On my left and right shoulders, there was a black paw print, and I dared to reach out and touch it, and I shook my arm in instant pain.

The flesh on the footprints had turned black, and it didn't smell any peculiar smell, but I just didn't dare to touch it, and it hurt when I touched it.

The uncle in the suit came over, took a look, and said in shock: "People pack ghosts!

Is this a man-packer? I carefully recalled that during the day on the mountain road, the uncle in the suit said that there were ghosts walking on this road, let's be careful, but I didn't expect that after we walked this road, we met people and ghosts?

When did this ghost stand on my shoulder?

Looking at the black footprints on my left and right shoulders, with my toes in front and heels behind, combined with the direction of the footprints, I could clearly feel that there was a ghost standing on my shoulders and looking ahead with me.

What to do? I was a little frightened because I was sure I didn't have any skin disease. And these black footprints appeared on my shoulders for no reason, and science really can't explain it.

The uncle in the suit said: Abu, when you walked the mountain road during the day, you didn't notice anything abnormal?

I said no, but I felt tired all the time, and I felt that I couldn't straighten my shoulders because of the pressure of the mountaineering bag, and now I think about it

Speaking of this, I was shaken and trembled and said: Now that I think about it, it is like someone is standing on my shoulder!

Thinking about what the villagers said, in a few months or years, will I also be like that second fool, crushed into a hunchbacked old man by the ghost on my shoulder?

The uncle in the suit was silent, and Daoru was also silent. It's the first time we've encountered a human ghost, and no one knows what to do.

You two take off your clothes. I said to them coldly.

The uncle in the suit was expressionless and began to undress, Daoru clasped his hands around his chest, and said nervously: What do you want to do?

I said let me look at your shoulders.

First, why am I the only one of the three living people who has met a human ghost?

Second, excluding the fact that Daoru did not bear weight, why didn't the uncle in the suit meet?

When the uncle in the suit took off his clothes, I glanced over his shoulder, his bronzed skin was very healthy, and I didn't see it before, he was still a muscular man.

Daoru said that he would not take off his clothes at all, and I said, "In this case, you can lift the clothes on your shoulders and show me."

Daoru thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll show you one person."

The uncle in the suit sneered and said: You just show me, and I won't see it.

Glancing at Daoru's shoulder, his skin was as white as jade, and there were no black footprints at all.

Then that's not right. Why did all three of us walk that mountain path, because I was the only one who met the man-packer. Do? Look at me as an honest bully?

Just when he didn't understand this question, suddenly the uncle in the suit was startled, raised his hand and copied the sapper shovel next to him, and shouted: Who!

I was also shocked, and I reached out to grab the sapper pickaxe, and when I looked at the uncle in the suit, I couldn't help but shake my arm, and the sapper pickaxe almost fell to the ground.

In the depths of this cave, several green flames slowly floated up.

The green flames fluttered in the depths of the cave, flickering and dimming, and the three of us looked at each other, and I lowered my voice and said, "Ghost fire?"

The old rules, let's go over and take a look, Dao Ru is optimistic about the luggage and equipment. The uncle in the suit grabbed the flashlight, and I followed him and walked deeper into the cave.

This cave is a natural formation, the cave wall is high and bottom, the road is wide and narrow, the widest place I think can be compared to the basketball court, the narrowest place, that is, a small road.

As soon as we took a step, the ghost fire in the depths of the cave drifted back a little, and then a little further, and the ghost fire retreated a little further.

Is this a ghost fire? I asked Uncle in a suit.

The two of us stood in place and didn't dare to move, those green ghost fires, like a pair of dark eyes, stared at us all the time, staring at us creepy.

The uncle in the suit said: Don't be afraid, I once learned how to deal with ghosts with both hands, and it should work.

Continuing on, just two steps away, I smelled a rotten smell wafting from the depths of the cave, mixed with a slight fishy stench, and the smell was faintly disgusting.

