Ten o'clock at night.

The dim light in the courtyard and the thunderclap of the burning matches made the night extraordinarily long.

There were a few painful moans of Qiulan from inside the house, and the two people in the kitchen were boiling water.

Chen Yimu's face turned white, his brows tightened, and he stared at the bamboo basket, and the cloth in his hand fell to the ground at some point.

"Baby, Baby......"

In the bamboo basket lies a baby quietly, white and chubby, still with a handle.

The baby's mouth kept moving, sucking on its fingers as if it were the most delicious thing in the world.

It's just that it's not like an ordinary baby, but it has a trace of black gas all over its body, exuding a cold aura.

Airplanes!

"Ghost Baby!"

Two big blood-red characters appeared on the ghost finder.

"Is the water boiling?" Mother Zhou opened the door and shouted.

What to do?

Chen Yimu wanted to cover the basket, but found that the cloth on his hand was missing.

I panicked, my hands were in a hurry, and my heart was pounding.

"Come, come......" Zhou Xiaowei ran to Zhou's mother with two boiling water bottles.

Chen Yimu saw the cloth on the ground at this time, and hurriedly picked it up and covered it.

Fortunately, their attention was not on him, and it was also good that the light was too dark.

Chen Yimu felt a little cold on his forehead, and raised his hand to wipe it with sweat.

Zhou Xiaowei stood at the door of the house and looked in anxiously, and after no result, he turned around to go back to the kitchen and saw Chen Yimu standing in front of the stone mill.

"Little brother, sit down, Uncle Zhou can't go back for a while, I'll pour you a glass of water." Zhou Xiaowei said.

Chen Yimu saw Zhou Xiaowei walking towards him, waved his hand and said, "No, no." ”

Don't come here.

If you cry, what's the matter?

"Then you are free to do whatever you want, you can sleep in the room over there, go to sleep......"

"Weizi, the water is boiling again!" Zhou's father's voice came from the kitchen.

"It's coming!"

Zhou Xiaowei smiled apologetically at Chen Yimu, then turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Call.

Zhou Xiaowei entered the kitchen, but now there was a big trouble in front of Chen Yimu.

It is absolutely impossible to let Zhou Xiaowei's family know that there is a ghost baby at home at this juncture.

What can I do?

Squeak!

The door was opened.

Chen Yimu turned his head to look at it, and his face suddenly turned happy.

Chen Yimu stepped forward and asked, "Uncle Zhou, are you okay?" ”

It was Uncle Zhou who walked out of the house, and after closing the door, he stretched his waist.

Uncle Zhou glanced at the kitchen, shook his head and said, "The situation is not very good, but it is basically stable, wait for the ambulance to come." ”

"Uncle Zhou!"

"What's wrong?"

Facing Chen Yimu's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, Zhou Bo felt puzzled.

Chen Yimu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Uncle Zhou, if there is a baby in a basket in the countryside, what does it usually mean?" ”

"According to our custom here, this practice means that the child is to be given away......"

In the past, the standard of living was not high, but there was no way for people to restrain their normal physiological needs.

At that time, it was avoided. Pregnancy lacks basic common sense, and children are born one by one.

Originally, the family couldn't open the pot, so what should I do with the child who was born, I had to give it away.

But if you hold the child in your arms and ask them one by one, if you want a child, then everyone will definitely not accept it.

I can't put it down, and others still have concerns.

If the child is raised and you come back to find it, then the hard work of this life will be wasted.

So at that time, everyone put the children in a bamboo basket, covered them with a cloth, and found a lively place during the day before dawn, and put them on the side of the road or at the bridge.

"Wait a minute, you ......" Zhou Bo's eyes suddenly searched the courtyard, and finally landed on the bamboo basket on the stone mill.

Chen Yimu nodded and replied, "It's a baby in the bamboo basket, it's a ghost baby!" ”

"Ghost, ghost baby!?" Zhou Bo's breath suddenly stagnated, and his face turned white.

