When I arrived at the foot of the grave mountain, it was just before eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

According to the plot of a conventional movie, cleaning up grievances in broad daylight must be unreliable.

Is the sun so big, and the ghosts still dare to come out?

If the ghost doesn't come out, you still catch a fart ghost?

Reason, it is indeed such a reason, but is the sin of resentment an ordinary ghost?

This is a standard big sister!

If we don't clean her up during the day, we might get into a lot of trouble at night!

When I was going up the mountain, the old man Zuo wiped the hot sweat on his head and said to me: "I'll call you later, and if you answer it, you will turn on the hands-free, and we will use it as a walkie-talkie." ”

"Cheng, I'll write down your phone number by the way." I nodded.

At this time, I suddenly felt the temperature around me drop, and it was almost as cool as stepping into an ice storage.

I feel comfortable, but I know it's not a good sign.

But fortunately, there is no crying in the woods last time, so we are not so scared along the way.

"Damn, the first seven years of injustice haven't passed, and they were made out by those calves." Old man Zuo scolded angrily: "What else will they do besides causing trouble?!" ”

"Forget it, they're all dead, let's stop scolding, the dead are the greatest." I advised.

The old man waved his hand and stopped talking.

When we walked to Chen Ling's grave, the cold and biting feeling was even more exaggerated.

Under the sun, we were under the high temperature of twenty or thirty degrees, and we didn't feel warm, but the old man Zuo didn't react, but I was so cold that I even shivered a little when I spoke.

"Old Left," I trembled and said, "What are we doing now, where is the injustice?"

"In the grave." Old man Zuo frowned and said, "Although the injustice has come out, the first seven are not, and it will not wander outside." ”

"I'm going to fight now?" I asked.

The old man Zuo shook his head, pointed to Chen Ling's grave that was dug up, and said word by word: "Chisel the coffin for Lao Tzu!" ”

"They didn't dig the coffin that night?" I asked.

"No, as soon as I dug up the grave, I ran away when I heard a cry in the woods." Old man Zuo shook his head.

"Damn, even if you dare to dig someone else's grave!" I sneered, put my backpack on the floor, and began to pack up what I was going to use for a while.

If nothing else, I will have to meet Chen Ling in a while, and this kind of thing is a bit immoral, but this is also a last resort.

Although I don't know why Old Man Zuo wanted me to chisel the coffin, I can guess a little bit without asking, and it must be reasonable for him to let me do it.

Rummaging through my luggage, I suddenly reacted to something.

"Lao Zuo, what do you want me to take to chisel the coffin?"

"Alas, my memory is really bad old man, damn it, I forgot to let you bring some tools." Old man Zuo said depressedly, glanced at a few stones in the grass next to him, and said, "Just smash those stones, the effect is similar to chiseling a coffin, you just need to smash it on the coffin lid." ”

"The coffin lid is so thick," I scratched my head: "Can it be smashed?" ”

"It's not like you're going to smash a hole, just get it whatever you want, what else do you want?" Old man Zuo said angrily.

"Hey, by the way, where is Chen Ling and her husband buried?" I asked.

Old man Zuo shook his head and said, I didn't ask in detail, and I don't know very well.

"Such a big incident happened that night, and Chen Ling's parents didn't come up to take a look?" I'm a little puzzled.

"I guess I didn't hear from it." Old man Zuo frowned: "Just because this matter is a big problem, the relevant departments have sealed the news, and it will take four or five days for them to receive the news." ”

I nodded, walked over to find a stone to take advantage of, and walked towards Chen Ling's grave.

Knocking a stone on a coffin board is something that 99 percent of people have never experienced.

Not to mention how immoral this thing is, when I walked to the tombstone, I still bowed to the tombstone with a little weak heart, really, just that kind of psychological oppression, it is not something that ordinary people can withstand,

Just like some people don't believe in Buddhism but don't dare to scold Buddha, it's all the same truth.

You don't know if the people in the coffin will retaliate against you, you don't know if you're going to experience something horrible in the future, so you're instinctively afraid.

"Old Zuo! She won't cheat corpses, will she?! ”

"The sin of resentment does not like to rush at the body of the dead! You can rest assured! You have a magic weapon to protect yourself, and the injustice can't rush your body! Besides, I'm here! You're scared of a fart! ”

The old man answered me loudly, and then he took out a handful of incense sticks from my backpack, lit them with a lighter, and walked towards me.

