Chapter 464: The Fog Clears
Li Yanyuan picked her up violently and jumped off the roof at great speed. Qiao Ke'er only felt that the world was spinning in front of her, and her stomach began to reflux acid...... I feel like throwing up.
"Bang-" There was a loud bang, and something seemed to explode in the darkness.
Qiao Ke'er landed steadily on the ground, and when she looked up, she saw the little ghost who attacked the old man lying on the ground, his head exploded directly, and the disgusting and sticky green brain was splashed everywhere.
......The kerosene lamp in the old man's hand fell to the ground, instantly igniting a flame.
"This—This is ......"
"Grandpa, are you alright?" Qiao Keer strode over and used the broom in the corner to extinguish the fire at the old man's feet.
"I'm fine...... the old man shook his head, looked up and saw Li Yanyuan not far away, with a complicated expression on his face. He opened his mouth as if to say something, and hesitated for a moment...... In the end, nothing was said.
"You go into the house." Li Yanyuan lightly threw down a sentence, strode out of the small courtyard, and disappeared into the thick fog.
Qiao Keer looked up and looked around, and the top of her head was black and oppressive, which made people feel very depressed. There was a heavy yin qi gathered around the earthen house, and from time to time there were piercing ghost screams.
"Grandpa, let's go into the house."
"Good, good ......"
Walking into the back room, the old man took out a candle from the cupboard, lit it and placed it on the windowsill.
Qiao Keer was a little puzzled, there was a kerosene lamp lit in the house, why did she put a candle on the windowsill?
The old man seemed to see the doubt in her heart, and explained: "There used to be a deserted grave behind the house, and occasionally something strange happened. I'm a handful of old people, these things ...... It's no surprise that lighting a candle on the windowsill and those things don't dare to come in. ”
Qiao Ke'er nodded and didn't say anything more.
After more than ten minutes, Li Yanyuan had not returned, and there was no sound outside at all. Qiao Keer really couldn't sit still, she gently pushed open the wooden door and glanced out......
"The fog has cleared outside!"
"The fog has cleared, and the sun is almost out." The old man sat on a wicker chair and kept muttering something in his mouth.
After a long while, Li Yanyuan finally returned. Seeing his serious face and frowning slightly, Qiao Ke'er had a bad premonition in her heart......
"What's wrong?" She walked over to him.
"The ghosts outside have been resolved, but ......" Li Yanyuan frowned and pondered for a few seconds. Let's go back to Laohuai Village first. ”
"Good!" Qiao Ke'er nodded, she also had this idea, go back to Laohuai Village first.
……
Back in Laohuai Village, the sky was just dawning.
The fire in the old ancestral hall has been extinguished, and only a pile of charred remains remains, which are completely unrecognizable.
The whole village was lifeless, there was not a sound at all, not even a single live poultry could be found. The chickens, ducks and geese in the yard all fell to the ground as if they had been poisoned by miasma, dying.
"How can this be......" Qiao Ke'er stood on the edge of the old ancestral hall and looked around. What about Master Lin? Didn't we go up the mountain together, did he come back? ”
"Is there a discovery in the ravine? Grandma they ......."
"I'm here." Behind him, Master Lin's voice suddenly came.
Qiao Ke'er turned around suddenly, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Master Lin coming from behind the collapsed wall. He had a shovel in his hand, and his trouser legs were covered in yellow mud......
。 Sogou