The moment I turned around, it was as if I hadn't seen anything, but as soon as I looked down, my eyes almost fell out of my sockets. Behind me, I don't know when stood two children, three or four years old, holding hands, one of them tugging at one of my clothes, looking up at me. The two children were wearing red piercing belly pockets, their faces were like a layer of white powder, thin as a piece of firewood, and their skin was covered with bones.

"Me!" I've been controlling my emotions, but when I suddenly saw this, I couldn't help it, and I shouted out in my throat and ran forward desperately.

The two scrawny children were holding me so tightly that I couldn't shake them off, and I ran to the old ghost, already out of breath with nervousness. The old ghost noticed the change here, and took the whip from my hand, and whipped it round, and he used the whip technique to be similar to my grandfather's, very skillful, and with a whip he whipped the two skinny children upside down and flew out, and fell into the muddy water. The old ghost was still chasing after him, but the two children rolled in the muddy water, and then they disappeared without sight.

The old ghost put away the whip, his eyes were open very round again, I was shocked, there was still no figure in front of the water hole, but after less than two minutes, more than ten meters in front of him, a burst of fire, the fire seemed to be pulled by a rope, while burning, while slowly floating towards us. I could vaguely see that it was a large sheet of yellow sheet paper.

The yellow table paper floated to a place two or three meters away from us, and finally burned out, and a piece of paper ash fell flutteringly, and then I heard the sound of the water hole around the water hole, and even the whole water hole began to tremble slightly, as if someone was going to tear down the whole cemetery together.

Bang

There must have been some place where the soil had collapsed, and I heard the constant sound of large chunks of earth falling into the muddy water, and the sound of thudging and colliding with each other. The old ghost didn't retreat, just stood in place, and after a while, two rotten wooden coffins slid side by side along the muddy water, and behind the two coffins, it seemed that all the coffins buried in the ancestral tomb of the Sun family for generations came out, one after another, and came out of the water from all corners of the water hole.

wow

I seemed to hear a cry, at least five or six small oil lamps made of skulls were constantly shaking on both sides of the coffin, only a foot deep in the muddy water seemed to boil and churned, looking at the coffin slowly sliding over, I involuntarily began to retreat, but only four or five steps back, a few small shadows suddenly turned out of the muddy water, and rolled around my two legs.

"Get out! Get lost! "I panicked, they were all skinny and ghost-like children, wearing piercing red belly pockets, my legs were hugged to death, and I couldn't move a single step.

"Hang this up!" The old ghost raised his hand and whipped two whips, the ghost whip that was of little use in my hand was completely different when it came to his hand, the whip made a sharp sound of breaking the air, and in two strokes it pulled out a few children around me who were rolling far away, and then he took off a rusty bronze mirror from his neck and hung it around my neck.

It was a palm-sized bronze mirror, obviously an old thing, the mirror was completely rusty, hanging a layer of green spots, the center of the mirror was slightly shiny, refracting a little dim light, I hung the mirror and took a few steps back, a few children who were rolling and crawling in the muddy water still wanted to approach, but the mirror seemed to bring a huge deterrent, the dark light in the center of the mirror flashed, they couldn't even open their eyes, and howled away from me.

The old ghost stood up in front of me, these coffins were all the ancestors of the Sun family in the Seven Sects, but after being forced to this point, he couldn't take care of any etiquette.

The old ghost stood straight, raised his hand and raised the whip, his waist twisted slightly, the whip made a popping sound, and he snapped forward, I didn't study, it was to settle down in the future, so I learned some knowledge, according to normal common sense, a whip is pulled out, it is completely impossible to overturn the heavy coffin, but how to say, the things in this world, can not be generalized with common sense.

Sou

At the same time as the whip was drawn, the two coffins in front of them stopped abruptly, and a series of coffins in the back were also blocked solidly, and it was difficult to slide out an inch. The old ghost slammed several whips in quick succession, and the coffin was driven backwards little by little. But before the old ghost could stop, the lids of several coffins began to flutter and flutter, and the corpses inside seemed to be about to come out.

"Grandpa, offended!" The old ghost turned over and jumped on top of the two coffins in front, raised his foot and stepped on the lids of the two coffins. Five or six oil lamps from the skull swirled in the muddy water beside them, and the old ghost jumped over the coffin with a swift pace, picked up two oil lamps with his hand, and drowned them with spit.

A few times in a row, five or six oil lamps were extinguished by the old ghost, a row of coffins all stopped in place, there was no movement, I looked up, the crisis seemed to be relieved by more than half, but in the blink of an eye, a dull explosion and a spark, from the back of the coffin slammed, the old ghost turned over and jumped down, but it was still a step too late, I saw him stumble, and his body slammed against the soil layer next to him.

