The moon passes midnight, the summer insects buzz, and the breeze blows the leaves. It is said that everything is quiet at night, but in fact, the summer night is also very lively, but it is often inaudible and invisible. But then again, the night is always worse than the hustle and bustle of the day, and the slightest noise can be heard far and wide. There is a little light, and you can see it clearly from a distance.

That's why Huzi took a foothold on the edge of the graveyard - if you look far into the graveyard, you can see the lights flickering!

The grave where the coffin was lifted the night before seemed not very far from the shadow of the lamp, and Huzi did not dare to take this risk. After all, when you can't explain clearly to others in this line, to put it bluntly, it is stealing graves and digging graves, and the crime of destroying people's bones seems to be greater.

But when he turned his head, Huzi pondered: It's the second half of the night, who will come here to hang out? Those who patrol the streets are at most walking around the city, looking forward to the early arrival of the day, the handover of the day shift, where do so many people come from to patrol here?

Most of the children of which family have been scared and lost their souls here during the day these days, and the parents and elders have made a lantern to walk all the way here and bring the lost souls of the children home. Thinking of this, Huzi is not busy, it won't take much time to pull a soul, he has to wait patiently here. He gently put down what he was holding, found a stone and dusted it a few times, and sat down slowly, watching the lamp flicker in the graveyard.

Not long after Huzi sat down, he saw that this was not right. This lamp walked around, but it didn't go far, it was still dangling there, how could there be a way back? Did this person hit the wall? No, although this place is gloomy, it is very clean tonight, how can it be a ghost hitting the wall?

Huzi thought, but the lamp stopped, as if it had been placed on a tombstone by the person carrying the lamp. Then there was some noise, the sound of iron colliding. Huzi was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses - this is the real person who came to steal the grave and dig the grave!

Huzi was annoyed in his heart, who lacked great virtue and started digging other people's tombs? Master, I opened the coffin and picked up the bones, that is to do good deeds and accumulate yin virtue, which poor and crazy thief does this kind of thing? Aren't you afraid of the king's law, aren't you afraid of retribution?

When it comes to retribution, this is really not to be false. Why have all the tomb robbers of the people been denied a good death since ancient times? It's good to say that the soul is scattered, but it's nothing more than a heavy yin qi, and there will always be some problems when you get on your hands. If you meet someone whose soul is not scattered and still loves money, then live together, if you don't return your thing, it will follow this thing and not leave. And this kind of dirty thing is the bitter master's own fault, and he doesn't like to show you if he finds a disciple or a Taoist monk.

Why are the officials and thieves okay? One is to raise the tomb in the daytime, and the yang energy is sufficient. Besides, if a hundred and ten people work together, even if something is really entangled, it can't stand the fire of so many people's blood and blood.

Huzi didn't think much about it, took off his shoes, arched up, and ran into the grave circle in three or two strokes. Quietly, like a civet! He followed the shadow of the lamp, and when he came to a place less than two feet from the light, he landed - and crept around the tomb not far behind.

Looking up, the man was still fiddling with his own thing, listening to the sound of the bar, but the whole person was tightly treated by the tombstone, and Huzi could only look at the lamp.

That lamp is not an ordinary lantern or torch, it is a foreign "dead wind" lamp! The outside is covered with glass, and the inside is burned with oil, and it is said that the wind will not extinguish it, and the rain will not extinguish it. Ordinary people can't get this thing, and they can't afford to raise it, but it's brighter than ordinary lanterns, and the oil it burns is more expensive than ordinary oil gold. At present, there are only three places in Changtu Province where this thing can be used - the government office, the green camp, and the grain depot.

So, this person eats official food?

The sound gradually stopped, and the man stood up with a pickaxe, the light reflecting his face. This man was tall and thin, about forty years old, with high cheekbones and a big nose, and a pair of big eyes that were blank. Dressed in a short coat, with baggy pants and a cigarette pouch stuck in his waist.

The man thought for a while, put down his pickaxe and arched his hand at the tombstone: "I'm sorry for you, I don't have anything to do with you, I offended you today and is for the sake of the rivers and lakes." Another day, I made a fortune, and I toasted your old man's family with incense. I know that you are a rich family, but this silver will not be brought away in life and death, and you will not be able to spend this money when you get to the underworld, and the small one will be consumed for you, and I will be grateful to you! ”

After speaking, he gave a deep salute, revealing the length of a finger on his head, and a crooked scar. Huzi looked at it squarely, and immediately remembered who this person was - Che Scar!

The real name of this car scar is called "Che Zhenggang", and he is the number one person who can speak in Changtu Fucheng. His parents were both farmers. After his parents died, he was raised by his brother and sister-in-law, but he was swept out of the house by his brother and sister-in-law because of his own proposal. Then he entered the green camp, and now he has survived to the position of the sentry chief, which is not to say that he is getting ahead, but he is also living a very nourishing life. Because he assisted in the management of a team of chariots and horses transporting grain, he was quite able to eat both black and white in the local area, and it was said that the gangster leader of Changtu Mansion was also a brother with him!

Huzi hadn't met him a few times, but he had heard of such a No. 1 person, so as soon as he saw the scar on the top of his head, he immediately knew who this person was. But he is a fat person, and he has no family to support, so why bother to come here to do such a thing?

