Anyang Domain, south, five hundred miles east of Black Tiger City, Laoqiao Town.

Evening.

Twilight is approaching, and the canopy is getting darker.

The midsummer wind whistling and roaring from time to time, blowing the continuous secluded tunnels and old forests outside the town like waves rolling, undulating endlessly, and the town is also yellow ash rolling, sand and dust are blind.

"Old Qiao, it's getting dark, the mountain road is difficult to walk, and the world is not good, you better go back tomorrow. ”

"It's okay, don't you know my foot strength, thirty miles away, I guess I'll be home before it gets dark. ”

Zhenkou.

The tall and mighty, bearded carpenter refused to be retained by the owner, turned around with a long knife for self-defense, and strode into the twilight sand.

His wife was seriously ill and passed away a few years ago, and he never had the intention of continuing, relying on his ancestral carpenter's skills to pick up work everywhere, picking up the burden of the family, and he was not rich or hungry, so he could barely be regarded as a mixed past.

This time, he came out of the town to work for a few days, leaving only the old mother who had always been in poor health and a young son who didn't understand big things to stay at home.

As soon as I was doing livestock, although I had carefully explained all kinds of family and foreign affairs before leaving, I still had some worries in my heart and couldn't let go.

Homesick, this eyelid has been beating non-stop today, and my heart is inexplicably heavy, and I always feel that something is going to happen.

Naturally, his heart had already flown to his home, and he didn't want to delay any longer.

He also knew what he meant when he said "the world is not good", and even witnessed the horror of those things when he was a child.

It's just that it's not dark at the moment, and those things don't mean that they are everywhere, and you can meet them when you go out after dark.

Another one, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and now he is at the age of dragon spirit and tiger fierceness, although he has not embarked on the path of the extreme, his physique is still far superior to ordinary people.

The thirty-mile mountain road from Laoqiao Town to the village is a meal for him, and he can arrive before dark.

Whew~

A few miles out of the town, the population gradually thinned, the mountain wind was howling, the grass and trees were swaying, and there were more and more black clouds in the sky, and the people were out of breath.

The arbor carpenter looked at the old woods on both sides of the dirt road getting deeper and deeper, and the sky suddenly changed, dark and dreary, it should be raining, and it was not too small.

Although the artist was bold, he was still a little stunned in his heart, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Two miles ahead is Hejia Village, where the little sister is married, in case the rain really can't go, you can also stay for one night, so as not to fall in this deep mountain and wild land to be frightened.

Boom Boom –

Cracking sound~

I had just run out of about a mile, and I was about to rush out of the dense forest.

There were thunderstorms in the sky, and the raindrops the size of beans were falling, and the vision quickly dimmed, and the wind and rain were shaky, and it was impossible to see clearly from seven or eight meters away.

What's more.

I don't know if it's the rain and wind, the noisy sounds in the mountains, or the reason for psychological suggestion.

The carpenter always felt that there was more than one person behind him who was 'stomping' on the puddle of water, chasing him.

"Which one is going to die?!"

And when he gritted his teeth and turned back to reprimand his courage, he couldn't see anything except the vast rain curtain.

At this moment, he was a little anxious, and all kinds of strange legends couldn't stop coming to mind, which made him even more creepy.

"Phew, Lao Tzu is not easy to mess with, I advise you to get out of here early!"

Touching the rain on his face, the arbor carpenter scolded the old forest behind him again, ignoring the footsteps that seemed to be real and fake, clenched the long knife in his hand, recognized the road, and ran wildly with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Fortunately.

After that, there was nothing to do all the way, which was considered to be a thrill and no danger.

Instead of encountering the mess, he walked through the deep forest and saw the silhouette of Hejia Village looming in the black drizzle in the distance.

Only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief, and his heart, which was beating non-stop, was half steady, but his feet did not stop, ready to rush into the village in one go.

"Woo woo woo~"

I just came down the mountain and was about to turn a mountain bend.

Suddenly, the arbor carpenter heard a sad cry in the rain, which was mixed with the sound of suona, and there were many people listening to the movement.

If you listen closely, it seems to be ahead.

Is there a dead person in Hejia Village?

It's dark and raining......

Although he was puzzled, the carpenter didn't think about it in other ways, the funeral in the village was like this, and it was normal for the funeral day to be busy until dark.

Another one, at the entrance of this village, is popular, what can happen?

Thinking so, he couldn't help but speed up his pace and quickly crossed the bend in the mountain.

As soon as I crossed the corner, my vision became broader, and I saw that not far ahead, on the side of the dirt road a few hundred meters away from the entrance of the village, there was a new tomb standing quietly in the blurred night.

All kinds of paper cows, paper horses, paper people and the like on the side of the grave were rained, and the paper shells fell off and slumped, and the "skeleton" inside could be clearly seen.

On the dirt road in front of the grave, eight people can be seen wearing sackcloth, wearing pointed white filial piety hats, holding mourning sticks, crying and walking towards the village.

Hey, this shot, is it the fourth family?

Is his father or mother?

The carpenter looked at the new wall outside the grave, which was nicely built, and at the various articles of the dead in front of the grave.

Obviously, it is not something that ordinary people can afford, and when they have a number in their hearts, they quickly chase after it.