I was startled, and from the muffled sound and the sparks that burst out, I realized that it was a weapon that our villagers called the firebolt. The musket is the prototype of the musket, filled with gunpowder and iron sand, which is very lethal, especially at close range, a cloud of iron sand can beat people to pieces. That thing is very dangerous, and if you don't grasp the charge well, it will blow up the hand of the gun holder.

The situation was too tense at that time, the old ghost could not be guarded against everything, the moment he turned over and jumped off the coffin, his waist was hit by a ball of iron sand, he raised his hand and touched his waist, and suddenly there was blood on his hand. After the fire gun was sprayed, it was necessary to recharge the iron sand, and it was impossible to shoot continuously like the gun, and the old ghost obviously knew this, so he raised his hand and tied the placket tightly in a knot, wrapped the wound on his waist, turned over and rushed over again.

But the other party obviously had more than one firearm in his hand, and when the old ghost wanted to rush forward, the second firelight came out again with a muffled sound, but the old ghost was on guard, and his body dexterously turned around and circled around a coffin. A large mass of iron sand slammed against the stale coffin, popping.

In the blink of an eye, the old ghost had already rushed to the front under the cover of the coffin, he reached out and grabbed it downward, and suddenly, a man as strong as an ox was dragged by his hair and lifted up. I really don't know how much strength the old ghost has, the man has to say the least is one hundred and seventy or eighty pounds, the moment he was lifted, the old ghost smashed it with his fist with his other hand. I seemed to hear a faint muffled sound like a watermelon suddenly bursting, blood splattered everywhere, and the man howled, and then there was no movement.

There were three people hidden behind the coffin, and the remaining two wanted to fight back, but they were cleaned up by the old ghost three or five times to find teeth. There must have been others here, the old ghost left them, glanced forward with lightning eyes, and sprang out as fast as he could. I saw that there was nothing wrong, and I climbed onto the coffin in a hurry, and ran all the way with the old ghost. Running to the place where the enemy was hiding just now, there was a man who was still conscious, and he wanted to get up.

"Turtle Sun!" I spat out, lifted a coffin board, and slapped it hard, the goods had been almost cleaned up by the old ghost, and I didn't have the strength to fight back at all.

The old ghost ran faster than me, and then I went forward, and the coffin was gone, it was still muddy water, and I didn't have time to keep up, and a few lights flashed over there, obviously the light of a flashlight. I heard a few shouts, followed by fights, but they were too fast to be seen with the naked eye. There was a churn in a daze, and several people were knocked to the ground, and the light suddenly gathered, all shining on the old ghost. At this time, my vision was much clearer, and I saw several people standing opposite the old ghost at a glance.

I wasn't familiar with those people, but I saw a familiar face behind them. It was the goatee that almost took me away.

"Escort Liu Ye first!" A man said, "Let's deal with this old thing!" "

My heart suddenly brightened, the goatee is a great creation of Paijiao, since he appeared here, it means that it was Paijiao who attacked the ancestral grave of the Sun family.

"No one can leave." The old ghost's clothes have been soaked with blood, and it is generally difficult for people who have been hit by iron sand to be sensitive, because the iron sand in the flesh will continue to move with the muscles, and the pain is abnormal, and the old ghost's wrinkled face faintly begins to sweat, and the green tendons on his forehead jump back and forth like a snake. He was obviously in pain, but he refused to make a sound, and looked coldly at the people opposite: "What kind of place is this, come and go, do you agree?" "

"What a big breath!"

Suddenly, I heard a woman's voice, slightly familiar, and then, from the corner of the water hole, a few lights lit up, and with the light, a few people walked out quickly. The first one, dressed in red, with a red head rope tied to his long black hair.

It's her, my heart moved, it was the girl who led someone to force me to the mass grave, at the age of ten **, the people below called her the ninth sister.

The last time I was chased, my lungs were panting, and I didn't have time to distinguish this girl, but now I look at her, I think she is pretty, but between the expressions, there is a kind of superiority, and the tone is tricky and arrogant, as if no one is in his eyes.

"Teach to act, idlers to avoid!" The girl stood in front of everyone with her waist crossed, glanced at the old ghost, and said, "Are you tired of living?" "

As soon as he said this, the next few people, including the goatee, couldn't help frowning, digging people's ancestral graves, it is a very shameful thing, if you really cross the river, then raise the name of Paijiao, may also scare the average boatman, but digging people's ancestral graves also have to report their own family background, which belongs to the brain kicked by a donkey.

"Okay, okay." The old ghost squinted his eyes at the group of people in front of him and said, "It's good to have a name, I'm afraid I don't know your family background." "

"I'm the little Jiuhong of Paijiao." The girl crossed her waist, looking like she was not afraid of heaven and earth, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Have you heard of it?" "