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I stepped forward by ghost, borrowed the high stool next to me and stepped on it, reached out to Grandpa Ding's tablet, and "groped" at the bottom. Fingertips suddenly noticed something strange. I took the tablet off.

The tablet was not usually wiped and was covered with dust, and I looked at the bottom, and there was a boxy cut. Sure enough, there is something else.

I picked at the cut and pulled it off, and it was a small space. But to my surprise, there was only a folded note! If anything makes sense, why is it just this note?

I took the note out and looked through it to make sure there was nothing else. I put the tablet in place and put it back in place.

I stepped down from the high stool and unfolded the note, with three words on it: Hanging Coffin Valley.

What does this mean? Hidden so hidden, just three words? What is this Hanging Coffin Valley?

The note in his hand suddenly turned into powder and disappeared as if it had not existed in the first place. I'm at a loss, what is this?

Old man Ma and Gu Yangyu walked out of the room, and Old Man Ma looked at me and said, "What are you doing over there?" ”

"Nothing." I didn't think much about it and walked over.

The old man held a small figure made of thatch, about twenty centimeters in size, and a piece of talisman paper was attached to his body.

This little straw man looked a little familiar, very similar to the little man who wore a long trench coat and tied it with vines at that time, and the technique was similar.

According to Lao Ding, it should be the talisman on the little straw man, and the little ghost sealed inside will come out to lead the way.

"When are we leaving?" I asked.

Old man Ma glanced at me unhappily: "When will you leave?" You two should go down on your own and ask me when I will go? There are only a few days left, this little ghost can't get out during the day, and can only lead the way at night, when do you say to leave? ”

The old man strode out angrily.

I smiled, and although he didn't say it explicitly, he meant to leave tomorrow night.

Back at Duan Tianqi's house, his parents had already returned, handed Duan Tianqi over to them, briefly told them what had happened, and suggested to them to take Duan Tianqi to see a psychiatrist to prevent it from happening. The two didn't expect their child to go through these things, and they were distressed, so they said that they would take him tomorrow.

The next night, packing our bags, the three of us set off. As usual, the old man gave me two talismans, one amulet and one ghost suppression talisman. I have great doubts about the efficacy of these runes. The old man said that the little ghost was artificially refined, so it was particularly fierce, and these two talismans were more than enough to deal with ordinary lonely souls and wild ghosts.

Walking to the main road, uncovering the rune paper of the little strawman, the little strawman trembled slightly, and after a while, a little ghost appeared. This little ghost is different from the little ghost child with tattered clothes, wearing blue "color" clothes, clothes and pants are connected, the style is simple, and there is a pair of black "colored" shoes under his feet, which feels like a paper dress cut from five-color paper during the Midyear Festival.

The Zhuang people in Guangxi have the habit of burning paper to worship their ancestors on the night of the Ghost Festival, cutting the five-color paper into clothes, houses, cars, pigs, horses, cows, sheep and other sacrifices, and burning them to send to their ancestors.

Don't really say it, the more you look at it, the more it looks like it.

The clothes were neatly dressed, but the appearance of this little imp was chilling—it had no face! The position of the face is black, and it feels better to block it directly!

The faceless imp floated in a certain direction on his tiptoes, and we followed behind it.

The other party is an old woman with a boy, and he must not go far, otherwise he will not leave a little ghost to lead the way.

The imp led us out of the main road, along the path at the edge of the field. The road is getting more and more deviant, and the people around are becoming more and more scarce. Until finally there was no one left and they went into the mountains and forests. This is similar to what I thought, the old woman and her person, in order to avoid the crowd, must be stationed in a remote place. It's just that this situation is a little inexplicably familiar.

The mountains and forests are getting deeper and deeper, although the grass and trees are not dense, but far from the popularity, the surroundings are more and more shady, and the wind is gusting.

A grave bag appeared in front of us, with a boxy tombstone facing us. The moment I saw this grave bag, I immediately remembered the source of this familiarity!

When I was a child, the old blind woman lived in the mountains like this!

"This place is full of yin, I don't know what mysteries lie ahead, everyone be careful!" The old man said suddenly.

I frowned and 'touched' the rune paper in my pocket. I didn't feel anything at first, but after thinking of the old blind woman, I felt very uncomfortable inexplicably.

The further you go, the more graves there are, large and small, messy and overgrown. Some even stepped on it from above, only to see the tombstone and realize that it was a grave bag.

This situation is more and more similar to the old blind woman when she was a child, and the old blind woman lived in the grave mountain. Could it be that this old woman is also a ghost woman? The impression of the ghost woman has always been the image of a crazy woman who is dressed in tatters, has an ugly face, and harms innocent people for no reason. Purposeful and planned harm like this is not like their style.

A simple log cabin appeared in the distance, and the faceless imp flew in the direction of the cabin. The old man suddenly pondered silently for a while, and gestured. The faceless imp suddenly stopped. The old man grabbed the little straw man and stretched it forward, and the figure of the faceless imp disappeared. The old man took out the talisman paper and quickly pasted it on the little strawman.

"It's just ahead, everyone be careful, don't follow the way of the woman." The old man said in a deep voice.

We walked lightly towards the cabin, and as we got closer, the shade grew stronger, and all around us was quiet, except for the sound of branches and leaves.

Just when there were still three meters left from the wooden house, the surrounding area suddenly lit up with green ghost fires, densely packed, all around, and at a glance, there was a green light!

I looked around in amazement, what was going on! How did this ghost fire appear so suddenly!

Old man Ma and Gu Yangyu became vigilant, looking in the direction of the wooden house, while paying attention to their surroundings.

Creak. A door opened, and our eyes fell to the door of the wooden house, and in the eerie green light, a rickety figure could be faintly seen walking out of the dark room. As the man moved, a strong stench permeated.

I couldn't help but raise my hand to cover my nose, it was still the smell of rotting corpses! This old woman won't drag the corpse in the grave bag into the house!

"Ahem, ahem...... Guy, meet again. He said in a deep, hoarse voice.

Does she know the old man? I couldn't help but look at the old man Ma, only to see the old man looking at the old woman, expressionless: "Who should I be, it turned out to be you." ”

This tone is not at all like the usual one!

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