The ghost fire drifted into the depths of the cave and slowly disappeared, and we also walked into a vast area, raised the flashlight and shone it overhead, the cave was at least dozens of meters high, the cave was full of strange rocks, and the roads were intricate, so we didn't dare to move blindly at all, for fear of getting lost.

No, those ghost fires were deliberately lured us here! As soon as the uncle in the suit finished speaking, I asked: How do you say this?

He held up his flashlight, shone it at the nearby mountain wall, and said to me, "This is the problem."

I looked at the light of his flashlight and was shocked! On one of the walls of this cave, countless holes were densely excavated, and in each hole, a rotting coffin was placed!

We walked over and looked into the coffin, where the body was already decomposed, and only a pile of bones could prove that there had indeed been a dead man lying in the coffin.

The dozen or so coffins under the cave wall, from beginning to end, looked at it all over again, and my heart became more and more impatient and frightened.

These white bones have one thing in common.

None of them have foot bones! Judging from the broken scars on the ankles, these people should have had their soles cut off before they died.

I asked the uncle in the suit: Is there such a punishment for cutting off feet in history?

He said: "There are too many to count."

The cave was quiet, and from the dark corners of the cave, several green ghost fires floated out again, floating in the void and slowly shaking, as if seducing us and letting us chase after us.

I said something is not quite right here, we are here to find the hanging coffin of sin-washing, and we should not touch anything that does not match the hanging coffin of sin-washing.

The uncle in the suit said, "That's what we mean, we will return now and leave this cave at dawn."

One after the other, we turned on the flashlights at the same time and headed back the way we came, strange to say, the more we walked into the cave, the more the ghost fire hid inside.

And as we left, the farther we got from the inside of the cave, the closer the ghostly fires came to us, as if they were deliberately chasing us.

As I walked, the uncle in the suit suddenly stopped, and I kept looking at the ghost fire behind me, and I didn't pay attention to anything, and I hit him with a plop.

Why don't you go? I asked.

The always calm face of the uncle in the suit finally showed a look of horror, and he pointed to the front of the road and said: When did this wall appear!

I looked ahead of the road, almost so tight that I almost peed in my crotch.

When did such a large stone wall appear in this cave? The road that made us retreat was so tightly blocked that even ants couldn't climb over, and I even felt like we were on the wrong path!

Wrong! We must have gone wrong, we must have gone wrong! Hurry back! I shouted hysterically.

The uncle in the suit is also pale, this is definitely a real ghost hitting the wall! Because we just walked this road a few minutes ago, it was only a few minutes of work, how could such a large stone wall appear, unless the mountain rock collapsed, otherwise it was impossible!

But how could there be no movement at all when the mountain rock collapsed?

The two of us walked towards the depths of the cave again, and as we walked, we felt that something was wrong.

I said, uncle, did you hear the sound of running water? The kind that is very slow and slow, like the sound of a cut wrist and blood dripping on the ground?

The uncle in the suit shook his head and didn't speak. And just as we reached the fork in the cave, and were about to meet the white bones of the severed soles again, we almost trembled and collapsed on the ground.

The cave where I met with broken feet and white bones just now has disappeared, and the scene that appears in front of us is an undercurrent stream inside the cave!

Where's that cave?

The two of us squatted in front of the undercurrent stream, looking at the surrounding scene in amazement, the uncle in the suit didn't say a word, bit his finger violently, and dotted a red dot on his forehead, and then also reached out and touched my forehead, saying: Go back!

I asked, "Uncle, does this method work?"

He said: I don't know, it's also an old Taoist who taught me, life and death, something is better than nothing.

I hummed, the more critical the moment, the more uplifted.

We walked again in the direction of the entrance of the cave, and when we came to the wall again, we both shouted almost at the same time: No way, no way!

We felt like we were going crazy, because the broken foot and white bones that had just disappeared strangely just now, and that cave wall was actually blocking our way back!