The outskirts of Qianjiang, Gushan Cemetery.

Just after the Qingming Festival, there are still unburned paper ashes on each grave, and the breeze blows, and it is scattered all over the sky.

There were a few gloomy clouds floating in the sky of the black hole, covering the moon hanging from the treetops tightly, revealing only a faint glow.

Just after twelve o'clock in the morning, a staggering and drunk figure appeared at the entrance to the northwest corner of the cemetery.

The person who came was a young man, 1.78 meters tall, dressed as a student, and shouted with a curled tongue all the way: "Brothers, drink happily!" Today is Lao Tzu's eighteenth birthday, and Lao Tzu is an adult! It's the gentlemen who sleep in this cemetery for a night, and whoever dares to run away is a coward! ”

The young man's name is Ye Xiaofei, and he is a freshman at Qianjiang Institute of Technology.

Today, Ye Xiaofei's eighteenth birthday, after drinking and partying with his roommates, he had a whim, shouting to come to the cemetery to sleep, and shouting that whoever doesn't come is not a man.

But I didn't expect that after Ye Xiaofei was drunk, he just ran forward, but those few roommates who lacked virtue secretly retreated from behind!

"Brothers, are you all wrapped in little feet like the old society girls? All of them are slower than snails, hurry up! While urging, Ye Xiaofei walked into the cemetery and staggered drunk.

The cemetery was dim, the grass was waist-high, and the high and low graves around it were scattered and arranged, inexplicably revealing a strange atmosphere.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiaofei's legs trembled, and he couldn't help but be a little scared.

Looking at the eerie and terrifying graves, Ye Xiaofei shook his head vigorously and shouted behind him, "What about you people? Hurry up and come out, one by one, silent, want to pretend to be a ghost to scare Lao Tzu? ”

Looking back, where is the half figure?

I'll go, where are the goods in the dormitory? Ye Xiaofei shivered, and his eyes widened suddenly.

The night was slightly cool, and as soon as the cold wind blew, Ye Xiaofei shivered twice, and couldn't help but be a little sober.

"Damn, it's still a little cold. You bastards let me go and clean you up when I get back!" ”

Ye Xiaofei also planned to slip away, but as soon as his lower abdomen swelled, the urge to urinate suddenly attacked.

At this time, Ye Xiaofei's brain was still a little numb, and he didn't think much about it, he directly opened his trouser chain and urinated on a low grave in front of him.

Open the sluice gate and release the water, and it will be dripping freely.

Just as Ye Xiaofei's flood discharge was nearing the end, suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of another grave not far away.

Ye Xiaofei hurriedly shook the thing below, pulled up the trouser chain, pointed to the figure and shouted: "Your grandmother's dead bamboo pole can be pretended to be a ghost by hiding behind the grave!" Hmph, look at Lao Tzu's deadly dart! ”

As he spoke, Ye Xiaofei bent down and picked up a pebble the size of a walnut and threw it towards the figure.

The bamboo pole is Ye Xiaofei's roommate, formerly known as Wang Pu, who is thin and tall, and he proposed to come to the cemetery to sleep tonight.

"Dang!"

Shi Zi'er passed directly through the figure and hit the tombstone behind it, making a crisp crashing sound.

The sound of the crash echoed through the graveyard in the middle of the night, and it was particularly harsh.

Ye Xiaofei was stunned, and seemed to be a little unconvinced of his eyes.

But at a distance of seven or eight steps, even a blind man can hit it, why didn't he hit it?

The figure was motionless and couldn't see clearly, but the figure was a little slim, more like a woman.

Ye Xiaofei rubbed his eyes and looked forward again.

It was empty, and there was no one at all.

I saw it wrong, was it just dazzled? Still is...... There are ghosts here?

Ye Xiaofei rolled cold sweat on his forehead, feeling that something was wrong, he turned his head and ran out of the cemetery.

"......"

However, as soon as he turned around, Ye Xiaofei screamed, and at some point, there was a heavy fog behind him, which directly blocked Ye Xiaofei's vision.

If you look around, it's all foggy!

Ye Xiaofei stumbled and ran two steps, and suddenly found that the figure just now suddenly appeared not far in front of him.