The closer it gets, the more obvious the cry becomes, and it has reached the point of heartbreaking, and it can even be said that it is sad to hear it, and the listener is in tears.

The arbor carpenter was also inexplicably uncomfortable, after all, although He Laosi's family was a big family, he was not rich or unkind, and he had not helped his sister's family.

Catch up with the last woman who is slightly petite, soaked in clothes and has a familiar voice.

The carpenter gently reached out and patted her on the shoulder, thinking of a few words of relief.

Unbeknownst to him, he patted it gently, but did not make the woman turn her head, and his voice did not attract the attention of the person in front of him.

still lowered his head, cried when he should have cried, and didn't stop playing suona.

"Hey, is it the fourth mother-in-law!?"

Thinking that the funeral should be completed, the main family was too sad and had not yet recovered. The carpenter didn't pay attention to it, and slapped it harder, and his voice improved a lot.

All of a sudden, it finally caught its attention.

The sound of suona stopped, the crying disappeared, as if the pause button had been pressed suddenly, and only the sound of rain remained in the black night.

"Giggle~It's me~"

The pointed white hat also slowly turned around at this time, and smiled strangely at the arbor.

I saw the woman in the filial hat, with a face as white as paper and only two fingers wide wrapped in her long wet hair!

Moreover, not only her, but the rest of the people turned their heads, and the same was true of the face under the filial hat!

"Weird!!"

The moment the carpenter saw the strange faces under the white pointed hat, his heart seemed to be grabbed fiercely, and he was so frightened that he ran to the village, and he didn't dare to pick up the knife when it fell.

"It's me~ What are you running~ Giggles~ It's us~ Don't you know us?"

The arbor carpenter ran in front, and a group of two fingers wide chased after him, and hung like this, as if playing a joke, and chased him into the village.

"Xiaotian, help!!

The arbor carpenter stumbled on the muddy dirt road in the village, shouting as he ran.

He clearly remembered that a few days ago, there was a person from Hejia Village who went out, Canglongwei named He Xiaotian went on a mission nearby and came back to visit relatives, and he should still be in the village if nothing else.

No matter how hoarse he shouted, there was no echo in the dark village except for the sound of falling rain.

Bang!

In a panic, he didn't know whose door he knocked open, closed the door hard, and rushed to the closed door of this house in one breath and slapped wildly.

"Ahem...... Who?"

In the room, there was the sound of an old and weak cough.

The door opened, and in the dimly lit room stood a rickety old lady whose face could not be seen clearly.

The arbor, who was already almost out of courage, didn't have time to explain, and listened to the terrible laughter outside the courtyard, and entered the house with an arrow step.

Bang!

The door was closed and the laughter was gone.

Whoop Woohoo ......

The arbor carpenter sat on the ground, his face pale, gasping for breath, and the wet rain dripping to the ground.

Well?

Why is it silent?

Barely panting, the carpenter sensed that something was wrong again, and from the moment he entered the room, there was no one in the dark room except him.

But, there was an old lady who opened the door just now?

Boom - Click!

At that moment, the sound of thunder was deafening, and a bolt of lightning struck the sky.

With a flash of dazzling lightning, the carpenter finally saw the inside of the house.

Broken and rotten, cobwebs are swarmed, and pieces of furniture are covered with thick dust, apparently abandoned for a long time.

& And on the beams overhead......

Hanging around was the corpse of an old lady dressed in red clothes with a furrow on her face, staring at him with eyes like dead fish!

"Damn!!"

As soon as the crotch of his pants was wet, the completely frightened arbor carpenter got up and broke through the door, and rushed out of the old house frantically.

Boom!

As soon as he rushed out of the old house, the carpenter collided with a solid body, and with his physical fitness, he actually took several steps back and sat on the ground.

"Xiaotian?"

With the electric light that flashed in the sky from time to time, although he didn't see his face clearly, the carpenter still roughly saw the clothes of the roadblocker, which was Canglongwei's standard clothing.

Moreover, there were a lot of people standing faintly around, and there should be no need to think about it to be the villagers who heard him call for help.

He was suddenly overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly got up and pointed to the old house and said anxiously: "Xiaotian, there is a monster in the house, you ...... Huh?"

Halfway through the sentence, he couldn't continue.

Click!

Another flash of lightning struck, illuminating Hejia Village as bright as day.

A pair of black, thin hands like chicken claws pierced through the arbor carpenter's chest, and blood gushed out.

He turned his head with difficulty, and saw a strange face with a pointed white hat and two fingers wide giggling on his shoulder.

"It's me~ It's us~ Don't you recognize us?"

Around, pale faces, familiar or unfamiliar.

What remains unchanged is the eye-catching shrouds they wear!

Poof!

Vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Death did not give the arbor a chance to remember the course of his life, took away all consciousness, and fell face down in the puddle.

Boom~

Rain, heavier.

In the blinding electric light that flashed from time to time. The figure in the uniform of Canglongwei dragged the corpse of the arbor, which was constantly bleeding, towards the dark depths of the village.

Around the two fingers wide and the weirdness of wearing a shroud, jumping and jumping, fluttering, scattered into every house.