Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Mass Grave Summons the Spirit{3}

That is to take the opportunity to seize the mysterious iron box.

Because of the horror in his heart, Xiaobao was defenseless and accidentally inhaled more peach blossom powder fragrance.

Since this incense powder entered Xiaobao's nostrils, it has been constantly rushing to his brain.

It didn't take long for Xiaobao to feel his head swell and his eyes blacken.

When Xiaobao opened his eyes again, he found that the originally dark sky had become a little brighter at the moment.

Although the sky has changed slightly, the hazy fog around it has not dissipated.

Xiaobao looked around a little blankly, but suddenly Xiaomei's familiar voice came from behind him: "Brother Xiaobao, come with me." ”

Well?

May?

Xiaobao was secretly taken aback, and was about to look back, but Xiaomei had already run in front of him.

When he finally saw Xiaomei, Xiaobao was so happy that he completely forgot to ask Xiaomei where she came from.

Before Xiaobao could speak, Xiaomei said happily: "Brother Xiaobao, let's take advantage of Grandma Sun's time before waking up, let's hurry back to the old house secretly to see if there is anything your father is dreaming of under the big locust tree in the yard, and said it was for you, right?" ”

What did she say?

I don't understand.

Where is the old house?

Which locust tree is it?

And what about the thing that my father said in his dream that he left me?

My brain was dizzy, like a mess of paste, and when I was secretly feeling strange, Xiaomei had already run over and grabbed his arm, and ran straight ahead.

The further you run, the thicker the fog seems to become.

Xiaobao twisted his neck and followed Xiaomei very cautiously along the way, because the fog was relatively heavy, so all he saw around him were some hazy scenes, which made him unable to tell what kind of place this was.

was worried, but Xiaomei suddenly stopped first.

Xiaobao looked at him a little suspiciously, and was suddenly taken aback.

Because in front of his eyes, the door of the house when he lived in Xini Village appeared.

The reason why Xiaobao is so sure is because he was more naughty at that time, and often took some small stones to carve some twists and turns on the door of his house.

This kind of unintentional small symbol confirms Xiaobao's memory even more at this moment: That's right! This is my home, but, but I was obviously in Tuli Village just now, how did I return to Xini Village in the blink of an eye?

Am I dreaming?

Po felt a little difficult to breathe, and he was not sure if he was in a dream or in the real world.

If it's a dream, but the wooden door in front of you is too real, right?

Xiaobao reached out and touched the dilapidated wooden door, and a long-lost sense of familiarity came straight to his heart.

Somehow, just at this moment, there was suddenly an inexplicable sadness and heartbreak that constantly invaded and shrouded his mind.

My home?

I'm back again?

Could it be that Mom and Dad are in the house too?

Thinking of this, Xiaobao couldn't help but have a sour nose, and his tears began to slide down continuously: "Mom and Dad! I'm Xiaobao, hurry up and open the door for me, I miss you so much! ”

Finally saw the old house that haunted his dreams, Xiaobao couldn't control the mood of missing his parents, raised a small fist, and smashed it on the door panel desperately: "Bang bang..."

A series of dull tapping sounds did not get a response from Mom and Dad, but in exchange for bursts of dead silence.

Xiao Baohong's eyes were swollen and she couldn't cry: "Mom and Dad, why don't you open the door for me?" I'm Xiaobao, you come out to meet me, I really miss you. ”

After saying that, the tears flowed even more.

Xiaomei was a little unbearable when she saw this, so she hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve.

Xiaobao was in deep grief and couldn't extricate himself, but unexpectedly, the dilapidated wooden door that was originally closed actually opened by itself.

"Squeak..."

An obscure voice reached the ears of the two of them, and the door was wide open.

When Xiaomei dragged Xiaobao to the courtyard, Xiaobao suddenly felt a little nervous for some reason, and even his right eyelid began to beat wildly.

This feels a little weird, but if you want to say what is weird, Xiaobao really can't say for a while.

Xiaobao stretched out his hand and wiped it on his nose, as if he was being manipulated in his mind, and went straight to the only big locust tree in the yard.

When he got to the big locust tree, Xiaobao was suddenly stunned: What's going on?

How did I get here?

He was still at a loss, but he saw that Xiaomei had already found a stone on the ground, and then squatted under the big tree and began to dig up the soil hard.

What is she digging?

Xiaobao was very puzzled by Xiaomei's actions, and he frowned and stared at Xiaomei's figure and didn't dare to relax for a moment.

His heart was pounding, and he suddenly had a strong premonition at some point: that is, Xiaomei was afraid that she would really dig something out from under this big locust tree.

