I tried to pull out the portrait of the door god and shook it at them.

It means that if you dare to come, you will not die well.

But they had no intention of leaving.

Uncle Jian said that we are blocking their way?

I stood up and circled around the tent.

In the end, I found that the place where I was staying was a bit unusual.

Up close, it looks like a flat area with no weeds, but if you take a few steps back and look at the whole area, you can see a slightly raised dirt slope behind the tent.

Uncle Jian also found out when he turned around.

Say it's not like the grave that usually goes back to the village to worship the mountain during the Qingming Festival?

When he said that, it was a bit like that.

It's not like, it's a mound.

When I saw the mound, I felt a shadow in my heart.

We sat on someone's head all night.

While I looked back at them, I panicked and packed up my things on the ground, Uncle Jian woke Meng Hui outside, she rubbed her eyes, thought we were on the way, said that it was not dawn, and then came out to sit alone and continue to nap.

After putting everything in order, a few of us stood side by side like bad students who were punished by the teacher for standing on the other side, so that they could pass.

The two old couples finally moved.

As I passed in front of us, I was the first to bow my head.

Say sorry, it's weird.

Uncle Jian and Li Chuchu also bowed their heads and admitted their mistakes.

Meng Hui sobered up a little at this time, sat in the back and asked who were the two old men who had an extra reason for no reason?

Uncle Jian hurriedly covered her mouth and begged, "Grandma, please stop talking." ”

I was curious about what they looked like, and I kept staring at their faces, but no matter what angle I looked at, it was still gray, like a haze in my eyes.

We watched them walk to the pile of graves, expecting to swoop as we did last time, only to hear them make a strange noise.

Grunt......

It's like the sound of phlegm stuck in the throat.

The direction they faced was the same place where Uncle Jian had urinated before.

I stepped forward and blocked Uncle Jian and the others.

"You help Uncle Jian down the mountain first."

Meng Hui has been in a state of confusion, and before she opened her mouth, Li Chuchu had already preemptively covered her mouth with one hand, and the two of them helped Uncle Jian down the mountain, no one knew what would happen later.

I stepped back and stared at the two older couples.

Leaving yourself alone, saying that you are not weak and afraid, it is a lie.

One of them spoke, "You have soiled our house, and you will pay for it." ”

This is incredible.

In the final analysis, it was Uncle Jian's fault.

I stubbornly asked, "How to pay?" ”

"Clean up a radius of a few meters, you stay and play with us, I haven't seen anyone for a long time, wife, the last person we saw should have been last month, right?"

"Well, last month."

I said, "We were wrong about this, and we can help you clean it up, but people and ghosts have different paths, and I can't play here with you." ”

"Frightened ......"

"Not accompanied? You try it? ”

The ghost's laughter is like this.

The last time I was in the 508 dormitory, I laughed like that.

I saw that they had threatened themselves, and quickly took out the portrait of the door god, but at this moment, another person came out of the woods, this person was very tall and burly, like Yao Ming.

It was as black as if it had come out of coal.

His appearance seemed to make the old couple very afraid.

hugged each other tightly and squatted on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads.

The black man pointed at them and scolded: "Two lonely souls and wild ghosts must not be rude, it is your blessing to stay in this place, I don't know what to do, don't get out of here quickly!" ”

The old couple nodded frequently, and then disappeared into thin air.

This......

It's not easy to dare to love this black identity.

He suddenly walked towards me, clasped his hands into fists, bowed his head and said, "They have been driven away by me, and they happened to be passing by here, what are they doing in Panlong Mountain, see what I can do to help." ”

I asked, "Who are you?" ”

The black man replied, "Night Wanderer." ”

Hearing these three words, I couldn't help but gasp.

There are many legends about the god of the night wanderer, and it is said that the god of the night wanderer is a god of justice and kindness, who patrols the various places every night and reports the grievances of the common people to the king of Hades, so that justice can be served and the wicked can be punished.

Oddly enough, I'm an ordinary person.

Why is the Night Wanderer so kind to me?

After thinking about it, he looked at the portrait he was holding in his hand.

Suddenly understood a little.

The night wanderer laughed twice, which is considered a default.

It turned out that it wasn't my face that was big.

It's just condescending in front of the governor Fu.

Since there is such a powerful night wandering god, I asked him by the way if he knew the leafless fruit of Panlong Mountain.

The Night Wanderer said that he knew, and it was growing in the coffin underneath.

After saying that, he said goodbye and turned around and hurried away.

Suddenly I was so angry in my heart, I said I would leave.

Lord Fu is also a pit, only to say an approximate location, if it is not pointed out by the night wandering god, then when and what month can we find it?

The key is to pick the leafless fruit......

It is necessary to dig people's graves and tear up people's nests.

It's really embarrassing to lose your conscience.

