Chapter 35: The ghost of Huangling screams

We were in a poplar forest, the small trees were small and the treetops were bare, and a bright moon dotted the place like day.

I clenched Zhang Qian's hand tightly and didn't dare to let go for a moment. Although we were almost walking now, she was a girl after all, and her physical strength couldn't keep up with her after walking so far, so I slowed down a little.

Zhang Qian said that she could still hold on if it was okay, let me follow quickly.

I knew that she was worried about Zhang Jun, so she quickened her pace and caught up with Zhou Bing, I have to say that Zhou Bing's physical fitness is very good, and there is no sense of tiredness at all when they are walking like flying.

At this moment, a dark shadow stumbled towards us, and Zhou Bing's men were very cautious and lay down and hid behind the tree. We didn't drag our feet and squatted down next to the tree.

Zhang Qian's eyes stared at the black shadow tightly, and she wiped the fragrant sweat on her face with one hand. I knew she was exhausted, and now I could clearly see her white neck heaving with wheezing. But she soon realized that I was paying attention to her and glared at me fiercely.

I knew she was looking to see if that person was Zhang Jun, so I also set my eyes on the black shadow. However, the distance was too far, and the man was still half-hunched, and he couldn't tell who it was.

I only saw the Zhou family at the forefront negotiating with the black shadow, and after a while, the Zhou family signaled that it was safe, and we walked over with confidence.

Before I arrived, I heard Zhang Jun asking about Zhang Qian's news, and Zhang Qian eagerly returned: "I'm here." ”

Zhang Jun walked over in a few steps, looked at Zhang Qian and asked, "Isn't it hurt?" ”

Zhang Qian shook her head: "No, what about you?" ”

In the past, I also noticed that there were some blood marks on Zhang Jun's clothes, and there were scratches on the back of his pants. Worried, he asked, "How did you make this ghost?" ”

Zhang Jun sighed and said: "Don't mention it, I met a fake phantom halfway and was taken into the ditch by her, but fortunately, Master He's talisman is working soon, otherwise I won't be able to come back."

Seeing that Zhang Jun was fine, I felt a lot more relieved, patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder and said, "It's good to come back safely, it's all my fault for being careless." ”

Zhou Bing walked over and said with a calm face: "It's not too early, let's hurry up." ”

I asked, "Don't you have to wait for Huzi?" ”

Zhou Bing said no, and then we followed Zhou Bing's men and horses to continue to advance.

As I walked, I asked, "Isn't your Zhou family passed down from generation to generation?" Why do they call you Second Master? ”

Zhou Bing smiled and explained that the Zhou family has always had a curse that the single generation does not live to be 23 years old. During this period, a senior monk instructed the paper man to burn it for the eldest son, so the child born could only be the second son of the Zhou family, and the name of the second master of the Zhou family came like this.

Passing through the bamboo forest, we saw a two-story small bamboo building on a small mound, Zhou Bing pointed to the two-story small bamboo building and said, "We are spending the night tonight." ”

The bamboo building looked a little old, but it was still sturdy, and the dim light squeezed through the crack in the door. I asked, "Is there anyone else here?" ”

Zhou Bing hooked the corners of his mouth and clapped his hands three times.

The door of the small bamboo building was opened in an instant, and a lame old man walked out: "Second master." ”

Zhou Bing asked, "Is Huzi back?" ”

The lame old man said: "Everyone has been here for a while, and they are resting in the back room, and they are waiting for the second master to prepare tea and dinner." ”

Zhou Bing was very satisfied, and told the lame old man to go home. The lame old man took the reward and disappeared into the night.

We followed Zhou Bing into the house, and a pitch-black coffin was placed in the middle of the door. On the east side of the house, a large shop Huzi and several coffin bearers were sleeping.

On the west side of the room were tables and chairs made of bamboo, on which a rich banquet was prepared, and after dinner, Zhou Bing sent us to the second floor.

There are a few rooms on the second floor that are much better decorated than below, but none of them have windows and only a small door. Zhou Bing explained that this building was originally a place to rest in the previous dart game, and the second floor was for those employers, and there were no windows just for safety reasons, so we didn't have to worry too much.

However, Zhou Bing's words before leaving gave us goosebumps! He said that if he heard any strange noises at night, he should just sleep with peace of mind and make sure that nothing happened.

Zhang Qian was scared again when she heard it, her eyes were full of fear, I told her not to be afraid, I was just next door and had something to call me. Then I went into the bamboo hut, which was very simple, but it was clean, and the quilt was freshly changed, and I fell asleep on the bed with my eyelids fighting.

I was afraid that Zhang Qian would not hear me, so I was in a half-asleep state, and suddenly I heard a light rain outside at ten o'clock in the middle of the night.

Suddenly, a picker behind the house shouted, "Collect the rags..."

This voice is the taste of the local dialect, and the tone is very long, and the vendor has been shouting for a long time.

I thought to myself that this person must be very pitiful, otherwise it was raining so late and still collecting waste, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy in my heart.

Suddenly, the hawker's shouting was gone, and a woman was crying out not far from the house.

The next morning I found out that it had indeed rained lightly last night, but behind the house was a small dilapidated village, which seemed to have not been inhabited for a long time, and there was nothing in front of the house.

At this time, Zhou Bing also walked out: "Master He slept peacefully last night, right?" ”

"Okay."

I laughed, pointed to the small village behind the bamboo hut and said, "How many people are there there?" ”

Zhou Bing explained that in the old days, there was a village there, and they used to stop at a restaurant there, but suddenly all the people in the village died tragically. Because of the dangerous mountains and long roads here, the Zhou family had no choice but to settle down in the bamboo building here and ask the nearby villagers to take care of it.

At this time, the coffin was carried out, and Zhou Bing said, "Master He, then let's go on the road, right?" ”

I nodded and followed, and asked Zhang Qian halfway if she heard anything last night, and Zhang Qian shook her head and denied it.

I looked at Zhang Jun again, and Zhang Jun waved his hand again and again: "Master He, I was so sleepy last night that I didn't hear anything at all." ”

Seeing that they didn't hear it, I can only suspect that I heard it wrong. In addition, I was really sleepy yesterday, so it is understandable that I had some hallucinations.

Later, I walked a mountain road with 18 bends in a row, and came to an unknown river, the river was very calm, like a mirror, without a little wave. The river is not very wide, and the scene on the other side is also clear.

A motorboat and a bamboo raft had already been prepared by the water, and the coffin was placed on the bamboo raft, and the coffin alone almost pressed the bamboo raft into the water.

We put on yellow life jackets and got on the motorboat with Zhou Bing, Huzi and a few of our men, and the rest of the people were sent back by Zhou Bing.

It can be seen that Zhou Bing's people are all good at it, and they are respectful to Zhou Bing. Then Zhou Bing gave an order, and the next speedboat dragged a bamboo raft with a coffin and slowly went up the river.