"Black stuff?" Zhang Qiang searched desperately in his mind, and Zhang Qiang seemed to have some impressions of this thing.

"Yes." Old man Lin interrupted Zhang Qiang's train of thought, and then continued, "It was the handle of the machete that was stuck on the black shadow when I cut that black shadow yesterday, and what surprised me was that the handle of the knife was deeply inserted into that deserted grave at this time. ”

Old man Lin's words made Zhang Qiang a little timid, but the more frightening things are, the more attractive they are, just like many people are afraid of chili peppers, but they have a soft spot for chili peppers.

"I tiptoed to the front of the grave and pulled out the machete with all my might, but with great effort the machete did not move, what was this knife embedded in, and how powerful it would be? Thinking of this, I began to take out the short knife I carried with me and dug in the direction where the blade had sunk in. Because it was winter, the soil below had already frozen after removing the floating soil, so it became more difficult to dig further down. It's just that what makes me feel strange is that it's normal for the surface layer of soil to be black, but just digging an inch or so, the color of the soil suddenly turns purple, and after more than an inch of it, the color of the soil turns blood red, and then the color of the soil becomes turquoise, and every time I enter the layer, I feel that the soil layer is more and more solid, and the final layer of turquoise soil is as hard as a rock.

I took the only remaining half of the blade, digging forward little by little, and when this layer of soil was removed, I saw a red coffin, the red of this coffin was very strange, like flowing blood, and the tip of the knife had been deeply embedded in the coffin.

I knew it must be the bad luck of this strange coffin, so I got up and ran all the way home to get a pickaxe and a shovel and dig it up, but when I got to the door, I heard my daughter screaming in the house.

I clenched the half-cut knife in my hand vigilantly, kicked the door open, and rushed into the room, only to see Xiulan lying on the bed holding her shoulders and shouting.

I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?" At this time, her daughter's face was blue from pain, and her lips had been bitten. She said, for some reason, that she suddenly felt as if the flesh on her shoulder had been ripped open with a knife.

When she said this, I knew that it must be the dirt in the coffin, but I didn't dare to continue the idea of beating the coffin.

In the next few days, there were all kinds of strange noises, but I stayed in my daughter's room, and moved the jar to my daughter's room, and I still refused to leave the room half a step no matter how chaotic it was outside.

After about a week of this, the strange sounds of the evening were no longer there, but just as I was about to let my guard down a little, I found that at about twelve o'clock in the evening, the lights of all the houses in the village would be turned on.

It was similar to the scene tonight, when I didn't sleep all night, until the lights went out after the east showed the white of the fish's belly, and during the day I thought of the abandoned courtyards to find out, and I went one by one, and the house was already in disarray, and there was no trace of anyone coming, let alone a lamp.

The lights were on for about a month, and finally they were back to normal, but Xiulan's health was getting worse day by day, and finally one night I came home and found that Xiulan was missing. Old man Lin said that there was a trace of tears in his eyes here.

Zhang Qiang could understand Old Man Lin's mood at that time, "When did you find Xiulan?" ”

As soon as Zhang Qiang said this, he noticed that a look of despair appeared on the old man's face, and his eyes looked out of the window like ashes.

Silent, Old Man Lin looked out the window with a gloomy face, but Zhang Qiang kept looking at him, at this time the rain had stopped, and there was only the sound of water dripping from the eaves in his ears, and the crisp "pop" was in his ears.

After a long time, Old Man Lin came back to his senses, sighed and said: "In the next few months, strange things happened again, I did almost nothing during the day, I have been looking for the whereabouts of my daughter, at first I was looking for the abandoned house in the village, and slowly the place where I walked expanded little by little, and I have been to almost all the places I think are possible, even including the deserted grave. In the evening, I came home hungry, made a hasty meal, ate it, and went to bed with a shotgun.

After about half a month of such days, one night suddenly I heard my daughter's exclamation in my ears, I immediately sat up from the bed after hearing it, but found that it was dark in front of me, and woke up to find that my daughter's exclamation was gone, at that time I thought it was just that I missed my daughter too much and had a nightmare just now. When I lay down again, I heard my daughter's cry again, and it sounded weird.

My heart tightened, I grabbed my shotgun and walked out with a sound, pushing open the door, my daughter's voice seemed to come from the south of the village, and I hurried in the direction of the sound, loading the gun as I ran.

But as soon as I got close to the voice, the sound immediately drifted to the north, and I chased it to the north, and the sound drifted to the east, so I chased it until it was almost dawn when Zhang Qiang was exhausted, but the voice suddenly disappeared, and I had to go home in a huff.

As soon as I entered the door, I had an idea, and a dangerous thought flashed through my mind, and I rushed into the room in three steps and two steps, and sure enough, the last jar was gone.