But just after complaining, the old couple suddenly came out of the ground again, and said that if I want to find a new feng shui treasure for them, I will give me the leafless fruit, this place sits west and faces south, there is no sun, and it often leaks.

The host agreed.

I patted my chest and took care of it.

I found a stick and started digging.

When Uncle Jian and a few of them came back, they didn't notice it.

It was already dawn.

He saw me digging a grave with a piece of wood, "Are you crazy? ”

But after knowing what happened, I also came over to dig together.

Meng Hui's natural husband sings with his wife, no matter whether it is a bad thing or a good thing, as long as Uncle Jian thinks it is meaningful, then it is meaningful.

So, the three of them kept digging like fools.

Li Chuchu swayed around.

I thought she was looking for help.

In fact, I think of Li Chuchu too simply.

The two coffins are not buried very deeply, but there are no tools to line the hands, and it takes a lot of time and effort, plus hundreds of years of rain washing, we have dug up the prototype.

The coffin did not decay too much over time.

With the last bit of effort, we opened the lid of the coffin.

A pair of muddy bones lay inside.

Meng Hui covered his eyes with his hands and peeked between his fingers.

At the end of the coffin, there was really a small and delicate leafless fruit, worthy of the name, without leaves, only one stem, and on the top grew an oval fruit the size of two fingers, which was muddy yellow and smelled milky.

Everyone has never seen this kind of plant fruit, and even Baidu has no relevant information, so I can't help but be amazed.

Wuye Guo took turns playing with the three of us, and Uncle Jian asked Meng Hui to ask Li Chuchu if he had found a treasure of feng shui, and promised that the ghost must be done well, so as not to suffer retribution.

After more than ten minutes, I saw Meng Hui and Li Chuchu each coming back with a pile of dry firewood and hay, and under the noses of Uncle Jian and me, Li Chuchu burned the two coffins with a fire, really burned.

The fire was blazing and burning......

"What do you mean?" I asked Li Chuchu with a straight face.

"I see that in the movies, they are all burned with fire, they have been here for a hundred years, and they don't go to reincarnation, so as not to harm people."

"But they didn't harm us, and they helped us find the leafless fruit, and I promised to find a good place to bury it, which ......"

"I didn't burn it anyway." Uncle Jian pulled me, shook his head, and bowed to the fire, "It's none of our business to have a debtor and a debtor." ”

Uncle Jian's words completely hurt Li Chuchu, and she didn't refute it, and carefully checked it after it was burned.

Meng Hui was caught in the middle and was in a dilemma, with the palms and backs of his hands full of meat.

"Meng Hui, come back with me." Li Chuchu shouted softly.

Meng Hui glanced back at Uncle Jian, wanting to leave but reluctant.

Twisted and pinched.

Li Chuchu walked to the middle of us and pulled Meng Hui to Uncle Jian, "Like it or not, make it clear." ”

The sudden question of "this ......" made Uncle Jian stop talking.

"That's not like it, Meng Hui, let's go."

Meng Hui's tears are like a storm, and they come as soon as they are said.

While crying and paying for Uncle Jian, he ran down the mountain.

Uncle Jian looked at the money in his hand, "Did I do something wrong?" ”

Although I don't understand why Li Chuchu burned the bones, she did a very simple job in terms of feelings, cutting through the mess quickly, and didn't like to be entangled alone.

The other will only hurt more and hurt more and more.

By the time we descended, they had already left.

Sitting in the car on the way back, I found that I had many troubles and incomprehensible questions in my head, not only sympathy for Menghui, but also fear of reprisals, and the young woman who asked us for help, her desperate and helpless face, lingering.

Because on Sundays, there was not much in the school.

Uncle Jian walked so much, first went back to the dormitory to lie down and rest.

I borrowed the kitchen from the special director and made soup with white snake bones and leafless fruits.

The director was very curious, and dipped his tail finger to taste it.

Within three seconds, he quickly rushed to the toilet and retched.

I sniffed it, and it was just a light milky scent.

Is it really that scary?

A few minutes later, the director walked out swearing.

I asked him, "What does it taste like?" ”

He said, "You go and eat a bite of." ”

I was speechless.

When the director and I came to the dormitory, Uncle Jian was very happy to see me holding a bowl in my hand, and looked at the bowl of medicine and asked strangely, "Why is there so little?" ”

I shrugged, "Priceless medicine, not a stall." ”

"Yes, too." Uncle Jian nodded in agreement, holding the bowl and inhaling fiercely, "Hmm...... It smells so good! ”

I didn't hear what he said later.

Because I focused all my attention on his mouth, Uncle Jian finished speaking, sniffed again, and then tilted his head, his throat gurgled and rolled, and then his movements stiffened, and his expression quickly became hideous.

At the same time, the director was well prepared.

Quickly rushed to the bed and covered Uncle Jian's mouth fiercely.

Snort......

Two slender mistes suddenly erupted from his nostrils, and a small rainbow could be seen in the sunlight shining in from the window.