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I clearly remember that Sister Wang, Wang Xinmei and Yang Yingcui slept in her own bedroom downstairs, and eleven male companions were next to me, and they all slept very deeply in their own sleeping bags.

It seemed like I had only closed my eyes for a short moment before I woke up again, my heart beating quite fast.

I'm like that, the more tired I get, the more I wake up, but the slightest movement will be noticed and I will wake up immediately!

So in the night when I couldn't see my fingers, I breathed a little to ease the rhythm of my heart rate.

We slept directly on the second floor of the Yang family's house, and I was leaning against the wall in the innermost, and I remember glancing at it before going to bed, and not far from my feet was a large jar with a thick layer of dust on the surface.

I know that in rural areas, people usually use it to hold rice.

At this time, it may not be long before the sky is about to lighten, but the surrounding vision is the most difficult to distinguish, and my five senses are extremely sensitive and clear, which has led to the discovery of several anomalies that are gradually unfolding from the sting!

First, a faint, imperceptible smell escaped from the air.

It was someone burning the paper somewhere.

You can't go wrong!

With my father taking me to the cemetery many times to erect monuments, I can now accurately identify with my sense of taste the kind of paper that is gradually turning gray in the flames, even with my eyes closed.

The soot smell is very clear, and it is white high money instead of yellow high money.

Well, in our local area, yellow is used for worshipping gods, and white is used for welcoming ghosts, which is the rule.

Now that the sky is about to dawn, it is necessary to send away the invited ghosts, and then burn a knife of dark paper.

And we arrived at Yang's house yesterday afternoon, before dark, and their family didn't burn paper in front of everyone to welcome the ghost, that is to say, the non-human should have come in advance, stayed at Yang's house all the time, and was about to leave just now.

I don't know what it came for, and I don't know what it got, but it can't hide it from me if it wants to leave quietly.

In fact, this should be a ghost thing lurking to listen to the news, I already knew that Yang Yingcui was unusual, but unfortunately Brother Biao and Wang Xinmei didn't believe it......

I was about to turn over.

However, for no apparent reason, a warning arose that dispelled this thought at the moment of lightning.

The movement came from the big jar, and it was so close that it made my feet itch at the same time, as if I had been scratched with a feather, and I wanted to curl my legs quickly.

I couldn't help but shudder, desperately trying to hold back this very uncomfortable feeling.

In order to get rid of this discomfort, I paid more attention to the large jar.

Even so, however, the subject seemed to sense my attention to it, and it became wary.

For example, if I'm standing outside the door eavesdropping, and it's about to push the door out, and suddenly it realizes that something is wrong, and it just holds its breath and listens, and I do the same. I and it, with a touch on par, began to confront each other patiently, with a door panel in between.

But in the end, I have to have the upper hand, because the sky is about to dawn, and any further delay will not be good for it after all.

I burned the white high money just now, and when the time comes, it can't move itself.

It's a little impatient.

Because of impatience, it is a little arrogant, after all, it is not human!

There was a creak in the belly of the large jar, presumably with a sharp object like a fingernail scratching the inner wall.

I could hear the warning in its action: "I'm coming out, hurry, avoid!"

Alas, you were the one who provoked me first, right?

I thought so to myself, but I remained motionless, hiding my breath in the breath of my companions.

"Smack!"

The lid of the altar was raised a little, but it fell down immediately.

It was gently pushed up inside, and then quickly retracted.

I suddenly wanted to laugh.

It seems that this guy's courage is not very big, and the arrogance just now is just a bluff.

In other words, it usually plays the role of a thief, and it doesn't have much ability, otherwise it wouldn't need to be so aggressive.

But at this moment, under the floor slab, in the hall, someone snapped his palms.

It was just a sound, not very strong, but I could hear it clearly.

It was as if the man had waited impatiently and was calling for it.

That's true.

The non-human in the jar stopped struggling, and it lifted the lid again, but this time it was barely audible.

But I can 'see' that it's coming out!

It's the darkest time before dawn, and you can't see your fingers.

But it was darker than the darkness in front of me, so I could see it.

