Text Chapter 125 Ghost Rider in the Middle of the Night

After eating, I chatted with my parents and told them about my itinerary, and my mother thoughtfully prepared thick clothes for me. Then I said goodbye to them and went back to my upstairs bedroom.

It's eight o'clock in the evening, and I can't carry my grandfather's body back until the family is asleep.

I didn't rush to sleep, but sat in a chair and quietly looked at the watch on my wrist.

After all, there is still my grandfather's body lying on the bed, and I have no place, and if I oversleep, I will have to delay the big thing.

As the minutes ticked by, the window overhead was already pitch black.

Eventually, the sleepiness swept over, and I squinted my eyes a little while as I lay on the table.

I dazed and didn't know how long I had been asleep, and glanced sideways at my watch—eleven o'clock.

I should be able to move now, and I got up and walked out the door to the staircase.

Looking down, the living room was already dark, and the lights had been turned off in the direction of the parents' bedroom.

I rubbed my hands together and went back to the house. Now that my family has fallen asleep, I shouldn't be seen when I go out so late.

Thinking of this, I immediately lifted the quilt and carefully carried the corpse on my back. Its internal organs had rotted into dirt, leaving only a shell, so it wasn't very heavy to carry.

Although the thin body was wrapped in a sheet and did not show any limbs, I was still a little scared in my heart.

Grandpa's body had been lying in the coffin for almost a hundred years, and it was almost decomposed, and it felt very light when placed on his back, like a bag of cotton.

I walked slowly down the stairs with the corpse on my back, a foul smell lingering on the tip of my nose. It's not a strong corpse smell, it's a bacon moldy sour smell...

I resisted the feeling of vomiting and continued to walk outside, trying to hold my breath, and when I couldn't hold it anymore, I gasped for two breaths and continued to hold my breath.

I tiptoed to the courtyard, took out the prepared flashlight and key, opened the gate, and walked out of the house with the body on my back.

It was the dead of night outside, and there was not a single figure on the highway.

I looked up, there were a few sparse stars shining in the dark night sky, the moon looming in the dark clouds, and the thin clouds flowing slowly in the sky...

I bent over to hold the corpse on my back, freed up one hand to close the door, and plunged into the darkness.

I sneezed in the cold wind, I didn't expect it to be so cold in the late autumn night, and I got goosebumps all over my body.

I stretched out my hands to clasp the corpse behind me, and the hand at the base of my waist grasped the flashlight lighting, and I quickened my steps to walk on the path in the field.

I just walked this road yesterday when I went to the grave, so I am very familiar with its sections. According to yesterday's experience, it takes about 30 minutes to complete the walk, and if you walk faster, it should take you 20 minutes.

Thinking of this, I immediately quickened my pace. The trees here are thick and dark, and from time to time there is a crisp sound of feet stepping on dead leaves in the jungle, as if some animal is moving inside. There was also a weasel that flew in front of me, and my heart was pounding.

It looked very scary, and I strode forward, not wanting to stay in the field for a second longer.

I had only walked a few steps when the weeds on the ground suddenly tripped over my toes, and I almost fell over.

I was startled and glanced down at the ground. The blades of grass on the ground are very tough, and they are intertwined one after another, and if you are not careful, you will fall.

I breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue on my journey when I suddenly noticed a little cold on my neck, as if two long objects were hanging around my neck.

I lowered my head and looked down, and my hairs stood on end in fright!

Two shriveled arms stretched out from my back and staggered under my neck.

My heart trembled, and when I looked closely, I realized that it was my grandfather's arm stretched out of the white cloth

Come out.

This may have been due to the fact that I had just fallen forward, and the corpse had scurried forward a little bit due to inertia.

I secretly comforted myself not to panic, so I put down the corpse and straightened my grandfather's hands again, and then carried them on my back again.

This time I kept an eye on it, no longer anxious when I walked, and took a flashlight to the ground.

Suddenly, I saw several tall black shadows standing in the darkness in front of me - the dumpling trees around the grave.

In the distance, you can see bulging dirt bags, which look even more eerie in the dark.

It is said that the dumpling tree is capable of summoning spirits, and the trees are surrounded by graves, so it must be very yin. I'd better get out of here quickly.

The more I looked, the more I felt frightened, so I lowered my head and walked forward.

As I passed by a dumpling tree, I suddenly heard a rustling sound overhead.

"What sound?"

I subconsciously glanced up and instantly gasped!

Through the dense leaves, on the trunk of a tree more than ten meters high, there was a figure hanging with hemp rope!

The hemp rope was tightly tied around their necks, and the other end was tied to the trunk of the tree, hanging them in mid-air. The scene looked like a group of people hanging from a branch, so dense that it made my scalp tingle.

Faced with this strange sight in front of me, my body had begun to tremble.

Why are so many people hanging themselves here? I didn't see anything when I came here yesterday.

I swallowed and foamed, wondering if I might be blind—could it be that I had seen a tree branch as a human figure? So he took a flashlight and shone it on the tree.

