I leaned over and gently felt in the direction from which the sound came, and not far in front of me was a mound of vines, where some vines were planted, clinging to the wooden frame, and the wind blew and hummed, and the elephant tooth man was bruised. The vines, high and low, look black and swarthy from a distance, and the shape of teeth and claws looks hideous in the night.

At this time, a bird suddenly came from the mountain to the north: "Orphan! Orphan! The cry startled me; Then he flapped his wings and struggled. I looked up the hill and it was dark, and the stars were not strong on this cloudless night. Everything under the faint starlight is just a blur.

After a few chirpings, there was no more sound, and then there was a dead silence. My scalp was tingling and I was in a cold sweat; At this time, a cold wind blew at the right time, and the cold made me shiver. I calmed down and slowly approached the front, taking every step with great care, as if I were walking in a minefield.

The clatter of the shovels had long since stopped, and gradually I noticed a human-like black shadow beside the mound, glowing green through the vines. "There are ghosts!" That was my first reaction, my legs were getting heavier and heavier, as heavy as lead. I paused for a moment, then plucked up the courage to keep walking.

With a "clang", I knocked over a flower pot; The shadow stood up suddenly, and burrowed into the grass with a "pop". It must not be a ghost who can run, so I suddenly had the courage to chase after it quickly. I didn't chase far, and I disappeared, and the black shadow just now disappeared, and I was a little disappointed.

I searched around and found no shadow, then lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and started walking back. But what I didn't expect was that not far in front of me there was a man carrying a hoe and walking slowly on the path of the flower field: "What time is it?" There are still people who come to do things, I haven't heard that there is a night shift in the flower field, what's going on? ”

I decided to find out, so I walked over to the man, and as I approached him, I asked softly, "Who is it?" What are you doing so late? ”

The man ignored me, still walking forward slowly, I turned on the flashlight, shone it on the man's body, almost made me smile, I saw Yang Bing wearing beach pants, wearing a black garden collar shirt on his upper body, a pair of slippers on his feet, carrying a hoe, and looking straight ahead, so I shouted loudly: "Yang Bing, what are you doing here?" ”

Yang Bing broke up with me when he was dark, and he didn't say hello when he came back, why did he come here now? Why is there no response to shouting at him? Feeling strange, I quickly rushed in front of him and reached out to grab him. But Yang Bing then walked past me and stepped into the ditch.

There was water in the ditch, but Yang Bing did not stop, but stepped into the water with his hind feet. I found that Yang Bing was looking ahead, walking mechanically, as if he was asleep. No matter how much I shouted, I just ignored it. What kind of reputation does Yang Bing have? aroused my great interest.

I followed him closely, because he was carrying the hoe, and I kept a certain distance from him, otherwise if the hoe swung, maybe my head would bloom. I just stared at Yang Bing, not guarding my feet. At this moment, my foot stepped on a rock, and I suddenly lost my footing, and fell on the side of the path.

I screamed bad luck and looked down and touched the soles of my feet, and at that moment I heard the sound of the wind above me, as fast as lightning, and I flashed into the grass and hid behind a pot of perennials. I heard the sound of a tree branch breaking behind me, and when I turned my head, I found that Yang Bing had just turned around, and the hoe on his shoulder was still shaking.

Yang Bing was attacking me just now? I'm a little confused. Why didn't he continue when the hit missed? I started to get confused. If it weren't for Yang Bing, could there be anyone else? I looked around and there was no one else. What the hell is this Yang Bing doing? I'll have to ask.

At this time, Yang Bing had already arrived at the hut at the door of the flower field and put the hoe in. I ran over quickly and watched Yang Bing's performance in a daze. Without squinting, he took out the key he was carrying, opened the gate of the flower field, then pushed out his bicycle, and turned back to lock the gate, ignoring my existence at all.

I'm getting weirder? Could it be that I will be invisible, and Yang Bing can't see me? I immediately turned on the headlights at the doorway and found a long shadow extending from my heel, pulling for a long time; I waved my hand, and the shadow followed suit. Suffice it to say that I'm not invisible; In this case, what kind of nerves does Yang Bing have?

I froze in place, thinking to myself that there were so many wonders tonight, one after the other. Was the person who made the sound just now Yang Bing? When he found me approaching, he quickly burrowed into the grass, and then crouched in it, and came out of the other way while I turned back, and then deliberately pretended to be the way I was, for it was more plausible.