Like smoke, escaping little by little from the great altar, the process seems slow and slow, but in fact it is a matter of minutes.

It also seems to be looking at us with interest.

It even got a little closer, and seemed to scratch my foot in a wicked way!

It's a black cloud of smoke and no fingers, so how does it do it?

I didn't move.

I said to myself, "I'll go, get out!"

It sensed my irritation, and I felt its disdain.

As a result, it floated over us all of us, like a black cloud, hanging overhead.

Even, it tries to get in through everyone's nostrils.

However, with a long breath, a part of it was blown away by the breath as soon as it approached the nostrils of its companions.

I said to myself, "That's naughty. ”

I want to laugh.

I had the bold idea that if it dared to do this to me, I'd take a sip of it and see how it tasted.

But it seemed to know what I was thinking, and was deliberately avoiding me.

At this time, the applause in the hall rang out again: "Smack!"

This is the second one.

When it heard it, it was like a frightened fawn, as if it had just realized what it was supposed to do.

So it shrank back like lightning, and went from a cloud to a volume about the size of an altar.

Yes, I can 'see' it.

It takes one step and one step and one step more.

What shocked me was that there was no sound on the floor slab at these two steps, but I could clearly feel that the whole wooden building habitually trembled a few times due to the sudden load-bearing!

Oh, my God!

This guy who looks like a cloud, I thought it was very light and light, who would have thought it would be so heavy!

Really sweaty!

As it walked down, the wooden ladder creaked as if to say, "It's heavy, it's heavy!"

It made my chest very congested and panicked.

For example, what if I had really provoked it?

Don't be any better, it just needs to sit down and easily turn me and my companion on the side into meatloaf!

I have to say that the idea I just wanted to capture it is really unknowing!

Okay, let me wipe the sweat first......

Then I heard the wooden door downstairs being gently opened.

This kind of hinged wooden door is rare in Salix Town and even on the outskirts of the city, but it still exists in the countryside.

Because of the years, the wooden door of the old house was like its owner, and when it was pushed open, the voice made was dry and hoarse, and it sounded like a long sigh from the old man: "Alas-"

I actually heard an inexplicable taste of sadness in it.

It's finally gone. Step by step into the pre-dawn darkness, not knowing where to go or if it will ever return.

The wooden door sighed and was re-closed, and there was no sound downstairs.

If I wasn't awake right now, I would have thought that what I had just seen was a dream.

Really, even if this kind of thing is told to people, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

After that I kept my eyes open in the dark, even though I still couldn't see anything and no one knew I was awake, it didn't help me to do so.

But I kept insisting on not going back to sleep.

Then the window gradually brightened, and the sky opened, and the birds began to chirp.

And the companions around him also began to move, and someone woke up.

When I finally let go of my consciousness, I was able to sleep peacefully.

......

When I woke up again, my companions downstairs were making loud noises, but they were all making fun of me without hesitation, saying that this kid was so lazy and couldn't afford it!

"Let's go, go up and open the skylight and let the sun shine on his ass!"

Another person said loudly: "It's too troublesome, just give Wang Xinmei a flashlight and let her take care of Jiang Heng's ass, haha......"

I heard Yang Yingcui's voice again: "The conditions at home are not good, I'm sorry, I heard that everyone had insomnia last night, I really didn't expect Jiang Heng's insomnia to be so serious." ”

Now everyone laughed even harder.

At this time, Sister Wang spoke: "Everyone is a little uncomfortable on the first day, it's okay! Well, then you have to go out early and return late for a while, but you can't get used to him anymore, so who will wake him up?"

Everyone naturally said in unison: "Wang, Xin, Mei!"

However, without waiting for Wang Xinmei to squeak, Yang Yingcui hurriedly said: "Let's go, I was just about to go up to scoop rice for lunch, and by the way, I pulled his ears and pulled him up." ”

After speaking, no matter how much everyone ridiculed Wang Xinmei for really being able to endure it, he went upstairs with a bang, came to my side and said gently: "Get up quickly, don't pretend!"

Then I turned around and went to the big jar at my feet to scoop rice, only to hear "bang bang

This voice, this voice sounds creepy to me!