In the dark night, the filthy and unknown moonlight was even more gloomy, and the already terrifying and abnormal atmosphere was only added to the snow, and between the several gloomy tombs raised above the empty flat ground, two red lanterns like soul-attracting lamps floated in the air near and far. I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine, and I couldn't help but pull the crossbody bag in front of me, at this time my palms were covered with cold sweat, and I wondered in my heart, if it was really an evil ghost at this time, could I accept these few things that Master brought to me? I was completely unsure in my heart, and this was the first time I had faced such a terrible situation, and I had the courage to run without pulling my legs.

And just as I was thinking, the two strange red lights in front of me suddenly went out without warning, and then I saw a blurry black shadow, speeding towards the trees behind.

At the same time as the black shadow scurried, Secretary Chen, who was standing motionless beside me, immediately chased after me without hesitation. Seeing Secretary Chen's skills, he said in his heart: Grandma's, his skills are good enough, and he must have other intentions to work hard by the side of He Fatzi, a waste. Seeing the black shadow in front of me and Secretary Chen's figure drifting away, I had no choice but to chase after him, who made me unlucky to take this errand.

As a result, I chased through the snowy woods for a long time, and I was so tired that I gasped for breath, and I couldn't help but curse this damn thing, really my grandmother ran fast enough. In the end, I couldn't run anymore, so I stopped, held on to a tree, adjusted my breathing, and then realized that I had run to the top of the mountain, and Chen Kite behind me didn't follow.

There was no ghost in the dense woods, and there was no sound in the silence. Everywhere there were shadows of black trees with fangs and claws like monsters, comparing themselves to each other to show their rampant and hideous. In this gloomy place where the dark and cold wind blows, my head suddenly can't calm down, and I can't help but start thinking endlessly: It's over, I don't know the way back, and I don't have any food and dry food, will I just be trapped in this haunted wilderness waiting to die?

As soon as I was nervous, I felt that my throat and eyes were dry, and my legs and stomach began to cramp without obeying the command, and my stomach was even more painful. I leaned against the tree and looked around, the light of the flashlight was swallowed up by the darkness in the distance in the dense woods, and I had to shout twice in front of me, "Chen Kite" and "Secretary Chen". As a result, he only returned to his own desolate and empty echo, mixed with a few strange animal cooing sounds in the middle, and his heart couldn't help but get hairy, and his brain began to be controlled again: In this deep mountain and old forest, there should be no beasts, right?

Through the dense branches overhead, I looked up and saw only the dark night sky. Tonight coincides with the Mao Moon, the so-called "clouds cover the moon, ghosts are raging", and the melancholy and dense shadows of the trees around me are so depressed that I shudder, as if I can't breathe. In order to calm my restless anxiety, I leaned on the tree and took a deep breath of cold air, my mind suddenly became much clearer, and my feelings were stable, thinking: In the current situation, it is better to find a way down the mountain and back to the village.

So, I turned on my flashlight, lowered my head and began to carefully search for footprints on the ground, and slowly walked back. However, the ground was full of broken branches and rotten trees, mixed with bloody mud and withered grass, which almost blended in with the dim night, and it was impossible to find the footprints of the time when they came.

I was engrossed in searching for traces on the ground, trying to find my way down the mountain. Suddenly, my very sensitive bioelectricity told me that there was someone behind me, and I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on my forehead. I stopped, holding the flashlight tightly in my hand, my heart beating violently, but my body was extremely stiff and stood in place, not daring to look back casually.

Because when I was a child, I heard the old man say that when you are on the mountain in the dark, you must not look back casually, because at this time, it is either a wolf or a ghost who is going up the mountain. If you encounter a wolf, as soon as you turn around, it will instantly bite your throat; If you encounter a ghost, if you turn around suddenly, the two "yang fires" on your shoulders will be extinguished, and it is easy for the ghost to take advantage of the opportunity. I stood there and quietly looked sideways. As a result, before I could even take a look, I felt a strong wind mixed with the smell of blood rushing straight behind me.

At the moment when the danger came, I panicked and took out the bronze dagger in my arms, did not turn around, but held the dagger behind my hand and swung it out directly.

As a result, it missed, and nothing was pierced in the back of his body except air or air. However, because of the excessive force, my body lost its balance and fell to the ground, and the flashlight in my hand flew out. I said in my heart: Not good. The blow just now was hit, and the demon would definitely not let go of this opportunity to send it to the door at this time. I immediately wanted to get up, but as soon as I propped up my upper body, a hot breath mixed with a fishy smell rushed straight to my face, and the next moment, a pair of blood-red eyes met mine.