"It was dark at night, and I didn't see the woman's appearance very clearly, but from the appearance of the baby, it was indeed a ghost baby!" Chen Yimu said.

"It's not good, it's not good, it's not good......" Zhou Bo walked quickly to the stone grinding platform.

Chen Yimu quickly followed and asked, "What's wrong with Uncle Zhou?" ”

"Stone grinding was originally meant to suppress ghosts, but now put it on this, I'm afraid something will happen!" Zhou Bo hurriedly explained.

Before the words fell, before Zhou Bo's outstretched hand touched the bamboo basket, the bamboo basket disappeared out of thin air.

Bang!

The courtyard door slammed open, and a gust of wind whipped up the mud and sand and rushed towards the two people in the courtyard.

Chen Yimu grabbed Uncle Zhou, his body was short, and the two hid behind the stone grinding platform.

When the father and son of the Zhou family heard the sound, they looked out and said in astonishment: "What's the matter?" ”

"Find a place to hide, don't make a sound, quick!" Chen Yimu turned his head and shouted.

"My wife is still in the house, I'm going to accompany her!" Zhou Xiaowei shouted and ran towards the house.

Seeing this, Chen Yimu hurriedly grabbed Zhou Xiaowei and shouted: "Your wife will be fine in the house, now you hurry into the house and hide, otherwise everyone will die, and your wife will be killed by you!" ”

"Ahh

Zhou Xiaowei still wanted to refute, but as soon as he heard that it was a matter of life and death, he responded.

The father and son of the Zhou family didn't know why, but when they saw the sand and rocks flying in the courtyard, they were afraid that something terrible had happened, and they didn't dare to go out again.

"Uncle Zhou, you also go to the house to hide, don't come out, leave this matter to me!" Chen Yimu said to Uncle Zhou.

"Good!"

Zhou Bo took a deep look at Chen Yimu, and then ran quickly to the kitchen.

Seeing Uncle Zhou running into the kitchen to hide with the Zhou family's father and son, Chen Yimu was a little relieved.

Click!

There was a cracking sound in my ears.

Rumble!

The stone mill was torn apart.

Chen Yimu dodged, got up and looked at the door, only to see a figure appear at the door.

"Why are you hurting my child?"

"My child is innocent, why should he be hurt?"

"I'm going to kill you, kill you all!"

A woman dressed in black gently stroked the baby in the bamboo basket, and her voice sounded coldly in the courtyard.

"Those who don't know are not guilty, I don't know that your child is inside, and besides, people and ghosts have different paths, why do you still come to provoke people!" Chen Yimu said.

"A good ignorant is not guilty, I sentence you to death!" The woman's eyes flashed with a long green light and looked at Chen Yimu.

Before the words fell, the woman disappeared in front of Chen Yimu's eyes.

"Huh?!"

Chen Yimu's back was cold, and he suddenly punched back.

One punch in the air.

Bang!

Chen Yimu received a heavy blow to the back, and the whole person flew out, rolling on the ground for several weeks before stopping.

"Damn, it hurts!"

Without waiting for Chen Yimu to take a breath, his clothes tightened, and the whole person floated.

Then, after a whirlwind, there was another intimate contact with the ground.

"Eldest sister, eldest sister ghost, I was wrong at first, if you do it again, I'm welcome!"

I really deserve to be at a loss, but if Chen Yimu is allowed to suffer a dumb loss all the time, he will definitely not do it.

Chen Yimu's eyes flickered, and he felt a tightness in his chest.

Bang!

There was a slap in the chest, and the whole person hit the wall.

Pressing his chest, there was blood hanging from the corner of Chen's mouth, and his face was so painful that his face turned hideous.

"Well, it's really a good person who can't be deserved, and he was beaten before he could explain two sentences!"

"If you can really do it, don't make noise!!"

"Spiritualism!"

A black shadow flew out of Chen Yimu's palm.

At this moment, the flying sand in the courtyard dissipated, and the stones fell to the ground.

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