I turned off the headlights at the door, and prepared to look at the mound again, and by this time I was relieved that there were no ghosts here, and that there were people pretending to be ghosts. I went to the mound, turned on the flashlight, and found that there was a secret hole on the side of the mound, and now it was empty, and there was nothing.

Several black plastic bags were tossed aside, apparently the contents had been stolen. I put my hand into the small hole and dug into the ground, feeling the hard stones. What treasures are hidden here? It has just been poached; I tried my best to contact Yang Bing with the person who ran out, although there was no evidence.

I noticed that when Yang Bing left just now, he didn't take anything with him. Did he just notice me coming, move the baby around, and leave here pretending to be sleepwalking? Right! Sleepwalking. Yang Bing was sleepwalking just now, and it was obvious that Yang Bing had just returned home, and then had a dream and came here involuntarily.

I laughed secretly, Yang Bing still has a strange disease of sleepwalking, I don't know if the people around him know, I must ask if I have the opportunity. So I put the plastic bag back in the secret cave, then resealed the soil, and when I was free tomorrow, I asked Yang Bing if he knew what he had done at night.

I patted the dust behind me, and then tried to follow the footprints of the man who had just escaped, looking for the missing items in the plastic bag. I shone it with a flashlight, and I couldn't help but suspect that this footprint was not a human footprint at all, but the toe print of a wild beast. I suddenly became confused, I saw a human, how did I get the beast mark?

"Savages?" As soon as I had the idea in my head, I immediately rejected it, this is the edge of the city along the coast, and I have never heard of wild people. I found that my brain capacity was not enough tonight, and I made a pot of porridge for all kinds of problems. I decided to follow the beast mark to look for it, and found that the direction of the beast mark was not the same as the direction that had just escaped.

"How is this possible? The guy who just ran out didn't leave a footprint? Could it be that person is a martial arts master, with the light skill of stepping on snow without a trace? There are so many wonders in this world that there may be such a person. I followed the direction of the beast print, and walked more than a hundred meters, and when I reached the earthen wall on the north side, I suddenly felt bad, because I found a human head, hanging from a tree.

"That's right, there's only a human head on the tree, and there's no body." I have a bit of a bad feeling that I'm going to be out of luck tonight. Then the man's head suddenly moved, slid from the tree to the ground, and then suspended on the ground, the height of a man. I had the courage to shine a flashlight on it, and found that the human head was not suspended on the ground, but there was a support underneath him, which was his body.

I only saw his head just now because his face was very white, a sickly pale. Even though the night was dark, he could still see the wheel corridor in the shape of his face. Under the head, they are all dressed in black, so they can't see clearly. Then he stretched out his hands and leaped forward.

This action is very similar to the zombie in the previous movie, I saw that his action was very fast, and he reached the wall in a few clicks, and then ran up the wall, got into the back mountain, and jumped a few times into a grave. It's weird, the zombie legs in the movie are straight, and this guy's legs can be bent.

I'm out tonight, whether you're a zombie or not, I'm going to take a look. So I climbed over the fence and climbed to the back hill The road to the back hill was bumpy, and I climbed very hard with my hands and feet, why was that guy so fast just now? I can't help but wonder, is he a human at all?

My scalp started to froze again as I heard the slightest sound, followed by a slight shaking of the branches. I shone my flashlight and found a python spitting a long letter, looking at me defiantly.

"Forget it! It doesn't matter if it's a human or a ghost that he ran up just now, since it's so dangerous, there are pythons and monsters, so leave it to them. I finally retreated and said to the python who was looking at me: "Brother python, little brother still has something to do, there was a monster that got into the grave just now, so I'll leave it to you to deal with." ”

The python didn't seem to understand what I meant, but that's not a problem, it will slowly understand. I shone my flashlight on the python's head and stepped back. Brother Python is quite polite, he didn't come with him to see off the guest, which makes me grateful. When I retreated to the wall, I didn't have much trouble turning over the wall and waving goodbye to the python: "I will definitely be back!" ”

I climbed over the fence and returned to the flower field, and the more I thought about it, the more unconvinced I became. It's really a hell tonight, Yang Bing was sleepwalking before, and then someone played a zombie game. I decided to take a look and came to the place where the human head was hanging. This is a peach tree, according to the superstition of the hometown, the peach tree can suppress evil spirits, such as zombies, never dare to stand by the peach tree.

I shone it with a flashlight and found that there were also traces of digging under the peach tree, so could it be that there was a secret under the peach tree. When I found a few cigarette butts, I smiled softly. Because there is one person who likes to smoke this kind of cigarette the most, and that is Huang Safety.