After Feijing hurriedly folded back, he said apologetically: "Look, I was in a hurry just now." Because I haven't had such an experience in a long time, I'm overestimating myself a little. This ghost hunt is the same as work, after too long no contact, your hands will become rusty. So, this....".

I watched him stumble and spit, and impatiently asked him to speak quickly, and when he was done, he could go down to business.

He looked at my impatient appearance and said slowly, "There is one more thing I want you to help with." ”。

I asked him what it was.

He said that because he hadn't touched a corpse in a long time, his nose couldn't smell the smell of the corpse, so he wanted me to use it as bait in front of him to lure out the contents of the graveyard.

No way.

The blood is all for you, and you want this body. I scolded, "How do you let me lead? **? That's a fucking man. ”。

Feijing waved his hand again and again: "No, the living dead have no hobby for sex." Didn't you judge point out that you lost it, the yin qi on your body is aggravated, as long as you walk in, that thing will naturally come out to find you, rest assured, everything is with me. ”。

It's because you're here that I'm not at ease. Although I was reluctant to do so, I finally agreed.

Well, the role is reversed. I was waiting outside. looked at the cemetery with a large area, and threw a sentence to Feijing: 'If our revolution is not successful, comrades must carry this banner and continue to walk.' Then he walked towards the center of the cemetery.

The night was hazy and the north wind was gusting.

Winter nights are not uncool. I tightened my collar and looked back at the flying mirror, where he was still there waving to me to reassure me to go. The lights on the motorcycle are already dim yellow, and I think it won't be long before they go out completely.

Helplessly, when I met such a lame Taoist priest, I could only accept my fate. I just hope that after this is over, I can be my little policeman again.

Then again, I'm in this situation for myself. What exactly is the picture? The case has obviously been taken over by the criminal police team, and I'm still here to mess around.

I don't seem to remember how the police slogan came to me.

Slowly wandering around the periphery of the cemetery, thinking to himself, anyway, the flying mirror is behind Lao Tzu, if there is any danger, he will run out.

Thinking of this, I was a lot bolder. The usual arrogance of the police has also risen. Isn't it just a living dead, and is it more terrible than a living person? I was so sure that I clenched my fist in my left hand and walked into the graveyard.

A gust of wind blew and there was a rustling sound in my ears, I don't know what it was? It's like the grinding sound of dead grass leaves being blown by the wind, but it's more like the sound of human footsteps.

I wondered in my heart, who would be walking around here? Could it be that the corpse man has already come out?

The faintly visible graves in all directions make it easy for people to hallucinate, thinking that what they see is people squatting there. If the corpse man is really in it (PS: The author's new book debuts Genesis. The title of the book is the iron box of hell. If you are interested, you can take a look at it) A grave squatting, I will never be able to see it.

I looked closely, wondering if it was a little too fast, could it be that the corpse man was so tempting? In other words, this is too unreserved.

I carefully searched for the source of the sound. I found that it was the wild grass on the grave that danced back and forth, scratching the yellow paper pressed on the tip of the grave, making a "rustling" sound.

It can be regarded as a comfort to himself, the strange sound just now turned out to be the sound of the yellow paper and the dead grass being blown by the wind.

I turned around and tried to look at the flying mirror in the distance, but I was shocked to find that I couldn't see anything except behind a few graves nearby, and this guy didn't know when he turned off the lights on his motorcycle. I think the poor little battery on the motorcycle is dead.

If there is no light on at night, it will not be so easy for people to see. I looked behind me, the visibility was less than 20 meters, there was no figure as far as I could see, which made me a little nervous, I couldn't see the flying mirror, could this guy be able to see me? I didn't have a flashlight.

Flying Mirror...

I yelled in the back. I found that my voice was shaking. If there is no answer, I am not loud, and I may not have heard it.

I stubbornly walked on, and if I remember correctly, I should soon be in the very center of the graveyard.

I suddenly remembered the ghost keeper, the little red in the mouth of Old Man Qi. I wondered what that little red was, and if she was watching me from a place I couldn't see.

Could this little red have something to do with the mysterious third deceased?

There is also Li Hui, the existence of this name is a bit weird, why only Zhang Xiaojie and I remember this deceased, and we have no direct evidence that there is such a person, but Zhang Xiaojie did say this deceased again. He's a police officer, so he shouldn't make the mistake of 'misremembering, saying the wrong name'.

The matter of this deceased person has not been mentioned to Feijing in detail, and when I see him, I must ask him, maybe I will reap the rewards.

I looked at my watch, it was already more than ten o'clock at night, and we had been delayed for so long, and it was just dark when Li Jiatuozi came out, but now it was late at night. Later, when I thought about how slow I was walking just now, I had a fight with Feijing on the periphery, and now this time is understandable.

I was just about to put my phone back in my pocket when a text message rang with a beep. I pressed the OK button and saw that it was sent by Feijing, only four short words.

What are you doing? 】。

I looked around, but I didn't see this guy, and quickly replied

"Where are you?".

I replied to the message quickly, almost at the same time as I sent it, the phone rang again, it was still a text message, or the sentence "What are you doing?" 】。

I didn't rush back this time, I waited for a while. Now that I'm very close to the ancestral grave, I'm sure this is the one I spent that night. The same tall tombstone, the same huge mound, I'm sure it's there.

Now I am a little afraid to go, because the horror of that night is still vivid.

I was fifteen meters away from the ancestral grave, and I didn't know what to do for a while. The message sent by Feijing was obviously impatient. I think he must be following me somewhere, just waiting for the corpse to appear, and then he jumped up and struck.

The voice of the "toot" text message sounded again, and it was still four words.

What are you doing? 】。 When I saw these four words, I was furious in my heart, isn't this fucking sick? He didn't say where he was, but told me to wait for the living dead to appear, so that I could have a direction when I fled. It's always this sentence, what's the matter, it's annoying.

I wanted to call him back, but I really didn't want to make any movement at this time, so I had to reply to him with two more sentences [It's being lured, and there is no obvious effect. Where are you? I'll get to you later].

After pressing the send button, I also breathed a sigh of relief, since he could ask me that, he must have wondered why I hadn't moved for so long, and he should be able to see me. The distance will not exceed 20 meters, and I think my personal safety is absolutely guaranteed.

This time the message came back so quickly that I suspect he had already typed and was waiting there. This time, the message is still those four words [What are you doing?] 】。

Fuck your uncle, I'm really pissed off this time. Over and over again, these four words add a question mark, whether Feijing is mentally retarded. After replying angrily [your ancestors], he planned to ignore him and continue to move forward.

But soon it was the voice of the text message, and I thought he would be scolding me. When I clicked on it, I began to wonder in my heart, or those four words plus a question mark.

What are you doing? 】。