I looked around, and the fog at the top of the mountain was much heavier than it had just been.

The sun that had only emerged a moment ago, and now I don't know where to hide, the humidity in the air is getting worse and worse, and when I take a deep breath, I feel that my nostrils are full of water droplets.

Standing in front of my aunt's grave, she is young and beautiful in the photo.

Suddenly, on the photo I sent on the tombstone, the eyebrows on my aunt's black and white face, I don't know when, were stained with a drop of blood.

Immediately after that, another drop.

Reaching out, I just wanted to wipe it for her, but I felt my eyebrows get wet.

There were droplets of water dripping on my forehead, and I reached out to wipe it, and when I looked down at the palm of my hand, I was stunned.

The place where I just touched the center of my eyebrows was bright red, and I smelled it lightly, and it smelled very strongly.

That's when I realized something.

Then, another drop of blood dripped onto the back of my hand, then a third, then a fourth......

Looking up slightly, I saw a bloody face!

It was a man hanging upside down, his eyes bulging wide and the muscles of his face twisting in pain. I stood still, not daring to move, and his hand reached out to me.

When his fingers touched my cheek, it was a cold touch.

I screamed.

As soon as I shook his hand away, I turned and ran.

A thunderclap flashed in the dim sky, and a dark sound rang out all around.

A miserable male voice sounded faintly behind me, as if crying as well as laughing. The wind was blowing in my ears, and I got goosebumps all over my body.

The weeds on the ground cut my ankles, and I ran forward as if I wanted to die.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the water molecules in the air are much denser than just now, and I am like a flying fish shuttling through the water, no matter how hard I try, I can't break through the water level.

That's when my hand was grabbed.

I was running faster than before, and slowly I could see that it was a man in a white coat who was half a head taller than me.

I don't know how long I ran, but in a small wood, the man finally stopped.

He looked back, and it was a man with clear eyebrows.

The man opened his mouth, and the sound that came out of his mouth was like a radio stream: "Don't be afraid, they won't catch up anymore, we're free." ”

Hearing this, I felt a little more at ease.

Then the man pulled something out of his pocket.

It was a yellow piece of beeswax.

It has a color like chicken fat and is very smooth to polish.

The man hung the thing around my neck, and I looked down at the shiny thing, which felt as smooth as jade to the touch, and I had an indescribable taste in my heart.

I was about to say something when my surroundings suddenly changed.

I saw myself in a small hut, it was raining outside the window, and the casserole on the stove next to me was steaming hot.

When the lid of the pot was lifted, a smell of meat suddenly emerged from inside.

The powdered lotus root that has been stewed for three hours, and when you bite into it, you can pull out a long silk thread.

Look at the stick bones again, the meat tendons on it or something, it is even more like a sip of melting. Such a pot of stew, without other complicated seasonings, just a little salt, is enough to have a long aftertaste.

After taking a sip of lotus root soup, my body suddenly felt warm.

Sitting back at the table, I picked up the purse again and continued to show off.

It was a pair of mandarin ducks, and it was going to be finished soon. The rain outside the window was lighter, and just then I heard a voice:

"Our master said that he didn't agree to this matter originally, but since his daughter likes you, he can only rely on her temperament. After you get married, the big mansion and more than a dozen façade houses in the west of the city will be given her as a dowry, so you should think about it......"

After hearing this silently, I did not speak.

The lotus root soup on the stove continued to simmer, but the taste was not as fragrant as before.

The man walked in, took a deep breath, and said something that was really fragrant. I handed him the embroidered purse, and I saw him smile reluctantly and put it in his pocket.

He was given a bowl of lotus root soup, and after he took a sip, he said that he had something to say to me.

"Otherwise, you better go back and live with me, life is not good, it will make your ...... miserable"

He said this very lightly.

Outside the window, it was raining heavily, and I felt a chill hit my body.

……

……

Everything around me began to blur again, and when I was stunned, I was suddenly slapped in the face.

Immediately, Tang Muzhou's voice sounded in my ears: "Tang Xiaofan, don't sleep, wake up quickly!" As he shouted, I was slapped several times on the face.

These slaps were very hard.

I've finally come back to my senses from my vision.

When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the ground, and the two women of Tang Muzhou and An Jia looked at me.

Seeing that I woke up, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

I was just about to speak, when a grassy smell hit my mouth.

I spit out something stuffed in my mouth, and the bad smell still made me very uncomfortable. After coughing a few times, I asked Tang Muzhou what had just happened, and he said:

"You asked, you scared the hell out of us just now."

It turned out that I was kneeling on the ground at that time, waiting for the rice to be sprinkled. Suddenly, I stood up and ran forward.

Tang Muzhou caught up and called my name, I gave him a backhand slap, and then he convulsed all over his body and passed out to the ground.

It freaks out the crowd around me.

They tried a lot of tricks, but they didn't wake me up.

A woman who wept at the grave said that I was "evil" in this situation.

Evil spirits on the grave mountain are actually quite common.

They are professional grave weepers, and they are not surprised by this kind of thing. As far as I just reflected, ninety percent of them were entangled in some dirty things.

After glancing at me again, the woman said, "You see that her face is blue and her forehead is black, but she does not bask in the sun all the year round, and she comes out day and night, and the yin qi is too heavy." ”

Day and night, this woman is really right.

I'm a "ghost eater", so I don't have to go out at night.

Tang Muzhou didn't believe the woman's nonsense, took out his mobile phone and wanted to call 120, but found that on the top of this mountain, the mobile phone had no signal at all.

The woman was on the side and said to An Jiaqi:

"It's useless, you can't save her even if you call a doctor, you have to feed her some horsetooth."

Purslane is a wild vegetable that can be served cold or in soup, and it is common in the mountains, especially in dew-soaked mornings.

Originally, Tang Muzhou didn't believe this kind of remarks, but her cousin said that it was better to try, so she asked the people around her to rummage a few times, and she really found a lot of horseteeth under a stone.

The woman mashed it with dew and stuffed it into my mouth.

After that, Tang Muzhou began to slap me in the face.

I just woke up.

After relieving myself, I didn't quite understand, where was my "evil" on the way up the mountain?