Even though the windows were closed, the temperature in the room was getting lower and lower. I wrapped my puffer jacket tightly, but I still couldn't resist the cold, and I had to lean back and forth in the house to keep warm.

Because I have to guard this place, I can't climb over the wall to find the third uncle.

I was walking back and forth when suddenly I heard something strange in my ears. Now my mind is extremely nervous, and my heart is beating when I hear the slightest bit of wind and grass. The sound seemed to come from the courtyard, and it was like footsteps.

I was agitated, and quickly stopped, approached the window, and listened carefully to the movement outside.

Sure enough, after my footsteps stopped, there was still the sound of footsteps from the courtyard.

I was stunned, could it be that the third uncle is back?

I walked over and opened the door, and the cold wind outside blew the sand into the room, blowing out the candle on the table at once.

I closed the door again, this will definitely not be the third uncle! Even if he came back, he couldn't be so sneaky, if it was him, he would have come to me a long time ago.

If it's not the third uncle, is Lao Xiao back?

"Who? Who's out there? I couldn't help but ask.

No one responded, but a stronger gust of wind blew in, completely muffling my voice. He choked me and coughed a few times.

No, the wind is not right.

It dawned on me that this wind was not a normal wind.

I have learned that the real yin wind is not the same as the ordinary wind. The first is the temperature, no matter how cold the ordinary cold wind blows on the body, it is the kind of range that can be tolerated, and it can also be resisted by heating equipment. But this kind of yin wind, blowing on the body, is the kind of cold that can penetrate the skin and blow into the bones.

Of course, this yin wind can also be divided into three, six, nine and so on, ordinary yin wind is supported by its own yang energy, and it is barely bearable, but the yin wind blowing from the place where the yin qi is heavy blows on the body, it is the feeling that can blow your bones away.

I asked the third uncle, the formation of this yin wind is very simple, that is, the yin and yang in a place have changed, which will cause the airflow to also change accordingly. The most common change of yin and yang is the imbalance of yin and yang caused by the presence of ghosts.

After a long period of training, I was able to judge the nature of the wind based on my instincts.

What just woke me up from the window was an ordinary cold wind, which is common in this season.

But as soon as I pushed the door, the wind blowing outside was definitely cloudy.

This shows that the footsteps I heard just now should not be human.

Thinking of this, I was thrilled. Subconsciously shrank back from the door.

Sister Hua said at the time that the reason why this yard was haunted was because several people had died in it. Could it really be the ghosts of the dead that are haunting them? The dismount that the third uncle gave them during the day didn't work at all, which shows that the ghosts outside are not ordinary ghosts.

I involuntarily grabbed the peachwood sword in my hand and straightened the dogtooth I was carrying on my chest. I'm ashamed to say that after so many things, although my courage has been exercised a lot, but at this time, I still have a weak heart.

The word ghost has been used since ancient times

The most shunned topic in people's minds. Although I know that humans and ghosts are just two forms of existence in this world, I still have a hairy heart when it comes to dealing with ghosts. It can be said that I have never been able to pass the level of ordinary people being afraid of ghosts. The third uncle said that if he couldn't pass this level, then neither his cultivation nor his Taoism would make rapid progress.

And at this moment, in addition to the footsteps outside, there was a burst of shouting from the courtyard. The sound was soft at first, but it got louder and louder. But although the voice was loud, it was not very true when you listened closely. It sounds like a lump of cotton is stuffed in your throat.

It didn't look like it was coming from one person, it was the shouting of many people together.

The reason why I can't hear it clearly is because those people don't shout in unison. After shouting for a while, the shouting finally became neat, and after listening carefully, I could barely hear the content of the shout.

The shout was like a labor trumpet, neat and rhythmic. One of them was also leading the shout.

"Fourteen people...... Hey, hey, hey, hey, ......hey, Hey, hey, hey, six and eight, hey, hey, hey, hardwood...... Hey, hey—hey—hey...... Slip on it...... Hey, hey—hey—hey, brothers...... Hey, hey—hey, come on...... Hey, hey—hey—hey......"

The sound of the trumpet is incessant, and I will never mishear it.

The sound is very penetrating, and it is also very graphic after shouting, so that you can immediately imagine the scene of them working in the forest farm with great fanfare.

Although I was weak in my heart, I still couldn't help my strong curiosity, so I dared to gently open the door a crack. I looked through the crack in the door.

The moonlight outside was very strong, and in the moonlight, I vaguely saw a group of people working in the courtyard, walking back and forth in the courtyard.

The sound of the trumpet came from them.

In the moonlight, their bodies looked a little weak, hazy, as if a cloud of white gas had coalesced into a human form.

They walked from one side of the yard to the other. When I got to the end, I turned back and walked back.

I kept my eyes on them, and I just walked back and forth a dozen times. The sound of the trumpet kept shouting, and the footsteps kept stopping, but they didn't mean to stop at all.

I got goosebumps on my body, and I quickly dragged the wad of paper money that the third uncle left for me, and hurriedly lit it and burned it at the door.

Money can make ghosts grind, and the temptation of paper money is not small for ordinary ghosts. Ordinary imps, as long as you burn paper money for them, they will no longer pester you.

But when I burned all the paper money, the disturbing sound of the trumpet still lingered in the courtyard.

And the burned paper money ashes were blown up by a gust of wind and hovered in the middle of the yard, and they did not disperse for a long time. The ghosts who shouted the trumpets seemed indifferent to the paper money.

I'm a little discouraged, I'm not even interested in paper money, so what the hell do these people want

Yes.

I nervously stared at the walking procession and soon noticed a problem, and the first thing they shouted in their trumpet was, fourteen people. But such a group of people went back and forth more than a dozen times, and I counted them, but there were only ten people in this team, a full lack of four people.

That's not the right number, right?

When I found this, I pushed the door open and went out into the courtyard.

(End of chapter)

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