(Cat flutter Chinese)

"There are hands!" I stretched out my hand, and as soon as I finished speaking, I saw a native cow flower dressed as a handful of burning incense sticks and burning it against the pale hands.

The incense scattered, and the hands shrank back in pain.

"It's getting dark!" The village chief glanced up at the sky and muttered. Bai Jingjing walked over, handed over a talisman folded into a triangle, and said

"This is for you, wear it on your body!"

"What charm?" I asked.

"Breathless!" Bai Jingjing said as she handed Zhang Bald a sheet. The talisman is black, and the black talisman is mostly used to attract ghosts, and what else do you say, when I am a child?

I smiled, didn't say a word, and took it apart by myself, and a familiar smell wafted over, it was blood, exactly the same as the smell of mandrill yesterday.

"This talisman was drawn with the mandrill's heart's blood?" I asked right away.

"That's right!" Bai Jingjing nodded, and pulled out a talisman from her neck, which was also folded into a triangle. I folded the talisman back into a triangle, Bai Jingjing didn't lie, this is really a breath talisman, it is to remove the yang smell from our body.

I remembered the hands that had just come out of the grave, and I was afraid that after dark, this place would indeed become a ghost land.

From this point of view, the trapping of the mandrill yesterday was a purposeful act, in order to use his heart's blood to create this kind of amulet.

"After dark, don't act indiscriminately, everything depends on my eyes!" When I put on the talisman, Bai Jingjing confessed again.

On the other side, Doudou was also busy, but she was busy with bloodletting, and she didn't frown, and the silver needle in her hand quickly pierced her fingertips, dripping a drop of blood into the wine jars.

At half past six, the sky was darker, and wisps of cold breath came out of the dirt bag and spread outward.

"Let's go!" Bai Jingjing nodded to me and led me to a grass hut. There are a total of seven grass sheds around the soil bag, each of which is not big, and it can accommodate about five people if squeezed a little, and there are two people in the one we are in, just me and Bai Jingjing.

Zhang Bald wanted to follow, but after following us for less than two steps, Bai Jingjing stared at him with a cold gaze.

He turned around with great interest and went to another straw hut. After getting in, Bai Jingjing put down the grass curtain, the mountain was already dark, and she couldn't see her five fingers when she did this.

"What are you doing?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Shh Bai Jingjing came up from behind and put a finger on my mouth. I was a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously leaned forward, and Bai Jingjing followed me forward, and the plump was always close to my back.

The grass shed is not high, and it is necessary to half-hunch your waist to stand in it, and it is not easy for her to dodge like this, so I moved twice, and was forced into a corner by her, and then leaned forward, and I was about to knock over the grass shed.

"What are you doing?" I couldn't stand it anymore and just turned my head halfway. I secretly said awkwardly, this is the temptation of **naked?

But I don't dare, a woman like Bai Jingjing is poison, and if you eat it, you will die of poison, not to mention, there is Chu Mo waiting for me at home, and Xiuxiu's words are still in my ears!

"What the hell are you going to do?" I immediately turned my head and thought to myself, if she went a little further, I would go out, and it wasn't just a straw hut anyway.

"Look!" Bai Jingjing stuck it over again, and spit out a word in my ear, which made my ears itch, and her hand came from behind.

That's a bit excessive, and I was about to retort when a light appeared in front of me. The seven straw huts were all built around the dirt bags, and before we got in, the others were also drilling into the straw huts, that is, the outside was empty, and there was no one at all.

Bai Jingjing will stick tighter, her right hand wraps around my neck, and a crack is opened in the grass shed, just enough to observe the situation outside.

Lights on! That was my first impression. Outside was originally a wasteland, but I don't know when a brightly lit market appeared, and people dressed in different costumes appeared out of thin air.

Judging from the hair, most of them are from the Qing Dynasty, and a very small number are from the Republic of China and modern times.

I immediately understood that these people outside were ghosts, and they should all have come out of that so-called general's tomb.

