The second child turned his face away unnaturally.

You can't blame him, the eldest brother himself said just now, the elder brother has to let the younger brother be...

"What? Boss, you've eaten the bear's heart and leopard's gall! When the innkeeper heard this, he woke up hungry and angry, picked up the stick on the ground and hit the boss.

"Hmm," the boss snorted, his arm hurting to the bone, and tears of grievance fell.

"Tell me quickly, there's nothing to hide!" The moonlight was dim, and the innkeeper couldn't see his tears, and even if he did, he was indifferent.

"Daddy! Yes! I just dug up a sweet potato vine! Pull out this vine and you'll have sweet potatoes! Big sweet potato! The second child took the first step to speak, quickly stepped forward and knocked away the sad and weeping boss, and pointed to the vine as if offering a treasure.

I obviously dug it myself, but now it's the credit of the second child... When the boss heard this, his tears fell even more fiercely, and a trace of sadness seeped into his heart that had not been deeply involved in the world.

Tears blurred his vision, and he only felt so uncomfortable that he didn't want to stay where he was anymore, so he walked towards the banyan tree while wiping his tears with his arms crossed. Let my father and second brother dig and eat, he just wants to stay alone for a while now, hide and lick his wounds.

was crying and crying, and suddenly remembered his mother's confession before his death, he stopped crying for a while, or turned back to the direction of the grave and sincerely muttered a few words: "It's strange, it's strange, I'm a child who is ignorant, it's purely unintentional offense..."

I repeated it three times in a row, and then I started crying again. He misses his mother so much...

"It's still the second child..."The innkeeper touched the second child's head with a smile, ignoring where the eldest son was going to leave suddenly. Anyway, this area is not big, and he has no one and nothing for a child, and he can't escape from the palm of his hand wherever he goes.

"Dad, I don't have enough strength, let's pull together, shall we?" The second brother squatted down and pulled the vine first. At this time, I offered to help, maybe my father would give him a sweet potato when he was in a good mood, even if it was a little smaller!

"Okay, okay, pull together." The innkeeper also squatted down, holding the vine with him, and was about to pull it out.

...

As soon as he put the sweet potato vine in his hand, the grave in front of him exploded with a "bang".

The inn sank in the second-hand hand, and he didn't care about the dirt that was sprayed all over his body, and only subconsciously looked down at the rattan in his hand, the other end of the rattan... Ha, haha! It turns out that there are really big sweet potatoes!

This sweet potato should have grown in this tomb before the burial of people, and the person who filled in the soil did not care about the details in the soil, so this sweet potato was able to survive quietly.

Before he could exert any strength, the big sweet potato ran into his hand by itself, which shows that his luck is really good! Desperately in need of sharing his joy with others, he happily looked at the second child beside him.

At this time, the moon in the sky has not known when it has generously revealed its face from the layers of thick clouds, and the moonlight is as bright as day, sprinkled on the world, sprinkled on this sparsely populated cemetery, and sprinkled on the face of the stunned second child.

It seemed that it was just a blink of an eye, and the stunned on the second child's face turned into deep fear.

The innkeeper was stunned, as if he remembered that something was wrong with this tomb just now, and he hurriedly looked towards the tomb - it was... Is that... What's that?

If only the moonlight didn't shine so clearly on the earth... The innkeeper thought so, he wanted to turn around and run away, but the two trembling legs were not under his control, and he couldn't move... It's like the moment I saw the "ghost official" that day...

What kind of thing is that?

...

The lid of the coffin in the tomb has been pushed open, and judging from the direction of the scattering of the grave, it is the person in the coffin - no, it cannot be called the person in the coffin, it is the corpse in the coffin.

The corpse in the coffin stretched out his hand and pushed the lid open, as well as the thick layer of dirt piled on the lid. Therefore, the innkeeper and his second son who were standing outside were splashed by the dirt that flew over, and they were caught off guard.

When both his father and son were unable to take a step out of fear in their hearts, the corpse in the coffin had already sat up from the coffin and sat up on the edge of the coffin, and it seemed that he stepped out of the coffin with great difficulty.

The corpse's face was already showing signs of decomposing, but it was still clear that there was a large wound on his forehead, and in the moonlight he could even see that something was squirming in the wound...

The corpse maggots produced after death should be white, but why is the wound of the corpse in front of me wriggling like... Black?

After a closer look, the innkeeper crooked his mouth, and used his greatest strength to cover the scream in his mouth, and at the same time couldn't help but close his eyes. It turned out that it was not only the wound on the corpse's forehead that was wriggling, but also the corpse's mouth... The corpse had something in its mouth, causing the corpse's mouth to bulge, and sometimes dark red blood flowed down the chin from the corner of the mouth, dripping onto the front of the corpse's shroud.

You don't need to open the corpse's mouth, the innkeeper can know what is in its mouth - it is undoubtedly a mouse, maybe the corpse just came out of the grave and jumped in at the same time as it was frightened, and it happened to jump into the mouth of the corpse, and now only a rat's tail is left exposed...

...

The innkeeper felt that the corpse was also looking at himself while looking at the corpse.

When it finishes chewing the mouse in its mouth, it's its turn, right? The innkeeper gasped, almost crying and trying to move his body little by little.

Another voice that was even more trembling than him came into his ears along the cold wind, accompanied by the sound of dripping water dripping from his crotch: "... Father... Daddy... I... I'll take a walk .... I can't move..."

Listening to this voice, the inn's little two's urination is also coming. But it was this voice that made him calm down a lot in an instant.

Yes, his sons were born to defend him from death, how could he forget about it? Just thinking about it, the fear in his heart retreated a little, and he was overjoyed, and he tried to move his legs, and he was able to move!

Come on!

His body carried out the instructions before his brain, and he took a few steps outside and moved his muscles and bones by the way. At first, the feet, which were still a little weak, walked crookedly, but slowly they finally began to walk faster and faster, and the pace became bigger and bigger.

He couldn't help but look back in shock, great, the second child and the corpse were still standing in place, and they didn't catch up!

...

“... Dad..."The second one cried quietly, he was so afraid... He was afraid that shouting for help would scare the monster in front of him, and the monster would pounce on him! However, seeing that his own father abandoned himself without looking back, his feet finally completely lost the strength to support his whole body, and he fell limply.

A little mouse came out of his wet, smelly crotch and squeaked.

"Squeak." Tonight I said that you have to take a detour, you are too far away, and now you are suffering.

"Squeak." No response was heard, and the little mouse "squeaked" weakly again.

There will never be another little mouse that agrees with it...