Because of the large tilt of the dilapidated house, no one can stay, the construction team has been living in a temporary tent, when everyone is busy for a day, and is about to sleep peacefully, but suddenly there is a frightened scream from a tent, everyone immediately rushed out to see what happened, but saw the draftsman standing trembling in front of his tent, his face was no longer bloody.

Someone appeased, someone asked, and it was only after a long time that the draftsman turned around, pointed to the tent in front of him in horror, and said tremblingly: "Drawings—drawings—"

What happened to the drawings? Everyone drew a muddy picture in their hearts.

Someone reacted quickly, and had already taken out a thick stack of drawings from the draftsman's tent, and everyone looked around, all of them were topographic maps, surveying and mapping, and there was nothing abnormal, until they opened a design map of the activity center, and everyone was stunned-

I saw that there were no construction drawings of the activity center on the design drawings, and there were piles and pieces on it, which were divided into more than a dozen small spaces, and each grid was also painted with a rectangular and upright shape, with words written on it - "XX Tomb", which was actually a tombstone! And the paint that drew the lines hadn't dried yet, and it was dripping red, more like blood!

Now everyone is gossiping, and some say that this place is evil, and whether people have died in the past.

Others say that someone is playing a prank, and there are not several households in the tunzi who say that the public property is their own and resolutely oppose the demolition of the public property.

Some people even pointed the finger at the draftsman, saying that he had just broken up with his girlfriend, and came up with this trick to escape work and go back to the county to coax his girlfriend back......

In short, everyone's arguments are different and inconsistent.

But before everyone could argue about the result, something happened again......

The next day, it suddenly rained heavily, which caused a lot of trouble for the construction team, and they couldn't start work in the rain for safety reasons. The heavy rain did not stop until the third night.

In order to get back the construction period, the captain of the construction team decided to start work overnight, so the team members went to the construction site in stars and moons. The first to go wrong were two wall-smashers, who were talking about how the female members of the team flattered the captain while dragging a sledgehammer towards a dangerous wall.

"That little wave, you said that she was wearing a small cheongsam when she was working, and the slit was almost open to the creaky nest, so I might as well not wear it-"

"You just can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour, how people wear them should be your fault. Even the bare cheeks have nothing to do with you, do they?! ”

"Then she's okay with him. Mom squeezed out me, I was originally picking up the sledgehammer, Lao Tzu stopped for three or four years, and now I have made thirteen moves, and I have turned it back, all day long, who he. happy to do it!! ”

"Don't talk so much nonsense, you're going to do this, or you're going to strip naked. Look at the little bit of bits and pieces on you, captain, don't you? Hurry up, pick it up—"

"Pick! Whirl! I'll take a sledgehammer - kill her. Grandma's a bear - kill that little slut! As he spoke, he picked up the sledgehammer.

"Wait, wait—" the other suddenly exclaimed, "the wall, how come there seems to be a figure on the wall?!" ”

"Where's the figure?!" The hammer stopped in mid-air.

"Huh? Now, now it's gone—just, just now! It's like a woman's shadow—"

"Yes. Yes, there is! I see you're also fascinated by the little fox, I'll help you pull her out of the wall——"

Bang –

As soon as the hammer went down, a large hole was broken in the wall.

Poof-

A stream of liquid squirted out of the hole in the wall. burst into two faces, one body.

"What chickens. Ba thing—" The two of them were stunned, looked at each other, and were stunned.

Blush. Blood.

The hole in the wall was still bubbling with crimson blood, and the two of them screamed, threw down their hammers, turned around, and ran......

When the people who rushed over after hearing the news came to lie down in front of the dangerous wall, the wall turned out to be intact, and there were still any blood stains in the wall holes.

The faces and bodies of the two wall-smashers were also clean, and there was not even a grain of dust on them, and everyone looked at the two people who were trembling with fright, and each had their own judgment.

The captain doesn't believe in evil, and he has seen a lot of people who find various reasons to play slippery towers, and how can he believe in these fictitious strange things, and now he found a bulldozer driver-

"Push! Just push me down and shovel it! If there are any more nonsense guys, they will also be buried for me! ”

The captain was angry, how could anyone dare to make another time, the bulldozer roared, and the "sudden" rushed violently, and more than a dozen dilapidated houses suddenly collapsed for more than half of them, until more than three o'clock at midnight, the demolition of the dilapidated houses finally came to an end - only the last small house in the middle was still standing upright, but it was also precarious.

