Another quiet day passed, and the next day my face was almost unremarkable, and I felt much refreshed.

But the sky outside made me a little puzzled, the time was already six o'clock, and it was still a little dim, and it was already very bright at this time.

When I opened the curtains, I saw that there was fog outside, and it was very thick, the visibility was less than 20 meters, and it was impossible to distinguish between men and women 30 meters away, and only a figure could be seen.

Fog is a good thing, it means that there is a lot of moisture, maybe it will rain after a while, and if the weather goes down again, prices will have to rise.

I washed up and prepared for breakfast, but when I opened the cupboard, it was empty, and even the noodles were gone. These days, I have not eaten more and eaten up, and I have run out.

I had no choice but to go out to the vegetable market for breakfast.

Walking and walking, passing by Chen Laogen's white shop, I suddenly saw a figure in the distance, holding a black umbrella looming in the fog, and his figure was slightly rickety.

And the big lock of the white shop shook gently, apparently just touched. This made me slightly stunned, Chen Laogen is back?

I immediately chased after him, but he was quite fast, and he didn't catch up with him in small steps, and the fog was heavy, and he lost it at the end of the street.

So I picked up my phone and called him, but the phone was disconnected and didn't work at all; This makes me inexplicable, what is he doing here, the mobile phone will eat people, and he won't turn it on when he comes back.

Shaking my head, I went back to the vegetable market roadside stall to eat breakfast, I don't know why when I ate, I always felt as if someone was staring at me from behind, but when I looked back, it was foggy and foggy, and I couldn't see anything.

After eating very uncomfortably, I walked back, only to walk to the door of the store and see that there was another note on it.

I was shocked, this was the second time, the last time the note warned me that the corpses in the village must continue to burn, otherwise I would die without a place to bury.

Here it is again, exactly the same paper.

I hurriedly ripped it off and looked at it, and found that even the handwriting was the same, and what was written on it made me chill: There are ghosts around you, beware of strangers!

Have a ghost around you?

Who?

Camouflage or lurking around the corner?

There are also outsiders, who are even more heartbroken, there is only one foreigner around him, Huang Mao, and the others are all on the periphery, and there is nothing to deal with.

Could it be that Huang Mao is a ghost?

I don't know what this man means, what does he know, or is he sowing discord?

Judging from the content on the note, this person is from Jinpen Township, otherwise the tone would not reveal the wariness of outsiders.

Who will it be?

I thought about it for a while, there are not many people who know that they are riddled with tricks, Chen Laogen is counted as one, He Laoqi doesn't know if it counts, if he counts, his son can also count, and the Feng family may also know something.

There's really no one else.

Suddenly, the lightning flashed in my mind, and I remembered the mysterious person who reported to Cao Nan to save me, that is, the time when Old Man Li cheated the corpse, I was so frightened that I collapsed on the ground and couldn't move, it was that person who sent a letter asking Cao Nan to bring yellow hair to save me.

Two notes and one text message, it can't be the same person, right?

Anyway, from the perspective of the style of acting, it is quite similar, they are all faceless, but they pay special attention to me, and seem to have some inside story.

Having said that, Huang Mao did have suspicions, although he helped me a lot, but deep down I still muttered a little. The biggest question is, what is he doing when he is a foreigner in this poor country of Jinpen Township?

Why don't you poke him and try it?

I can't help but think that if there is blood, it is a person, and if there is no blood, it is a ghost!

I hesitated for a long time, and when the sun rose, I made up my mind, it was better to test it, and the province always muttered in my heart.

But I replaced the knife with a toothpick, and brought a peach pit with me, and if he was a ghost, I kept the peach pit in his mouth.

When they arrived at the Internet café, Huang Mao and Cao Nan were as dedicated as ever, rain or shine every day, and they didn't go anywhere. I walked up behind them and stood for a while and they didn't respond, yelling and scolding at the other side, smashing the mouse and smashing the keyboard.

I picked it on Huang Mao, hit his thicker shoulder, and the toothpick pierced it slightly.

Outcome...... Huang Mao didn't react at all, still blushing and scolding the stupid guy on the other side at the computer.

I was dumbfounded, pulled out a toothpick and saw that there was a little red on it, it was blood, nothing was wrong!

Speechless, I shook my head and left, as long as it is human, no matter how human it is, it is still human, ghosts are too evil.

It's just that what I don't know is that if this happened in a few years, I wouldn't think so, because the real evil in this world is not ghosts, but human hearts.

……

Back at the store, the fog outside gradually dissipated in the scorching sun.

I went upstairs to take stock of the warehouse, ready to replenish some goods, during this time the warehouse was a lot empty, and it has not been stocked. Before I finished counting, an anxious shout suddenly came from downstairs, "Brother Leizi, are you there, come out quickly, something is wrong!" ”

I was suddenly excited, it was Meng Shuisheng, the son of the third uncle; During this time, he had been helping to watch his grandfather's grave at home during the summer vacation, but he couldn't figure out that his grandfather's grave had an accident again, so he rushed downstairs.