I sat down at the door like a deflated ball, and I knew that I had been fooled again, and I couldn't help but be angry, so I resisted the pickaxe, and the shovel came to the barren meadow, thinking that my daughter would not be found anyway, and that it would be better to get rid of this evil beast.

But as soon as he arrived at the deserted tomb, Zhang Qiang was shocked, Zhang Qiang clearly remembered the location of the tomb, but at this time the tomb had become empty, and the sealed soil on it had all collapsed, and there was only a big pit, and there was still a machete inserted in the edge of the pit.

If you look closely, the tip of the machete has been curled, and you must have encountered something extremely hard, but who removed this tomb?

I jumped into the pit and used a shovel to remove all the floating soil, and in about half a day, a rectangular pit three meters long and two meters wide appeared in front of my eyes, but what surprised me even more was that there was a deep trench in the north-south direction, which was made of broken white porcelain pieces.

I bent down and looked closely at the white porcelain tiles, which had traces of water erosion, but where did the water come from? Old man Lin said here and coughed lightly twice, then got off the kang, and then walked in with a kerosene lamp.

He returned to his place and poured Zhang Qiang another glass of wine, and then said softly: "Young man, do you know Feng Shui?" ”

Zhang Qiang frowned slightly, although he had read some books, he was still ambiguous about those things, so he shook his head.

"Hehe, it's no wonder, I was just wondering why there was such a ditch, and in an instant, I remembered that my ancestors once had such a saying: Yin Spring!" Old man Lin said word by word.

"Yin Spring?" Zhang Qiang listened to these words as if in a dream, picked up the wine glass, drank the whole glass of wine in one gulp, and the moment he put down the glass, Zhang Qiang suddenly caught a glimpse of something black that seemed to be sticking to the bottom of the glass.

"Yin Springs are rare in ordinary places, but they became popular in Cao Yu Village a long time ago, that is, a deep pit about a foot deep is dug under the coffin, and the edge of the pit is made of stones, which is said to prevent people with heavy grievances from turning into evil spirits. Zhang Qiang, who began to prevail, doesn't remember exactly, but vaguely heard the old man say that the first Yin Spring was created by a high monk. Old man Lin let out a long sigh.

Before this, Zhang Qiang had seen a lot of Mr. Zombie of Lin Zhengying, but he was still skeptical about zombies, even now when he heard Old Man Lin say this, Zhang Qiang was also puzzled, is there really such a fierce thing in this world?

"What happened then?" Zhang Qiang hurriedly put away the thought that he was about to run away and asked.

"It was getting late, so I went home, had dinner and fell asleep in bed, my head sticking to the pillow. When I woke up in the middle of the night, the specific time was not clear, as soon as I opened my eyes, I found that the yard was white, like a snowfall, I gently opened the curtains, and sure enough, I don't know when the outside was full of snowflakes, just as I was about to put down the curtains and continue to sleep, I suddenly saw two sets of footprints left on the snow. Old man Lin said that his breathing became rapid again, and he pressed his chest hard.

Zhang Qiang hurriedly handed over the quick-acting heart-saving pill on the table, Old Man Lin waved his hand with a pale face, and after a while, he let out a long breath and said: "I thought it was left by that thing, so I put on my clothes and walked outside, and when I looked down, I was completely stunned, I don't know whether it was joy or worry, those two series of footprints were left by Xiulan." I thought to myself that maybe Xiulan was still alive, so I tried to walk forward with footprints, but as soon as I pushed open the door, the footprints disappeared in the doorway. ”

"One of the two footprints went from the door to the house, and the other from the house to the door, but the footprints disappeared without a trace until the door. I walked a long way out of the gate, but there was still no trace. I went back to the door, wondering, if Xiulan was still alive, why didn't she come out to see me, why did she sneak back home? There was also the footprint that only reached the door, which was like a mystery that made Zhang Qiang puzzled. Old man Lin said that a line of muddy tears had slowly overflowed from his eyes.

"And what about later?" As he spoke, Zhang Qiang glanced in the direction of the cylinder.

"After about half a year, I have never found any clues about my daughter, but this summer another strange thing happened, because the mountains here are relatively high, one night I just went to sleep, I felt that there was a light in the yard, I have been worried about the whereabouts of my daughter, a faint feeling told me that Xiulan is still alive, and it seems to be by my side, but I have not been able to find it."

I opened the curtains, and there were a few fireflies flying outside. I wondered in my heart that fireflies usually only appear in autumn, but now there are a few fireflies flying in front of me, and these fireflies are very large, suddenly something flashed in my mind, and then immediately got off the kang, walked barefoot to the courtyard, and ran to the door with a pickaxe in hand. Old man Lin said excitedly.

"What do you think of?" Zhang Qiang asked puzzled. R1058