The driver took a big sip of liquor, his body warmed up, his tired body was also relaxed a lot, and he was very happy, he took a puff of cigarette again, and flicked the cigarette butt that burned to the end, and the cigarette butt with sparks drew a faint red light in the air, falling into the darkness, he licked his lips, hung the lever, stepped on the accelerator, and the bulldozer roared again, slowly moving forward......

Whew—

The lights flashed a few times and suddenly went out, the driver was stunned, and when he looked at the operation panel, the power was indeed a little insufficient, but it was more than enough to pile down this last small room, he turned off the lights, increased the horsepower and rushed forward, but when he looked up, his heart was cold-

It was only seven or eight meters away from the hut in front of him, but under the light of the white moonlight, he suddenly found that there were more than ten people in front of him, old and young, he immediately stopped the bulldozer, opened the window and poked his head out, just wanted to shout to the front, and then fixed his eyes, the front of the car was empty, it was dark, and where was the person.

The driver rubbed his eyes vigorously, the stimulation of alcohol made his eyes a little dizzy, he exhaled the smell of alcohol, shook his head with a smile, started the locomotive again, and touched his hand to the joystick next to him-

At this touch, what I started was cold, so cold that it penetrated the bone marrow, and I shivered coldly.

What he was holding was not a lever at all, but a woman's hand, slender and white, tiny with red nails......

The driver's drunkenness woke up for the most part, and he didn't dare to look up at that arm anymore, but the human instinct of curiosity still made him raise his head—

White pants.

White shirts.

Half of his white face smiled miserably at him.

The woman was young and beautiful, sitting in the air next to the driver's seat with her hands on the joystick.

The driver wanted to ask her if she was a villager here, but when he saw that one of the woman's exposed eyes began to bleed out, he knew that he didn't need to ask, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that he didn't have the strength at all, and then saw the woman use her other hand to lift the hair covering half of her face—

Under the hair was a blur of flesh and blood, and in the black eye sockets, the eyeballs were gone, and the cheekbones were empty, leaving a deep hole, in which it seemed that flowing brains could be seen, emitting a fishy smell......

The driver was unconscious for most of the day, and it was not until he woke up at noon the next day that he burst into tears and told everyone what he had seen last night. He didn't intend to convince anyone, but to his surprise, everyone in the construction team, including the captain, believed it, because in the previous hours, everyone's tent had been patronized by men, women or children, one or even several "people", and they all had something in common—cold figures, covered in blood, mutilated bodies......

This incident spread very quickly in the tunzi, and the villagers were even able to vividly imitate the conversation and psychological dynamics of the two wall smashers and the bulldozer driver at that time. In this way, few people in the entire tunzi dared to approach the ruins lightly. It makes people here panic and talk about ghosts.

Probably because of the panic of the villagers, the construction team was stationed for a few days before leaving, saying that they would report the progress of the work to their superiors, and at the same time explain to the tun chief: find some scientific or beyond scientific methods to deal with the things here, so that they can start construction as soon as possible, they said very implicitly, but the tun chief has already heard what it means, he immediately recruited the "big fairy" and "half fairy" of the surrounding ten miles and eight villages, and danced the god method, tried it one by one, but it still did not improve, and some villagers said that they would hear someone whispering in the ruins at night. Or see a figure floating around......

"More than a dozen ghosts?" As soon as Tun Chang finished speaking, Brother Mu asked such a question.

"Yes, more than a dozen! It is said that he looks like he is from the city, but he is not very fashionable," replied the Tun Chief.

"Like it was more than ten years ago?" Brother Mu asked again.

"Hmmm! The young people in the tun'er don't wear it that way now. "The tun chief smoked the cigarette to the root, and he was reluctant to throw it away, so he took another puff," said the people from the county construction team. ”

Brother Mu and Gong Yan glanced at each other and nodded slightly.

"Old Tun Chief, the last dilapidated house you mentioned—" Brother Mu pointed to a very inconspicuous small house in the innermost part of the ruins.

"Yes, that's all it takes, it's been abandoned for decades, and it's said to be a people. In the early days of the country, which family built an ancestral hall, and then the family moved away, no one took care of it, and after liberation, it became a public property, but the house was too small, and there was a ditch underneath, and the house was very damp, so it was not of great use, and it was always vacant, who would have thought that now it would be tossed up——"

"Then the captain of the palace back then—" Brother Mu asked.

"Oh, that's how Xiao Gong walked around this place for a long time that year—every room seemed to be looked at, and he told me to wait outside—" Tun Chang recalled, thinking and thinking, and suddenly patted his head, "Yes, I remember—he spent the longest time in the small ancestral hall!" (To be continued......)