As soon as Meng Shuisheng saw me, he hurriedly said, "Brother Leizi is not good, my uncle's coffin has been dug up!" ”

My head buzzed, like a bolt from the blue, and my worst fears finally happened.

Grandpa is my dearest and best person to me, when I was a child, I didn't get angry when others scolded me for not having a father or mother, but if someone dared to call my grandfather a stinky old nine (the stigma of intellectuals), they would definitely have to fight with him, and even once used stones to open the scoops of several guys.

"When?!" My eyes turned red all of a sudden, and I grabbed Meng Shuisheng and asked.

Meng Shuisheng was startled by me and stammered, "It should be...... It was last night, when the fog cleared in the morning, that I saw it. ”

"Feng Qiangtou, I have to kill you!" I roared, and immediately rushed to the peach grove next to the old house with a bird gun and a pig-killing knife, and made a phone call to Cao Nan on the way, gritting my teeth and saying, "Cao Nan, I'm going to kill someone!" ”

After saying that, I hung up, he understood what I meant, and the only one who could make me kill was my grandfather.

Soon, I rushed to the old house, parked the motorcycle at the door, and ran briskly to the peach forest.

The grave was completely gone, the tombstone was thrown aside, the grave was empty, and the coffin inside was missing.

My blood was surging and my lungs were blowing up. Feng Qiangtou, a bastard, if he doesn't take his dog's life today, he is not worthy of his grandfather's surname Meng!

I immediately got on my motorcycle and rushed to Feng Qiantou's house, where the Feng family mainly gathered, and the entire Wanzi people were surnamed Feng. The Feng family naturally recognized me, and when they saw me rushing in on a motorcycle, with a knife and a gun behind me, they immediately blew up the pot.

I increased the throttle and went straight inside, and two people came up to stop me, and I almost didn't get killed.

I'm really crazy, digging graves, such a shame can only be compensated with my life, who dares to stop me without opening my eyes, I deserve to die!

Soon I rushed to Feng Qiangtou's house, Feng Qiangtou was walking around in the front yard, still smoking dry cigarettes, as soon as he saw me rushing to his house murderously, he immediately screamed, and ran home, even throwing away the smoking gun.

"Old dog, today you don't die, Lao Tzu is not surnamed Meng!" I jumped out of the car and chased after him.

"Mom, it's murderous, help!!" Feng Qiang was so frightened that he almost tripped over the threshold, and hurriedly went to close the door, shouting.

I was some distance away, and by the time I reached the door, it was almost closed, and I could bite out a mouthful of blood in hatred, and I lifted the bird gun and slammed it into the crack of the door.

"Bang!" The gun was so strong that the smoke was billowing out, and it shook me so hard that I almost didn't fall to the ground.

"Ah......" Feng Qiang screamed, and then scolded: "Meng Lei's little cub, like your grandfather, is a madman!" ”

"Dog's not dead!" As soon as I heard the sound, I immediately threw away the bird's gun, picked up the pig-killing knife and began to bang on the door.

But the inside of the gate was tethered, and it couldn't be touched at all, it was an old-fashioned solid wood gate, cumbersome and heavy, like a small city gate.

I slashed with my knife in a hurry, but it was useless, and it was impossible to break into the door in a short time.

"Meng Lei's little cub, you have the courage to get fat, dare to attack me, you wait, wait for my Feng Jiaerlang to come and hammer you to death, bastard, and let your grandfather become extinct!" Feng Qiang had no fear and scolded me in the door.

"Old immortal dog, you are the first to die!" I looked through the crack in the door and saw that the door was clasped by the buckle.

So I threw away the knife, picked it up and refilled it, and replaced the iron sand with a steel bar head for fighting wild boars, which could break the bowl and a tree as big as a bowl buckle in one shot.

"Don't be impulsive!"

Just when I was about to load, there was a motorcycle horn behind me, and when I looked back, it was Meng Lei and Huang Mao, who hurried over. There was also a large group of Feng family members holding farm tools in the back, and they were murderous.

I hurriedly finished reloading, pressed the door buckle directly against the crack in the door with the mouth of the gun, and then turned around and used my shoulder to hold the bird gun and pull the trigger.

"Boom!"

This gun is much more powerful, and it directly shook my butt and sat on the ground, and the gun also flew out more than ten meters because of the recoil too much. If you don't turn around and open it on your head, you will be seriously injured if you don't die.

But even so, my head was still dizzy, and I shook it vigorously several times before I came to my senses, and when I saw that the door was open, the door buckle and a piece of wood were blown away, and it was fiercely embedded in the wall of the inner hall, and the room was in a mess.

Feng Qiang stood aside, stared at me with a pair of frightened eyes, his eyeballs almost didn't fall off, and screamed, "Crazy! Lunatic! ”

As he spoke, he ran backwards.

I picked up the pig-killing knife on the ground and chased it in, old horseman, see where you are running, today I will chop you into potato chips to pay tribute to my grandfather's spirit in the sky!