"Village chief, what do you mean by this! You're a lot older, don't hold people back, okay. People die as ghosts, so why will Gu die!" Grandpa said as he stood aside and looked at the old village chief.

"Gu ghost!" replied without thinking.

"The Gu Ghost is just a recorded legend of the Gu Demon, and no one has ever seen the Adult. Gu death has a soul half-accomplished, and Gu souls become ghosts and return to the world. These are a few words about Gu ghosts that have been passed down from the Gu world, but I don't understand what they mean, looking at the meaning of those words, it seems that Gu also has a soul, and only with a soul can a ghost. I'm going to have to look at the little nun's body, there's something wrong with it. The old village chief said.

"Village chief, let's talk about it tomorrow! Grandpa said.

"Little nun, my best friend. They're all dead, my God, what about me!"

Indeed, it is enough for anyone to encounter this. They all say that they don't feel bad, and they are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. That's not when I met someone talking about the wind and cold, if there was really a ghost slamming the door in the middle of the night, I wasn't afraid that it would be fake.

A person is not afraid of ghosts, but also afraid of death!

Grandpa ate dinner at home, and he told me that the Gu descending was placed by the Gu people with the last thought of their lives, that is to say, after the Gu descending Gu, the Gu people will die. Gu subjugation is the most vicious method of Gu control, not to mention whether the Gu is powerful or not, the thought of Gu people when they are Gu is also poisonous enough, and it is something that ordinary mental power cannot fight. The strength of the mind of the Gu person is also very important, and there is a saying that there are ten Gu thoughts.

Damn! This is a disaster from heaven.

At midnight, a powerful wind sounded in the back mountain, and the strange screams on the mountain also spread throughout the village. The lights in the village were turned on in an instant. The dogs in the village also barked wildly. Quite a few people came out of their homes and stood on the street to watch. I also walked out with my parents.

The wind was very strange, the sound of the wind only sounded on the back hillside, but there was not a trace of wind in the village.

"Dad, there is wind in the mountains, why is there no wind in the village?"

"It's the ghost wind on the mountain!!" My father whispered after listening to the wind, looking at the back mountain.

The wind and the strange screams of the second half of the night grew louder and louder, and did not stop until dawn.

I heard the old man say that there was a ghost wind or something earlier, and today I finally saw it. The ghost wind rises, it's either him or you. It looks like something is going to happen in the village.

There was a commotion on the street, and I watched my parents walk out of the house, and I followed. It turned out that dozens of dogs of all sizes in the village disappeared overnight. People are talking in the streets. It can be heard from people's words that everyone has lost their loyal partner at home, but everyone is lucky, and no matter how loyal the dog is, it is always a dog. As long as the person is okay.

At this time, I saw the old village chief and the village hunting and running the mountain just walking over, and my grandfather walked slowly behind them, as if listening to the villagers' discussions.

"Old village chief, I'll go to the mountains with you too. I ran to the old village chief curiously.

"Okay! Go talk to your parents. ”

The people of the village were only concerned about the dogs, and no one noticed the three of us leaving. The villagers only knew that the lucky man was fine. It seems that there is another saying, maybe everyone may forget.

There are no loyal dogs in the village, and the ghost wind walks casually, and when you go, you don't pick up people, and you have to be dogs.

Under the leadership of the mountain hunter, we entered a dark ravine in the back mountain, and the trees on both sides of the ravine were thick, and we felt that the surroundings were gloomy and goosebumps when we walked in the ravine. And the old village chief's face became more and more gloomy the further he walked in.

"Old village chief, that's it. The mountain hunter stopped, pointed to an old willow tree in front of him, and said.

"This is the place of the most underworld! You are looking for a good place, and the corpse is not a ghost, and you are ashamed of this place. You buried that little Dao Gu there. The old village chief looked around the ravine and said.

"Put it in the hollow of the old willow tree!"

"What! You must know that the river willows fight ghosts, and the mountain willows raise ghosts. Go over and take a look, the corpse is still there!" the old village chief was startled when he heard the hunter's words, and said loudly.

"Old village chief, there's nothing in it, we obviously put her in it. It can't be eaten by wild beasts!" said the hunter, looking at the empty hollow in the tree.

"What else have you done to her here?" said the old village chief, looking at a piece of grass on the ground that had been leveled out.

"Old, old village chief, it's them, they're all young, and they're not married, so I can't stop them. ”

"Foolish!

The old village chief said, and stood there anxiously and stamped his feet. Then he walked to the hollow of the old willow tree, took out a yellow rune paper, sandwiched it with two fingers of the middle food, and shook it gently, and the rune paper burned from one end. The old village chief moved the burning rune paper to the tree hole, and saw that the flames of the rune paper were like those in the village committee, and they drilled into the tree hole one by one.

"The corpse is still in this tree hole," the old village chief saw this, threw the rune paper on the ground and took out a rune paper again and pasted it on the top of the tree hole, and then he looked around and the old willow tree: "I didn't expect that on this mountain, there is such an excellent place to raise corpses." Let's go back and come back tomorrow!"

"Why are you coming back tomorrow? Old village chief, you still have this hand, why haven't I seen you use it all this time. The hunter said frightened and curious.

"Is it a good thing that this hand is often used! Come here tomorrow to pick up the corpse!"

"Ah, this tree hole is not deep, the inside is empty at a glance, you can see the bottom, the body is in this tree hole, there is no need to fish, just pull it out. By the way, the old village chief, I heard those boys say that they are still preparing to come again, and this corpse will not be used by them?"

"It's still inside. The old village chief said in a heavy tone.

It seems that the ghost wind is the business of this little nun, the old village chief's yellow piece of paper still works, and the village will be quiet for the next night. The dogs in the village were gone, and the night was surprisingly quiet.

"The village group said that the old sheepherd in the west of the village died two goats last night, you see there are photos!" the mother said to her father, looking at her phone.

"I'm going to kill both sheep!" "Perverted!" Dad took his phone and looked at the picture on it.

"Ahh

"If you want to make a face, you won't dry it. ”

"Dad, Mom, the old village chief is going to the mountains today, and I still want to go with him, is that okay?"

"Go ahead! Be careful. ”

The hunter who ran the mountain seems to have something to do and didn't come today. The old village chief directly called the six young men who harmed the little nun. Set out into the mountains with a well rope. It's not appropriate to call other people to think about it, and a few of them are perfectly suitable.

The strange thing is that none of the adults in the village came out today, and only eight of us and a few children were walking around the whole street.

"It's strange why the people in the village are sleeping at home today!" I said to myself.

"My mom and dad are fighting at home!" said a couple of children as they walked past me.

"Why don't you hear a quarrel when you fight at home! ”

"It's a husband and wife! The village chief's son looked back at me and said.

When I came to the hillside again, I felt that it was very different from the last time I came. Today is a very sunny day, although it is still morning, but under the bright sunshine, the temperature is okay. But walking in the woods on the hillside, it feels like I have suddenly entered the late autumn morning, feeling the thick cold air around me, and drilling into my body vigorously. The air around him was like blowing out of an ice cellar, and a cold snap went straight to his heart and lungs.