Che Scar walked around the tombstone to the grave, spat on the palms of both hands, picked up the pickaxe and was about to chisel off, when suddenly a wind passed by his ear, which scared Che Scar! The wind was blowing right next to his left ear, and it was terrifying, as if someone was blowing into his ear!

Che Scar felt furious in his heart, and lifted the lamp to look around, but he didn't see anything.

"It's okay," Scar said to himself, "it's all about scaring himself." ”

Scar let out a long breath, put down the lamp and touched the pickaxe, and hesitated again. Later, he simply sat on the ground, took out a cigarette pouch and filled a pot, lit it with a fire fold, and smoked it.

Che Scar smoked a cigarette, his brow furrowed more and more. He looked down at the cigarette pouch pot in his hand, took out a little smoke foam from the cigarette pouch, put it directly in his mouth, and pursed his lips fiercely. After sipping, he took a few more puffs, and the smoke in the pot was sparkling. He let out another breath, picked up the cigarette pouch and looked at it, then slammed the rod to the ground, and no longer cared about it, picked up the pickaxe and planed!

One, two! It's all 10 out of 10 effort! After a few strokes, the soil that sealed the grave collapsed and came out, but the car scar was also tired and panting. He straightened up and looked at the lantern carefully, as if he was not far from the coffin. Just as he wanted to rest for a while, a little song sounded around him.

"The slave embroidered the incense bag in the room, and embroidered all kinds of people in the west chamber.

This side is embroidered with Miss Cui, and the embroidery over there is Zhang Xiucai.

Zhang Xiucai is here to stay in you, why don't you jump this pink wall.

The wall is high and the building is big, and my sister opened the door of the building.

Who are you to be a beautiful man, white cloth socks and butterflies and shoes......"

Che Scar was so frightened by this gloomy sound that he didn't dare to move on the spot. The voice was inaudible to men and women, but it was like a child of twelve or thirteen years old who had not yet grown up, but it sang in rhyme and tune, and the sound drifted around, and it was impossible to find out where the movement came from.

In the deserted summer night, singing sounded in the mass graves! It's just this matter, the car scar doesn't dare to wipe the cold sweat of his head, and they all say that stealing graves and digging graves will not be good to die, which Cheng wants to come to the world!

"This officer." A voice called from behind the car scar.

Che Scar trembled again in fright when he heard the voice, and it was a young girl. But whose girl came to the grave in the middle of the night? Whose girl can run behind her body silently?

Che Scar remembered that he always heard people say that when he heard someone shouting at you at night, he couldn't turn back directly, and the light on his shoulder blew out as soon as he turned around, and the sneaky person could get on your body and kill you.

"This officer." The voice called again. Che Scar knows that this is going to give his life here, and he wants to die to understand, he has seen ghosts since he was a child, and he will see what the ghost should look like when he dies! Although he thought so in his heart, he still didn't dare to turn back directly. The car scar shuddered and turned around, and saw a little girl who looked like a painting.

It's like a painting, not that the girl is pretty, but as if she was drawn on paper. Although this girl has delicate facial features, her face is so pale that she can't speak, her lips are bright red like blood tofu, her hair is so black that it seems to be soaked out of ink, she is wearing a blue "pipa placket" robe, and a pair of green embroidered "flower pot bottoms" on her feet, like a young lady from a large family.

"Auntie...... Girl, you call me? Scar stammered.

The girl said expressionlessly: "Naturally, it is called an official, and I am the only one here." ”

Che Scar didn't dare to talk, and he didn't even dare to look at this "ghost" anymore, so he lowered his head and looked at his shoes.

"Did the officials knock on my door to marry me?" The girl spoke again.

"I ...... I ...... "car scar" and "me" for a long time, and I didn't say a whole sentence.

"My mother has told me since I was a child," the girl continued, "that if a man I don't know knocks on my door, it is someone who wants to marry me, but I am thirteen, I am thirteen years old, and I have been more than twenty years old, and no one has come to my door." The official came knocking on my door today, so come and accompany me. ”

As soon as the girl said this, she directly scared the car scar's legs softly, fell to the ground with a "plop", and kowtowed to the "little girl" in front of her again and again: "Little aunt, the little one is wrong!" The little one is lost for the sake of big cigarette money, so he is here to offend. The little one is wrong, and the little one doesn't dare anymore! Grandma, you raised your noble hand and let me go as a fart, the little one must be a new person! ”

The girl looked at the car scar like this, and her voice was slightly disappointed: "Didn't the official come to marry me?" ”

Only then did Che Scar stop kowtowing, raised his body slightly, and said, "No...... No. ”

Hearing this, I saw that the girl's skin and flesh were rotten and the bones were rotten, and the maggots crawled out between the flesh and bones, and when she started to make a sound, it no longer looked like a human movement: "Then you don't hurry up!" ”

Che Scar was startled and sat down on his feet, but he clearly heard the word "roll". Without saying a word, the car scar picked up the lights and crawled out with a rolling belt. After running two steps, he fell and broke the skin on his face. At this time, the car scar didn't matter whether it hurt or not, he got up and continued to run, and after a while, there was no one.

Huzi walked over from behind the grave, holding a thick paper figure in his hand, on which were painted the same eyebrow and eye clothes as the "girl".

"It's wasted." Huzi tore the piece of paper casually, and the rotten "girl" turned into a wisp of green smoke.

Huzi took out the fire fold and blew it on, touched the ground with the light, picked up the cigarette pouch, and stuck it on his belt.