"It's your grandfather's meaning, he feels sorry for you, and he doesn't want you to go." Mom said.

"He doesn't want me to go?" I asked in disbelief, "He also caused me to wake up just now, right?" No wonder I slept so uncomfortably just now. ”

People themselves are things with souls, so a little magic can also deal with people. Grandpa once used the sleepiness technique to deal with the Japanese devils stationed on the top of Mt. Chang. A regiment of Japanese soldiers was stationed there to pan for gold. There are still many abandoned gold mines in Changshan today, but the gold has been cleaned. Two children once fell into the house while playing on the top of Changshan Mountain, one was rescued and the other fell to his death.

Daddy used to put a Japanese soldier who was guarding them to sleep, and he couldn't wake up when he screamed. Then Grandpa escaped with a few strong men from Thrush Village.

Now there are still old people who escaped and are still alive in Thrush Village. When the old man talked about it, I wondered if my grandfather would do it. Today, it seems that Grandpa has learned the art of drowsiness.

I frantically finished the leftovers in the bowl, hurriedly opened the door and ran into the night, and ran quickly to the general slope.

By the time I got to the general slope, they were already fighting with the red "hairy" ghosts. Xuan Po lay on the ground and rolled, his hands swollen to the size of three times the size of an ordinary person. The others were holding up their hoes to confront the red "hairy" ghosts, and there was a clanging sound. The red "hairy" ghost wanted to retreat to the grave, but the hole was blocked by the flat pole that his grandfather had "inserted" inside. It seems that Grandpa expected that the red "hairy" ghost would return to this cave.

The red "hairy" ghost impatiently shook the flat pole "inserted" in the hole, but the flat pole was as stiff as if it had grown roots. At this time, I can't help, so I can only do it in a hurry. I searched the crowd for my grandfather's shadow.

Grandpa is tinkering with a cloth bag. I don't know what was in the bag. He handed the cloth bag to a stout man and whispered something in his ear. It was so noisy that I couldn't hear what my grandfather had told the man.

The sturdy man took the cloth bag tremblingly, his legs trembled like chaff, and slowly moved towards the impatient red "hairy" ghost. Grandpa ran to the other side of the grave and looked across the grave from the red "hairy" ghost. The red-haired ghost stared at his grandfather for a moment, then grabbed a large rock and threw it at him. Grandpa dodged and dodged.

Grandpa half-knelt on the ground, silently recited a mantra in his mouth, and hit the ground with his left palm. From my point of view, half of my grandfather's body was covered by the grave, but his face was higher than the grave. His face seemed to have been blistered for a long time, showing an unsightly white belly, and it was clear that the antiphagogy had not fully recovered.

Half a minute after Grandpa's left palm hit the ground, the grave began to smoke, thick green smoke. The smoke is like rotten grass that has accumulated for too long and spontaneously combusted, giving off a nausea smell. Everyone hurriedly stopped the blow to the red "hairy" ghost and covered their noses one after another. The sturdy man with the cloth bag looked for an opportunity to walk to the front of the crowd, unwrap the cloth bag, and scatter the contents at the red "hairy" ghost. What spilled out was dust, and some spider silk connected the dust into a bunch. It turned out to be old dust collected on the roof beams that my grandfather had confessed.

The people around had just been half-smoked by the smell of green smoke, and they were choked by the old ashes, and they coughed incessantly.

Because the person who scattered the ashes was too nervous, the ashes mostly rose around the radius of the hand, and only a few dust stuck to the body of the red "hairy" ghost.

When the dust falls on any piece of skin of the red "hairy" ghost, the skin quickly erodes, emitting the same smoky smell as green smoke, even worse than green smoke. The red "hairy" ghost grabbed the flat pole in the hole with both hands and roared heartbreakingly! The roar shook the valley!

The red "hairy" ghost tried his best to pull out the flat pole, and with a "click", the flat pole was actually pulled out by it! The grandfather, who was half-crouched on the ground, was dumbfounded. The pole was not broken, but was pulled out by it, and it can be seen to what extent its strength exploded. The dust just now made it explode in sharp pain!

It swung its half-cut pole at the people.

Three people standing in front of the crowd raised their hoes to stand up. The red "hairy" ghost slammed into the defensive weapon in their hands, and the three of them shouted at the same time!

Three hoes flew out at the same time and landed five or six feet away. The three men opened their palms and howled, and the tiger's mouths of the three people all flowed bright red blood. Their tiger mouths were shattered by the powerful power of the red "hairy" ghost!

The red "hairy" ghost was extremely excited when he saw the blood. Its eyes opened, and its eyes began to change color, and it actually emitted a faint red light, and the faint light quickly became stronger, and finally it was like the light emitted by a flashlight!

"Disperse!" Grandpa shouted half-crouching, his palms still pressed against the ground.

But it was too late, and the red "hairy" ghost raised half of the flat pole and waved it towards the crowd. Two or three fell to the ground. Others scattered like broken ant nests. The red "hairy" ghost bent down and grabbed a stone on the ground and threw it at the scattered crowd, and someone was hit in the head, making a "knock" sound like a wooden fish.

The red-haired ghost raised his pole and roared at the moon in the sky. The moonlight shone on its face. I could clearly see that all the hairs were standing up! The red "color" is like a rusty steel needle! The original mountain daddy was dry and thin, and the skin was directly attached to the bones. But now the red-haired ghost is as strong as a cow, and the muscles of his arms and thighs bulge. It's incredibly exciting! Open the roaring mouth to see the rotting teeth of the black "color".

The only place in the resurrection place that does not allow the corpse to restart its metabolism is the teeth. Even if a living person has a broken tooth, it can only be replaced with other alloys, and cannot be repaired by itself. So the only place where the red "hairy" ghost rots is the teeth. It is precisely because of this that the teeth of the red "hairy" ghost are extremely poisonous, and they are not inferior to the "color" of ordinary poisonous snakes.

It bared its teeth and lunged at the people. Its flashlight-like gaze swept at the scattered people, looking for a target to hunt. I don't know who shouted: "Run down the mountain!" "People panicked and jumped to find a trail and ran down the mountain. No one dared to walk on the wide mountain road, because they all knew that the red "hairy" ghost loved to rampage on the wide straight road when he went crazy.

Xuan Po couldn't care about the pain, so she got up and ran. I was about to go over and pick up my grandfather, who waved his right hand and shouted, "Liang Zai, run with them!" I hurriedly turned around and followed the crowd down the hill. From time to time, weeds and vines hit my legs, like hands holding my steps.

The red "hairy" ghost was even more excited, and chased after him. It picked up the stone as it ran

The crowd smashed in a 'mess'.

Running down from the junction of Jiangjunpo and Changshan, there is a road at the foot of the mountain, and the road leads directly to the "opposite gate house". Everyone panicked and immediately fled in the direction of the "opposite gate house".