The bride is missing? Where did you go? At this moment, Hansheng felt that something was wrong. He felt a dark shadow slowly rising behind him, and a bad feeling rushed into his brain, and he stiffened his body and slowly turned his head to look behind him......

Zhong Hansheng was stunned, and there were countless nightmares in front of his eyes. In the black hair like a waterfall, there was an incomparably resentful cold light in his eyes, staring at him and saying, "You're going to die......"

Zhong Hansheng woke up from his dream and straightened his arm to press the electric light. But I don't know why, the light switch is always out of reach. Just as he was about to stand up, a familiar voice came from the dark space.

"Husband, why are your liberation shoes missing?"

Hearing this familiar words, the hairs on Zhong Hansheng's head stood up, and he shouted in shock, "Ghost!" ”。 When he shouted, he really woke up from the nightmare, his sweaty clothes clinging to his body, and he reached out to turn on the light switch.

The fifteen-wattage light bulb flickered in a dim light due to the instability of the voltage, reflecting his miserable face. His face was covered with sweat, and he looked around in a panic, and he didn't dare to sleep any longer.

The long nights of autumn and winter can't just sit until dawn! Looking at the empty interior with no extra furniture, Zhong Hansheng felt for the first time that there was a benefit to his wife.

My wife is coarse and stupid, but with her, the family will not be so lonely. Thinking of my wife. I can't help but think of the children in Xinjiang, who should be back soon.

The children went to Xinjiang by train, and 'Xinjiang is a good place......' is what attracted his children to go to Xinjiang desperately.

When I couldn't sleep, I thought about it, and hugged the futon covered with a trembling body. thought about it a lot, and even thought of what Liu Mingshan said to him.

Liu Mingshan said: The son of the tomb in Menling Village is mutually reinforcing to Zhong Hansheng, and if there is him Zhong Kui, there will be no Zhong Hansheng.

Liu Mingshan's words seemed to have some truth, and after thinking about it, Zhong Hansheng thought that since Zhong Kui was rescued from the cemetery, he had begun to have nightmares. Confused and confused, I fell asleep in a daze...... Zhong Kui really appeared in the dream.

At this time, Zhong Kui has grown up, with a leopard head and ringed eyes, an iron face and sideburns, and a fierce and vicious appearance. Behind him, the seven little ghosts followed, holding a dragon scabbard in their hands, and without saying a word, they stabbed him in the chest when they saw him.

"Ahh Zhong Hansheng woke up for the second time, and his head was covered with cold sweat. My heart was beating faster and I couldn't calm down for a long time. When he woke up this time, he really didn't dare to continue sleeping, so he simply got up and picked up the thick and heavy quotations of the great man that was resting on the wooden cabinet and flipped through them.

The quotation was in red font, and at this time it seemed to him that the color of life was as dazzling as blood. Neurotic dropped the quotes, and the whole person collapsed and was generally weak.

The inexplicable irritability, headlessness, brainlessness, and the flood of desperation rushed into his mind, and he remembered Liu Mingshan's words to him again; 'Zhong Kui gives you a mutual restraint, only by destroying him, can you live a good life. ’

Disordered thinking troubled Zhong Hansheng's mind, and in the end, he secretly decided that he must get rid of Zhong Kui, a fart child.

Autumn and winter are also dry and rainless seasons, and the hard yellow mud is like pebbles with water chestnuts, which are firm and vertical in the fields. The rape seedlings that had just been planted were about to wither, and the village team leader turned gray overnight.

Zhong Kui is a hoodoo in the eyes of others, and he can't show his face.

Zhiqing and Wengen had to go to return the villagers' frame cars early in the morning, and coincidentally, the villagers who lent them the frame cars were the grassroots cadres of Donghua Village.

After a period of greetings, the grassroots cadres brought out the old grumbling words of envy Zhiqing and their lack of worry about eating and drinking. One sentence in the east and one sentence in the west, the topic is related to the matter of dry weather and little rain.

The grassroots cadres said; Their village is the most bitter village in Tongchuan County, and it used to be Menling Village. After Menling Village became an uninhabited village, Threshold Village and Donghua Village became typical poor villages.

The reservoir has dried up, and people have been complaining for days.

Even the river in front of Xia Laohan's house was cut off.

When Zhiqing returned to Xia Laohan's house, Lao couldn't think of a way to help them.

Zhong Kui said a method that impressed Zhiqing and Wengen.

Isn't there an ancient well behind Xia Laohan's house? The strange thing about this ancient well is that no matter how dry it is elsewhere, the water in this well is still clear and sweet.

But since Xia Laohan fished it from the well, no one thought of fetching water from this well to eat. But aren't these extraordinary times? What reason is there to refuse water from this good well? Unless you want to die.

Zhong Kui said that he could let the people in the village sort on the road. A few feet away, each carrying a wooden bucket in his hand, so that the way to pass down can solve the drought of crops and household drinking water.

If you want to carry water from the back of Xia Laohan's house, you have to pass under the old locust tree at the back of the village. The old locust tree is an old tree, so old that the people in the village don't know its annual rings. The dense trees of the old locust tree are like a giant umbrella, covering the entire road surface in shade of the sky and the sun.

Just because of the oldness of the old locust tree, coupled with the shade of the tree branches covering the road, it always gives people a cold feeling. Therefore, on weekdays, the villagers will not come to pass under the old locust tree, and the road under the old locust tree leads directly to the winding sheep intestine path in Menling Village, so that no one wants to come here.

Xia Laohan's home can be entered from the front, or from the side, that is, the position of the old locust tree. The villagers in the village are much closer to the old locust tree to Xia Laohan's house than the front, and this is why the villagers have no choice but to pass by the old locust tree.

Grassroots cadres notified every household to send labor to carry water on the big radio, and emphasized; Except for the elderly, the weak, women and children, and young children, the rest of the labor force had to come out.

After a while, there were mothers-in-law and aunts chattering on the road, and men with cigarette pouches in their mouths. One by one, they looked around and walked under the leadership of the grassroots cadres to the old locust tree.

Those with sharp eyes saw from afar on the branches of the old locust tree, as if something was drifting in the wind.

The grassroots cadres fixed their eyes and saw that it was true, and the white thing that resembled a human body was swaying under the old locust tree. He immediately raised his hand to stop the people, and shouted at a few bold people to come forward to see what was going on.

Looking at the old locust tree from a distance, the umbrella form state is shrouded in an indescribable gloomy feeling. The humanoid object was dangling under the leaves, how terrible it looked.

When the grassroots cadres were trembling and slowly approaching the locust tree, they were immediately frightened by the object they saw in front of them, their legs weakened, their voices choked in their throats, and they trembled their fingers with fright, pointing to the object that was floating in the wind, and they were so frightened that they couldn't shout.

The people who came to see had all kinds of speculations and predictions in their hearts, and it was difficult to imagine that what they saw was actually ......