I touched the jade pendant on my chest, mustered up my courage, ran two steps, and went directly to the grave.

When I saw the big pit on the top of the grave, I couldn't help but feel sorry, the corner of the coffin board had been exposed, and it was covered with mottled marks, which must have been smashed by the group of grave diggers with hoes and shovels.

At this moment, the old man Zuo had already come to the tombstone, squatted down, and slammed those tribute incense into the soil.

"Smash!!" Old man Zuo yelled.

Hearing this, I subconsciously took a step forward, gritted my teeth, lifted the stone and smashed it on the coffin board.

"I'm sorry Chen Ling, it's all for your good"

"Bang !!"

At this moment, I clearly felt a cool air coming out of the coffin without warning, as if someone was blowing me with a cold fan, and I instinctively shivered a few times.

"Keep smashing !!" Old man Zuo's expression was very serious: "Quick!! ”

"Bang !!"

smashed it again, and the smashed place on the coffin board was already a little dented, which shows that the quality of this coffin is not good.

The stone in my hand was still strong, almost unscathed except for a few small pieces of rubble that had been shattered.

"Bang !!"

As soon as he smashed on the coffin board, he heard a hissing scream from the coffin, and countless miserable white grievances rushed out of the coffin.

"Come down!!" Old man Zuo called out to me.

Before he could finish speaking, I had jumped down from the grave bag and stood beside him in a cold sweat.

I can't do anything else, but when it comes to running for my life, I still have some experience.

"What's going on now?!" I asked anxiously.

The white resentment did not mean to dissipate, and was gathering in the pit in the grave, merging into a mass.

"I'll go to the mountainside to set up a formation, as long as I say yes, you will break this piece of bamboo, and the angry spell will be used here, don't be too far away from the bamboo piece, and don't get up until the evil beast explodes!" As he spoke, the old man took out a piece of bamboo from his pocket and inserted it into the ground.

After doing this, the old man took out his mobile phone, called me, and ran to the back of the mountainside, seeing that his running movements were much faster than mine.

This old man looks seventy or eighty, but why does this physical fitness feel stronger than me?!

After answering the phone, I didn't dare to ink anymore, put the phone in my pocket, and took the equipment out of my backpack non-stop.

First, I covered the red rune paper with the mantra painted on the ground, and then I lit a stick of incense, and according to the old man Zuo's instructions, pierced the edge of the rune paper and inserted it in the soil.

At this time, the resentment gathered on the grave had formed a vague human form.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew in my face, making me shiver.

Who the fuck says there are no ghosts during the day?!! Didn't this kind of terrible ancestor still come out?!!

I clenched the indigo wood, staring intently at the vague "person" on the grave, cold sweat running down my eyebrows, and I didn't dare to wipe it.

After about half a minute, the surrounding cold air became thicker and thicker, and the insects and birds in the forest gradually disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

The "person" became much clearer, and at least he could distinguish his facial features.

"This thing has been cultivated into a real body, no wonder the books say it's difficult to deal with" I looked at the resentment, and my heart beat fast to the extreme of my life.

The Evil of Resentment didn't seem to see me, and stood there dumbfounded, silent, and didn't seem dangerous.

I didn't dare to let my guard down, staring at it cautiously, clutching the Evil Wood.

Suddenly, I noticed that there seemed to be a gust of wind around me, not too big, but it could blow into people's bones, and it was very cold.

The wind rose for a while, and the bitter sin standing on the grave opened his mouth wide and roared without warning.

The sound of the roar was like crying.

At the same time, with the roar of the vengeful iniquity, a scream exploded on the grave without warning.

"Hiss!!!"

When I heard the voice, I lifted up the wood and recited the incantation aloud.

"The Lord has ordered me to carry it out."

"Buying land is a star."

"Lonely souls stop swimming, scattered and cowardly."

"The evil spirits have fled, and the demons have no sperm."

After reading this sentence, I slapped the evil wood heavily on the red rune paper.

It's like an older generation of storytellers waking up wood, and the snapping sound is particularly refreshing.

"I am as anxious as the law of my grandfather!!"

"Boom !!"