After a while, Xiaomei began to reach out to wipe the fine beads of sweat from her forehead.

Obviously, she seems to be a little tired now.

But even so, she still refused to relax, but dug around the roots of the tree again.

With Xiaomei's unremitting efforts, and in Xiaobao's shocked and stunned eyes, a rusty iron box finally appeared in front of their eyes.

Why does this thing look familiar?

Xiaobao picked up the iron box with a little trembling hands and looked at it carefully.

Judging from the rusty appearance of this box, it is estimated that this thing has been buried under the big locust tree for some time.

He was guessing to himself, but Xiaomei opened his mouth and urged: "Brother Xiaobao, what are you waiting for?" Why don't you open the tin box and see what's inside? ”

What's the matter?

Xiaobao was a little suspicious, but he couldn't wait to open the iron box.

When his eyes saw the contents of the box, Xiaobao couldn't help but be a little stunned: Huh? Why do I feel a sense of déjà vu in this?

Frightened, he took out two yellowed booklets from inside, and when Xiaobao picked up the first one, he found a few words written crookedly on the cover of the booklet.

But as for what words are written, Xiaobao can't read clearly at all.

He didn't know how to do it, as if his eyes were covered with a thin veil or a faint mist.

In short, these fonts began to become very ethereal and vague when they fell into the eyes, so Xiaobao didn't see a clue from beginning to end.

Looking at the content behind in a daze, it was no surprise that it was still dense with small print.

I had no choice but to put this booklet on the ground first, and then open another one.

Looking at it, Xiaobao found that this book seemed to be a little different from the previous one, because this booklet seemed to have a few more scribbled pictures.

The reason why he judged this way was because from the general outline, it seemed that some clues could be seen, which should be a few pictures with unknown meanings.

And what is depicted in the picture is like mountains and rivers.

Could it be that these are just a few landscape paintings?

But if it's just a landscape painting, why not paint it on a larger piece of paper?

Xiaobao stared at a few sketches in a daze with a sad face, although he racked his brains, he still couldn't understand the specific content of the pictures and the final meaning he wanted to express.

Xiaobao frowned and scratched his face, and muttered to himself in some incomprehension: "This, what does this painting mean?" ”

Complaining is complaining, but Xiaobao didn't stop his movements, still looking at the booklet page by page.

I saw that from the route depicted in the picture, it was either pointing to the east or the west for a while, and in the end, there was a tendency to draw farther and farther.

Call! This painting is so jumpy, who knows what it means?

There was no way, Xiaobao had no choice but to put these two booklets into his arms, thinking that he would leave here first, and then find Grandma Sun for a while.

made up his mind in his heart, Xiaobao was about to call Xiaomei to leave together, but at this time, he suddenly heard a crying sound in his ears.

Xiaobao was stunned, and looked around the courtyard with a pair of big eyes curiously.

As a result, under this look, he suddenly felt that the world was spinning and his head ached.

He grabbed his head with both hands, trembling and slumping on the ground.

Just when he was feeling tormented, the pain gradually disappeared.

Xiao Baomu got up from the ground, he didn't expect this pain to come and go faster, and when he regained some consciousness, he suddenly found that the environment in front of him had turned into a mass grave again.

Standing blankly and looking back and forth, but at this time, where is the shadow of Xiaomei and the big locust tree in front of him.

Until this time, Xiaobao suddenly doubted himself, and said in his heart: No! I was obviously standing in the courtyard of my old house with Xiaomei just now, but how did it become a mass grave in the blink of an eye?

was in a state of panic, and Xiaobao suddenly found that the place where the cry came from was the blue-clothed female ghost standing on the deserted grave behind him.

And the female ghost in blue was closing her eyes tightly at this time, standing motionless at the grave with a trick in her hand.

Although she didn't move like a stake, her hair and clothes fluttered wantonly in the wind, and this scene looked really strange and had a hint of evil.

When Xiaobao was stunned, the female ghost suddenly opened her eyes.

Seeing that Xiaobao was staring at her intently, the corner of the female ghost's mouth showed a faint smile.

Just for a moment, a cold meaning suddenly flew out from the female ghost's eyes, and this gaze fell on Xiaobao, and Xiaobao shivered all over the body in an instant.

When Xiaobao was shivering from the cold, the female ghost in blue standing on the grave immediately blew lightly on Xiaobao's location.

This seemingly inconspicuous action made Xiaobao see an extremely thick white mist out of thin air.

The mist drifted away at an extremely fast speed, enveloping Xiaobao in just a few moments, making him stiff and unable to move.