As soon as the flashlight shone on, my heart immediately fell into an ice cave!

These are living people! They stared at me with big eyes, their faces swollen into white balloons. Look closely at their faces, they are still from the village! But...... They are all people in the village who have been dead for a long time!

The face of one of them gave me a very familiar feeling, and I raised my chin to look at it, and my heart completely collapsed!

That person... It turned out to be my grandfather!

But even if I wanted to see my grandfather again, reason still dominated my mind. Hanging from the tree... It can't be a living person at all!

He looked at me with a very dull expression, like a humanoid doll, and there was no trace of emotion on his face at all.

The group of people swayed like ghosts on the branches, making small noises... If you listen closely, it sounds like a bleak grief...

Did I meet something dirty in the middle of the night?!

The nerves in my brain tensed to the extreme, and I hurriedly hugged the corpse behind me and ran forward without looking back.

I don't know how long I ran, but finally there was no terrible dumpling tree in my vision, and it became an empty field.

I visited this place yesterday, and I only need to walk another three kilometers to the cemetery.

I stopped and put the body on the ground, gasped twice, and wondered why there were dead people hanging on the dumpling tree.

When I was a child, I used to play under the trees, and I didn't see anything unusual at the time, but now I can't help but feel furious when I think about it. Who would have thought that I would have a group of dead people on my head picking up small lumps that had fallen from a tree, and maybe at that time, they would be silently watching me...

While I was resting, another cold wind blew, and the white sheets wrapped in the corpse were blown aside.

I shuddered and reached out to grab the white sheets and pressed them tightly against the corpse.

The temperature is estimated to be minus three or four degrees Celsius, and I am wearing only a white shirt and a black jacket. My teeth chattered up and down from the cold.

Judging from the current situation, if I delay a little longer, I may be frozen out of something.

Thinking of this, I blew two hot breaths into my hands and vigorously picked up the corpse and placed it on my back

After that, we continued on our way.

As soon as I took two steps, my face turned pale in an instant, and I saw a scene that made me desperate!

Not far ahead, there are still a few tall dumpling trees!

They stood in front of the mound like loyal guards, branches swaying slightly in the darkness...

Isn't that right? This is clearly the same scene as just now! But I had already walked through the woods a few minutes ago!

I looked at the trees in front of me in disbelief, not daring to move any further than half a step.

I was here yesterday to visit the grave, and I remember walking through a forest and a field to get to the cemetery.

And I've already walked through the dumpling forest just now, and under normal circumstances, I can reach my destination by walking through the fields under my feet, but now why did I meet the woods just now?!

Could it be that I'm delirious from the cold?

I shook my head vigorously a few times and looked ahead with my flashlight.

The horrific thing is that the trees are there, and each tree is in the exact same position as I have encountered it before!

My hands holding the corpse had been frozen into two ice cubes, and two more sneezes came out of my mouth in quick succession.

There is a road in front of you, and if you choose to take a detour, you will pass through the overgrown fields of crops next to you, and there is no road at all, so you will waste a lot of time.

The same scene played out again, and I shrugged my shoulders and shivered.

It's a bad night tonight!

My face sank, and I gritted my teeth. Anyway, I'd like to see what this place can be called!

I stood on the ground and moved my limbs twice, trying to warm myself up.

Then, I grabbed the corpse with my backhand and continued to walk forward.

Every step was terrifying, for I could already see the tufts of weeds that stumbled ahead! Every plant and tree beside him was exactly the same as what he had just seen.

The strange scene in front of me can no longer be explained by common sense. I wondered if they were just hallucinations, and there should be a way to deal with them.

According to the situation just now, if it is still the same as the previous scene, there must be many dead people hanging from the dumpling tree in front of it. Then if I don't look at the things on the trees, I won't feel scared in my heart.

Everyone in the village knows that if a living person and a dead person look at each other for too long, their souls will be snatched away!

I sniffled, looked down at the ground, and walked forward.

After walking for a few minutes, the cold wind around me became more and more cold. Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly saw the roots of a tree next to me. This is what I just encountered, the dumpling tree of the hanged man.

I couldn't help but get nervous, and quickly turned my head away.

I thought I was safe, but as I was about to walk through the woods, I suddenly realized that something was wrong with the shadows on the ground...

The bleak moonlight stretched my figure infinitely, but I found two black figures on the ground! They went up and down, moving forward in the same rhythm.

The shadow at the bottom was wearing a coat, shivering from the cold, and this must be me.

But what creeps me out is that instead of carrying my grandfather's corpse behind my shadow, there is a skinny shadow riding around my neck!

I was so shocked that I quickly touched the sheets behind me. But my grandfather's body was still well carried behind me and did not disappear.

My back gradually felt a little cold, and as I walked, I noticed two shadows on the ground.

The thin shadow rode firmly on my neck, and behind my shadow there was nothing on its back, so it walked forward against the shadow on my neck.

I felt a little scared, so I stopped. My shadow stopped.

But the thin figure was still sitting on my neck, slowly reaching out and holding my head!

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