Huang Ran rubbed his nose and said, "I pulled a bubble of at the turn in front of me, and I couldn't catch them after pulling, so I had to come back......"

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So all three of them stayed on top of the carriage, trying not to look at the coffin on the cliff. However, people are sometimes so strange, the more they force themselves not to want to see something, the more they can't help but look at it. The peasant and the other three were the same, and from time to time they had to look up at the coffin. And the coffin, which was less than four meters above the road, and no more than seven meters away from the small four-wheeled wheel, hung in the dark above the peasants' heads, making the peasants nervous and frightened, neither sitting nor standing.

Unconsciously, more than an hour passed, and the old god picked up his mobile phone and dialed Yang Hao's phone and asked when they would be able to come back.

Yang Hao replied that they had just finished eating, and they would be back immediately, and they could rush back to Xiao Silun in half an hour at most. However, within a few minutes, Yang Hao called the old god again, saying that Xie Ke suddenly fell ill, it might be acute gastroenteritis, and he had to be sent to a nearby health center for treatment, so it might take a little more time to let the old god be patient and patient.

The old god and the others had to continue to wait......

Half an hour later, Yang Hao called the old god again and said that Xie Ke needed to hang saline to wash his stomach, at least two or three hours. Let the old gods endure their hunger. It would be two or three hours before they could have something to eat. They had already returned the leftovers they had packed before, and were ready to buy hot noodles for the old gods to eat when they returned.

When the old god and the others heard Yang Hao say this, they almost fainted. Huang ran and snatched the old god's mobile phone and shouted: "Kesi, the most unbearable thing for us now is not hunger, but fear......!

Yang Haodi didn't hear what Huang Ranran said, just asked them to hold on, and then hung up the phone.

Huang Ran ran said with a smug face: "It's miserable, but it will take two or three hours for them to come back, and now we have to be beaten to death by ghosts here......

"I was beaten to death by a ghost, but it's true that I'm a little scared, can you think of a way?" the peasant squinted at the old god with his eyes.

The old god rolled his eyes and said: "What can I do? If we can open the door of the cab, let's drive the car to the front a little bit, and avoid this coffin, but now the cab is also locked by Ke Si and them, and there is a mountain wind locked inside, we can't afford to provoke it!

The old god said, and lay down on the board of the carriage, intending to doze off for a while.

"What do you see that?" said the peasant, pointing to a red sermon tied to the corner of the carriage.

The red cloth was tied in the direction of the rear of the car, and a rusty iron padlock hung from the red cloth. The old god looked at the thing carefully, and suddenly said in shock: "It's not good, this car is a red curse, we are really going to touch the head this time......"

"What do you mean?" said the farmer and Huang Ranran.

That is to say, this car may have been in a car accident, hit and killed someone, or transported unlucky things such as corpses, and the owner asked the Taoist priest to tie a red cloth tied with a soul lock here, and this car, he did not dare to drive, did not dare to ask. "Old Shinto.

"So it's a murderous car!" the farmer frowned.

"What is a murderous car?" Huang ran but was stupid to break the casserole and asked to the end.

"The murderous car is the same as the murderous house, and they are all dead and even haunted......" said the peasant, suddenly covering his mouth, and at the same time looking around uneasily, as if he was afraid of something.

Infected by the peasants, Huang Ran ran was also frightened: "It seems that I fell into the ghost nest tonight, alas......"

Because this highway is too remote, although it is only more than eight o'clock in the evening at this time, in fact, there are no vehicles running, and there is no light of the village or town around, and the sky is also gloomy, not even the slightest starlight, only the strong mountain wind is constantly blowing, blowing the thatch on both sides of the highway "gargle" non-stop. This sound of wind and grass will collapse a little even if you have the most determination, let alone Huang Ranran, farmers and other suspicious and frightened people?

"Sleep, sleep, there is no demon in your heart, there is no demon in nature!" or the old god was the most open, and lay down on the carriage board again. It's August in the solar calendar, and although the dog days in the Twin Towers area have passed, it's still with the tail of summer, and the weather is still very hot. The old god is lying on the far right, that is, away from the cliff (the left side of the road is the cliff, and the right side is the rice field). As soon as he lay down, he quickly began to snore, apparently he was really tired.

The peasant lay down in the middle, leaving the far left for Huang Ranran. Huang Ran ran was naturally the closest to the cliff, and as soon as he looked up, he could see the black coffin. He was on the verge of a breakdown, so he could only close his eyes and pretend not to see the thing.

The three of them lay down for a while, and Huang Ranran suddenly sat up again, and woke up the peasant and the old god, "Did you hear that?"

The peasant and the old god were puzzled, "What do you hear?"

Huang Ran pricked up his ears and said, "Listen, the sound of Ka, Ka, what is that?"

The peasants and the old gods pricked up their ears and listened attentively. After a while, the farmer said, "It seems to be the sound of killing chickens, the sound is coming from the cliff, could it be that someone is killing chickens on the cliff?"

"Where is there anyone on the cliff? I'm afraid that the ghost is killing chickens...... Huang Ranran's heart began to drum again.

The old god was about to shine a flashlight on the cliff, but was stopped by the peasant: "Don't shine - just leave it alone, how can I be hairy in my heart......"

The old god didn't understand what it was, and since the peasants wouldn't let him shine it, he would just do it, and he didn't really want to shine there, for fear that he would really see something taboo......

A few minutes later, the crisp sound of a wooden board popping made the trio's hairs stand on end again.

"It's the sound of the coffin board...... "Huang ran ran almost crying.

"It's normal for the coffin board to make a sound, and the wooden board will expand and contract ......in the heat and cold when exposed to the sun and rain," the old god explained in "scientific" language as much as possible.