grabbed Xiaobao's palm even harder, and even the speed under their feet was a little faster.

Xiaobao was sweating profusely on his forehead, constantly struggling and screaming.

But this still didn't help, and Xiaobao found that he still couldn't get rid of their shackles, and could only watch as he was taken out of the village by them.

Xiaobao looked up in amazement, but found that the female ghost had already floated

Out of the village, a thick white mist shrouded the group, and because the fog was too heavy, Xiaobao couldn't see the road ahead clearly.

Until this moment, Xiaobao suddenly remembered that he had encountered such a white fog when he was in Xini Village, and he had also encountered it once in the mass grave last time, and it was the third time when he counted this time.

Is there anything involved?

Just thinking wildly, Xiaobao suddenly felt that the temperature around him was getting lower and lower, and his eyes gradually became extremely dim, and even the roar of the wind came from his ears.

Faced with the strange environment around him, Xiaobao began to feel uneasy.

Just when Xiaobao's heart was pounding, he realized that he had been taken to a cold room at some point.

These villagers brought Xiaobao here, and brought a person who looked exactly like Grandma Sun, and he had also coerced him, just to get the iron box.

There were only two thin pamphlets in the iron box, and he threw them to the ground as anyone wanted them, and then they all stood on their sides, staring at him quietly.

Xiaobao was furious by them, stumbled up from the ground, and was about to run out of the door.

But who knew that when he ran to the door, the dilapidated wooden door actually 'slammed' and closed by itself.

Although the door is dilapidated, it is tightly closed, and no matter how Xiaobao beats and kicks, he can't shake a point.

Xiaobao gasped for breath and turned around in some despair, only to find that several white candles placed around him suddenly ignited spontaneously.

The candle flame lit up the surroundings, and the candlelight that was supposed to be bright yellow turned out to be a faint green.

By the light of the candle flame, Xiao Bao suddenly found that this place seemed to be a mourning hall or something.

In the center is a conspicuous big red coffin, and behind it is a dense array of spirit tablets.

Xiaobao swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, put his back firmly against the door, and said that he didn't dare to take a step forward.

But who knew that the surrounding villagers seemed to be going against Xiaobao, so they stepped forward to grab his arm and forcibly pulled him to the spiritual seat.

When he got closer, when Xiaobao saw the name on the spirit card, he felt even more creepy.

Because he clearly saw that the names of the surrounding villagers were written on those spirit tablets.

Xiaobao is not a fool, how can the one in the coffin not understand the reason, this cold spirit card just confirms that the surrounding villagers have long since died, I am afraid they are no longer human.

"You don't have a tablet yet, I brought you here to help you make a good tablet."

The eyes of the villagers around him were cold, and their lips said just one sentence mechanically.

But such a short sentence scared Xiaobao so much that his hairs stood on end, and he couldn't help but have goosebumps on his body: "I don't want it!" I don't want it! You let me go! I'm getting out of here! ”

Xiaobao quickly turned his head to look at it reflexively, only to see the coffin lid fly up suddenly under his nose, and finally crossed his head and slammed on the ground: "Bang dang! ”

Then, under Xiaobao's frightened gaze, a young woman wearing a blue cheongsam crawled out of the coffin.

The woman's face was bloodless, she looked pale and pale, but her bright eyes revealed a cold and cold light, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable and numb when they looked at it more.

Xiaobao always wanted to avoid her gaze, but she stared at Xiaobao tightly: "Little ghost! You took something that wasn't originally yours! So you can only use your life as compensation! ”

After saying that, she laughed so weirdly, but the laughter sounded like a sword to Xiaobao, which made him dizzy, and his consciousness gradually became a little unclear.

The instant smile on the woman's face disappeared, and she said viciously, "You want to lie to me!" Dare you say you haven't seen a rusty iron box?! ”

And the one from before?

Then there is only one possibility left, there must be some shocking secret hidden in the iron box!

Xiaobao's thoughts are wrong.