A little faint moonlight was sprinkled before my eyes, and I saw a strange-looking, black-haired face, so close to my eyes, that I was so frightened that I almost passed out. couldn't help but be shocked: It's over, it's over, this is a big black rice dumpling. My stomach and intestines began to stir together uncontrollably, tumbling and twisting violently, so painful that I involuntarily arched over, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on my forehead.

At the critical moment, the old problem was committed again, I didn't want to find the person who found my body, and found that I was so scared that I was urinating and pulled the in my trouser pocket, which was really embarrassing and threw it to my grandmother's house. People die a small matter, face matters, my heart is ruthless, I gritted my teeth, and directly hit my head against the dumplings that were close at hand, thinking in my heart: Even if I die, don't think about it well.

The black-haired zongzi jumped away from me and dodged to the side, and I immediately stood up from the ground, bent down and held the dagger across my chest, and put on a posture ready to fight to the death.

The dim yellow light from the old-fashioned flashlight lying on the ground happened to shine on the body of the black-haired rice dumplings, and I couldn't help but be surprised. The heart said: Damn, what kind of black-haired rice dumpling is this, the whole is a black-haired big mouse. I saw a big mouse with shiny black hair, raising his forefeet majestically, standing in front of me like a human being, his body shape was not much different from that of a large hound, and he was almost fine. I don't know what he usually eats, his fur is so black and shiny, and his body is so huge, but I will soon be the same, this guy must eat the dead, thinking of this, a bad chill spread from the bottom of my heart to all parts of my body, and then drilled out of my instantly wide pores, and melted into this cold and strange night.

The big rat standing upright in front of me, staring at a pair of blood-red lantern eyes with evil spirits, and a pair of long and sharp front teeth, I estimated in my heart that with my small body, I had to be bitten by it. There was a long, thin tail behind it that kept flicking, and suddenly, I seemed to see a metal cone-shaped object on the tip of its tail, faintly glowing green, and I knew that it was highly poisonous.

Sharp claws, sharp front teeth, and a poisonous tail, this is a bad dish, I can't beat it, I can't run away, desperate at the same time, I thought, should I learn to meow twice, scare and scare it. But I guess that such a big mouse, if you say it's a cat, even if a tiger comes, it won't necessarily be afraid. It seems that tonight is really going to be desperate, you have to fight to the death, and one of them can only be finished by lying here.

Thinking of this, I was mentally prepared to risk my life, and my brain began to work rapidly, thinking hard about the best plan. I took out a bell from my bag that the Taoist priest used to cast my soul and threw it to the side, this to attract its attention.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers. The moment the rat spirit was distracted, I immediately jumped up from the ground, aimed at the root of its tail that was exposed sideways, and went up with a knife.

The bronze dagger in my hand sharpens iron like clay. When I was a child, I went to other people's yards to steal apricots, and when I escaped, the fat man was too fat and stuck on the iron fence. I hurriedly ran home and secretly took Master's dagger back to save the fat man. At that time, cutting the iron fence was called a pleasure, and the iron railing with the thickness of a finger was sharpened as if it were cutting vegetables and turnips.

The tail of the rat essence was cut off by the bronze dagger in an instant, and the blood spurting out of the fracture splashed my face, I was a little panicked, and my brain was a little panicked, worried that the rat essence that was digging graves and eating the dead in the deep mountains, and its blood would not be poisonous, so I hurriedly wiped my face with my sleeve, and my eyes did not feel hot, thinking that this blood should not be poisonous, and I couldn't help but feel a lot more relieved.

The tail of the big rat essence was cut off, and it was so angry that it opened its bloody mouth and bit at me with a pair of front teeth. As I dodged, my body fell backwards and twisted with the big rat that was lying on me.

I grabbed one of its forefeet with both hands, its sharp nails scratching at my eyes, and its hind legs kicking my stomach with so much force that I couldn't resist. The big rat grinned and kept sticking its head towards me, and I could only shake my head to dodge the attack of its fangs. Thinking that this was not the way to go, he turned his mind around, and his waist and thighs were forced together, and he turned over to straddle him.

As a result, when my body twisted, my hand was unloaded, and the front paw of the big rat spirit broke free with a wave of force, and several bloody wounds were immediately scratched on my left arm, and the wound felt as painful as being burned by ants, so I couldn't help but cover the wound and roll to the side. I leaned under the tree and tore off the sleeve of my shirt with all my might, only to see that the wound was pitch black, oozing black blood like ink, and emitting a fishy smell. It didn't take long for the corpse poison on the wound to flow all over the body through the blood meridians, and then it would become a blackened corpse, and then it was cut into the intestines by the big rat, gnawing the brain marrow, and ending up with a dead corpse.