We walked through the weeds of the mound to the deepest part of the mass grave. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The further you go, the more graves there are, and the denser the thatch becomes, and in some places it is as dense as the green gauze tents in the north, and the eyes are full of green or withered yellow thatch, and you can't see the figure clearly a few steps away, or you can only hear the sound of people panting and can't see where people are.

The thatch, which was as thick as a reed pole, creaked like a firecracker when we stepped on it, and sometimes even terrifying. And in the thatched clearing sometimes one or two rotten planks or two are exposed, and the planks in the cemetery can be imagined without saying what they are. Yes, that's the rotting coffin board! On several occasions we even saw the bones - the patella on the thighs!

We can't be sure if these bones are from a human being, but no matter what the bones are, it's always a little uncomfortable to be in such a place.

"Kesi, let's not always drill into a place where the thatch is dense, let's find a place where the thatch is sparse to rest. Heng Qi suggested behind me.

When I looked back, I saw that only the stinky boy was following me, and the others were out of sight! but the shaking of the thatch in the distance showed that they were still behind.

I hurriedly shouted and said, "We're here, you all hurry up!"

"Whew, whew" With the sound of cattle-like panting, Xie Ke and the farmer came out of the thatch one after another, carrying a head of grass roots and leaves. But the old god's magic stick was gone.

We hurriedly shouted, "Where are you, old god, hurry up and keep up!"

After shouting for a while, I heard a faint rattling sound and a very loud fart sound from the grass on the left, and then the old god's head also emerged from the grass.

"Haha, the old god is single, and even the fart is scared!" Heng Qi and the others all laughed and hurt their stomachs.

"Kesi, come with me, you come and see this!" the old god did not have any smile on his face, but instead there was a kind of nervousness that he had never seen before.

"What happened to the old god?" I asked, surprised.

"Just come and see. "Old Shinto.

A few of us hurriedly followed.

After burrowing through the grass for a while, and rounding around a dozen old and new graves, we followed the old god to a pine tree with a thick bowl mouth. The old god told us to look up at the trees. Our gaze followed the old god's finger to a height of more than four meters above the ground.

I saw a round mirror with a red cloth hanging there. The mirror should have been hung for a long time, and it was already covered with thick dirt, and the original smooth mirror surface looked no different from a piece of mud cake. And the red cloth has long faded to red, and it is more appropriate to say that it is a white cloth. Only the place where the handle is tied can still be seen a faint red.

"Which neurotic is this who hung a mirror here?" Heng Qi scoffed.

"I'm afraid it's a 'demon mirror', it seems that there are 'monsters' here. The farmer laughed.

"To be exact, this is the magic weapon of the Taoist priest to suppress evil spirits-Xuantian Hao Mirror, which is not only a place to suppress evil spirits, but also a warning! It seems that this is not only a place to raise corpses, but also a place to produce living corpses!" The expression on the old god's face was very solemn.

"Haha, old god, just blow it hard, why do you look so funny with a serious appearance?" Heng Qi said with a smile.

"Yes, this kind of superstitious remarks still have a big market in the 21st century, which is really amazing!" Xie Ke said dismissively.

"Kesi, listen to me, the Taoist priest's practice may indeed be a superstition, but the living corpses are objective, they are not superstitions, but real material phenomena! Moreover, if they are affected by the source of darkness, the situation will be even worse!" The old god looked directly at me, eager for my understanding and support.

"Makes sense. I nodded, agreeing with the old god. After all, superstition aside, the influence of the source of darkness cannot but be a real threat.

"I think it's better not to be a soldier, after all, we have just experienced the battle of the 'Evil Tomb from the Sky', and our nerves are still too fragile to bear any toss, but if you believe in the heresy of the old god, then wouldn't we turn this mass grave into a battlefield again?"

"What the stinky boy said also makes sense, we have to be vigilant, but there is really no need to be all soldiers. However, just to be on the safe side, I'll ask Shopee to send a few more men and bring some equipment to do a thorough and careful inspection of the place. As for our mission tonight, it's to lurk here and see if we can find Huang Run?" I said.

"Tonight?" the peasant said, looking at the sky, nodded, "It's going to get dark soon, and it's indeed evening, so let's set up camp first." ”

"Kesi, we can't set up camp here, I suggest we retreat down the mountain immediately and set up camp on the road below. The old god suggested.

"If we build the camp on the road down the mountain, then how can we find Huang Ran and run them?

"Old god, I think you are a ghost god who has frightened out of nowhere! You have completely lost the true character of a materialist! What is the difference between you and Huang Ranran and Chen Han traitors?" Xie Ke scolded bitterly.

"Alright, since we have come to this mountain, let's set up camp on this mountain, there is no need to go back to the mountain. Heng Qi, Xie Ke, you take two machetes, go and cut off some of the thatch in the place we just walked through, cut a way, and at the same time go to pick up Donald Duck and them. My farmer and the god set up camp here. I waved my big hand.

Heng Qi and Xie Ke were also refreshed, and went to work without saying a word, and after a while, their figures disappeared from our field of vision. Only me, the peasants, and the old god were left on the mass grave.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, and the figure could no longer be seen clearly a few steps away.

I said to the peasants and the old god, "We have come in a hurry, and we have no tents and sleeping bags or anything, so let's make a shack with the thatch all over the ground and tie the poles to the trees." ”

The peasant said, "I'm happy, just keep the shacks away from those graves, what do you say, old god?"

The old god absentmindedly replied. His brow was always locked, as if he was always worried about something.

I didn't care—I could have put the shack on top of the grave bag, but considering the feelings of the peasants and the old god, I finally decided to build the shack a little further away from the grave bag. And the place I fancy is precisely the pine tree where the "Xuantian Hao Mirror" hangs. (To be continued.) )