Bai Jingjing withdrew her hand, and I immediately took matters into my own hands, opened a small slit and continued to look. I'll already understand the meaning of this breath charm on my body, in case it will be discovered by the ghosts outside.

In ancient times, there was a tradition of martyrdom, and during the Xia, Shang and Zhou periods, it was popular to be martyred, and people were regarded as burial objects, and later because they were too cruel, this burial tradition was gradually abolished.

In the Ming and Qing dynasties, human martyrdom would only occur when the emperor was buried, and the martyrs would only be the emperor's concubines, not ordinary people.

The people outside were all from the general's tomb, and there is a high probability that they were buried as burial objects.

I'm a little curious, why did a general adopt human martyrdom, and he also buried so many people.

In ancient times, martyrdom was a ritual with strict regulations, and human martyrdom was undoubtedly the most cruel one, but it was precisely because it was a ritual that there were strict regulations.

There are strict regulations on how many people are to be buried by the emperor, how many people are to be buried by the princess, and even how many people are to be buried by the general.

Judging from the costumes of those ghosts outside, this is a tomb of a general of the Qing Dynasty, in the Qing Dynasty, even if the emperor died, only some concubines and eunuchs who served him during his lifetime were buried, at most a hundred people.

But how can a general's tomb bury so many people? The people outside, I roughly calculated, how can there be two hundred, a general, two hundred people were buried, this is beyond the etiquette system, once it is reported, it will be raided and exterminated!

Who would be so lacking in heart and eye, in the era of strict etiquette in the Qing Dynasty, to do such a big thing of raiding the family and destroying the clan?

I wanted to ask, but I couldn't speak, Bai Jingjing was still clinging to me, she did it on purpose! I didn't dare to move at all, although I wore a breath charm, but if I made some movement and was discovered by those guys outside, I would definitely not be pleased.

It wasn't one or two ghosts, but more than two hundred ghosts, and if they wanted to kill me, they would have killed me with a pile of people!

There are more than 200 ghosts living in the general's tomb, and we can't get into the tomb at all! Even in the daytime, when we go down, there is no life or death, people are martyred, and the resentment is extremely heavy, and if we go down rashly, I am afraid that we will be rushed to death by resentment.

I'm curious now, how the village chief is going to deal with these ghosts?

"Don't worry!" I was thinking about it when Bai Jingjing ran my hand down my collar and wrote on my chest.

"Day!" I can't describe my feelings, what the hell does Bai Jingjing want to do, the ghost is angry outside, she is teasing me here, no wonder she doesn't let Zhang Bald come over!

"Look!" I was sighing secretly when Bai Jingjing wrote another word on my chest and pressed her chin against my neck, making me tilt my head to look the other way.

I looked sideways along the gap that had been opened, and a familiar figure appeared in front of me, it was my sister-in-law.

She lay lazily in a bamboo sedan chair, playing with a jade wine cup in her hand, shaking it from time to time, occasionally unstable, and splashing a little wine.

Behind her, several paper figures carried several jars of wine and followed her all the way to the market.

"Sell liquor!" The sedan chair stopped in the middle of the bazaar, occupying the best position, and the sister-in-law took a sip of wine and lazily spit out two words.

As soon as these two words came out, those people instantly surrounded them. A total of five large jars of wine were all sold out in less than half an hour.

It seems that those people waited a long time for these wines, bought them and drank them directly, regardless of whether they were young or old.

The sister-in-law is always lazy, and those paper people collect money and sell wine on her behalf. I immediately understood the reason for the matter, the village chief's calculation is so deep!

I was still curious about why the village chief brought such a fox as his sister-in-law when he entered the tomb, and it turned out that the roots were here.

I'm afraid it's not the first time that my sister-in-law sells wine here, she is a fox, she sells wine to ghosts, and those ghosts won't suspect it!

Even if she was suspicious, it was only the first suspicion, and every time she sold alcohol in the future, those ghosts' suspicions about her would weaken.

How many years will it take to achieve the current effect? Cat flutter Chinese