The slave who prepared the incense, candles, and paper money didn't say anything, but the key was that the three slaves who were sent by Uncle Cheng to find the limbs of the female corpse seemed quite complaining.

No matter how they say it, the reason is actually the same, that is, they are afraid of being entangled by female ghosts.

Uncle Cheng sneered: "Hmph, to tell you the truth, if any of you dare to neglect this matter, then this female ghost will find whom." ”

As soon as these words came out, the three of them suddenly had nothing to say, they didn't dare to offend Uncle Cheng, so they had to run around and start looking for the limbs and head of the female corpse.

It took about half a pillar of incense for the three servants to finally find the limbs of the female corpse a few hundred meters away.

The matter here has just been resolved, and the three people who went to get the incense candle paper money before also returned together.

Uncle Cheng saw that everything was ready, so he hurriedly ordered people to draw circles and burn the incense, candles, and paper money in this place.

At first, the six slaves were still trying to shirk one by one, but in the end, under Uncle Cheng's coaxing and deception, they also obediently complied.

During this period, Uncle Cheng was not idle, and he took advantage of this gap to quickly overtake the female ghost.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, but Wang Tao roared for no reason, saying that he saw the female ghost smiling and waving at him.

He also said that the female ghost's body gradually faded, as if it was about to float slowly across the river.

Although Xiaobao knew that what he said was true, he was afraid that he would directly scare the six boys in front of him into fainting, so he had to cover his mouth with his hand, "Brother Taozi, you should be careful when you speak, you must know that not everyone can see that female ghost, you are shouting so loudly, aren't you afraid of scaring those irrelevant people to death." ”

Wang Tao, who was gagged, was not as careful as Xiaobao, he only cared about struggling to the death, and now he only had fear in his heart and completely lost a little bit of reason.

In order to get rid of the bad luck of the Kang family, after Uncle Cheng went back that night, he set up an altar and began to exorcise evil spirits.

Xiaobao and Wang Tao stood on the side, waiting for Uncle Cheng's dispatch from time to time.

The butler and others waited by the side, and no one dared to leave half a step.

Uncle Cheng attaches great importance to this ritual, and because of this, the rituals are carried out very slowly.

They were busy until the second half of the night, and Xiaobao and Wang Tao had to go back to rest.

Because he was really sleepy and uncomfortable, Xiaobao went back to his room in a daze and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept until now, Xiaobao was suddenly woken up by a gust of cold wind.

He reluctantly snorted twice, turned over and continued to sleep.

But who knew that at this moment, he vaguely heard a slightly ethereal suona and gong sound from outside the courtyard in a daze.

Well?

Xiaobao narrowed his eyes into a slit, and he looked out the window in wonder, but found that the moonlight was very thick tonight, and he saw that a cold white moonlight had already been reflected on the ground through the paper window.

"What's going on? Could it be that Uncle Cheng's rituals are still going on? ”

Xiaobao rubbed his sleepy eyes, put on his shoes and went to the ground.

Before he came back, he clearly remembered that Uncle Cheng had already finished the rituals, but why was there such a grotesque sound outside the courtyard.

Because of curiosity, Xiaobao pushed open the door and prepared to go outside to feel the situation.

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.

Xiaobao pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while, deeply confused, what kind of sound is this?

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 was shocked inexplicably: Why did I come to this ghost place in a trance?

looked at the woman in blue beside her again, and suddenly her hairs stood on end.

Xiaobao exclaimed, and sat on the ground in fright, his body kept falling backwards, until he was close to the door frame, he got up from the ground in a panic and ran straight out of the door.

The light around was dim, the cold wind was howling, and Xiao Bao struggled without looking back, just running forward.

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, she saw that only half of her face was left, and the other half was exposed, especially the protruding gums, which looked very scary.

As he ran, he realized that 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!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

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.

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?

Or is it the same person who is behind all this?

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.

The villagers brought Xiaobao here, threw him to the ground, and then 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.

"Goo-dong!"

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 he not understand the reason, this cold spirit card just confirms that the surrounding villagers have died a long time ago, I am afraid they are no longer human.

Thinking of this, Xiaobao's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and he trembled and glanced at the surrounding villagers, and opened his mouth tremblingly

Xiaobao looked extremely shocked, this iron box was obviously something left by her father, how could she say that it was hers?

There is also the person who looks exactly like Grandma Sun before, and he also coerced himself, just to get the iron box.

There were only two thin pamphlets in the tin box