Ye Xiaofei immediately stopped, pointed to the figure, and pretended to be calm and shouted: "You, are you a human or a ghost?" What do you want to do? I, I know the Maoshan Dao method, you, if you anger me, Lao Tzu will beat you to the ground! ”

The figure chuckled, suddenly flashed, and appeared directly in front of Ye Xiaofei the next moment.

Her lips were bright red as blood, her hair was as dry and disheveled as weeds, her face was as pale as paper, and what was even more terrifying was that the woman's tongue was a foot long, hanging down on her chest like a tie.

"Ah......h Hell! ”

As soon as Ye Xiaofei saw the appearance of that person, he was so frightened that his scalp exploded, he screamed, turned around and ran back lifelessly.

In fact, the current Ye Xiaofei was surrounded by a dense fog, and he had no direction at all, just running around.

But with his feelings, Ye Xiaofei knew that he didn't run out of the cemetery, because there were high and low graves under his feet, and he would bump into the tombstones from time to time.

"Excuse me, boy, don't run away...... Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind Ye Xiaofei.

Ye Xiaofei was taken aback and was about to speed up, but he fell to the ground with a thud.

On his feet, he was wrapped in a long tongue that was wet and bloody!

"Hey, don't catch me!" Ye Xiaofei was shocked, tearing the long tongue on his feet while turning around and shouting.

Sou......

A white bone hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Ye Xiaofei's neck.

Suddenly, a feeling of suffocation hit, and Ye Xiaofei only felt that his throat was split, and his eyes were black.

In a hurry, Ye Xiaofei suddenly remembered that the blood on the tip of the tongue written in the novel can break the ghost, and he didn't think much about it, and the two rows of teeth knocked up and down, biting the tip of his tongue in one bite.

Hurt!

It fucks hurting, who wrote this thing?

It's good to bite the tip of your tongue and not hurt yourself to death, but you can still break the ghost?

didn't have time to think about it at all, Ye Xiaofei endured the pain, carried enough dantian, puffed out his mouth, and spit it out.

"Ah......h

With a miserable scream, the white bone hand that was holding Ye Xiaofei's neck immediately retracted, and the tongue that was curling his foot disappeared all at once.

"Woo...... Babble! ”

The long-tongued ghost screamed again and again, and was broken by a mouthful of blood on the tip of the tongue, and his appearance became more and more hideous and terrifying, his long hair danced wildly, and even his eyes began to drip blood.

"Whoa!"

Ye Xiaofei, who was in shock, gasped for breath, and suddenly saw this frame, where did he dare to stay longer? It doesn't matter which direction it is, just run away.

In a panic, Ye Xiaofei stepped on a grave, but unexpectedly, his feet were empty, and the whole person fell down!

The grave was trampled on.

, whose grave is so unsturdy!

Ye Xiaofei was shocked, and before he could pull his foot out, he felt that something grabbed his foot, and then pulled it down hard.

"Plop!" Ye Xiaofei fell firmly to the ground.

Ye Xiaofei just wanted to scream, but suddenly felt that something warm and soft blocked his mouth.

At the same time, a woman's voice sounded in Ye Xiaofei's ears: "Don't shout, I'm here to save you!" ”

Save me? Ye Xiaofei was stunned for a moment, held back his shout, and turned his head to look at the person behind him.

The fog was too heavy, Ye Xiaofei couldn't see it really, but it was vaguely recognizable, and beside him was a young woman in red. And in the nostrils, you can also smell a fragrance that belongs to a woman.

"That old ghost is still outside, don't talk, lie in the coffin with me, you can hide." The woman in red leaned into Ye Xiaofei's ear and whispered.

Ye Xiaofei's heart is broken, where do you still have an idea? So, he nodded mechanically.

The woman in red hooked Ye Xiaofei's neck with her arms, took him, and slowly lay down......

The space in the coffin was small, and Ye Xiaofei and the woman in red were lying on their sides facing each other, face to face and nose to nose. He could feel the breath of the woman in red, with a little bit of the smell of blowing like an orchid.

If you have a breath, you shouldn't be a ghost, right?

Ye Xiaofei's heart settled down a little, and he thought, what kind of person is this woman, why did she dare to save me under the hands of the long-tongued old ghost? Could it be that she is...... Inhumans with thaumaturgy? Mage? Fairy?

He really wanted to ask about the origin of this woman and express his gratitude by the way, but in this environment, Ye Xiaofei didn't dare to speak.