"It's not going to hit the ghost!"

Fang Chi shuddered involuntarily, and his two pitch-black eyes swept around, for fear that one would not notice something strange coming out from behind.

"Wrong, leave it alone." Song Xiuyu thought she was suspicious, and didn't take her words to heart.

After looking around, he didn't find the weird child who appeared just now, and for a while Fang Chi wondered if he was too nervous, but the stinging pain in his eyes was not fake.

Forget it, and refocus on the silk thread, only to find that the other end of it is ......

Mound?

It's the mound of dirt that just got bouncing around the kid!

And the shape of this mound looks like a tomb!

Whew-

The wind swept the leaves, and the wind gusted for a while, and there seemed to be a ghost crying wolf howling around the ears.

"Song Xiuyu, the silk thread has entered that mound......" Fang Chi gritted his teeth and leaned closer to the person beside him.

How do you feel colder?

She looked up at Song Xiuyu and found that the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, but his eyes were cold, and she didn't know what expression she wanted to make.

Can he still laugh in this situation?

Don't be stupid!

Reaching out and pounding it, trying to bring him to his senses.

"Are you alright?"

Fang Chi had never seen such a strange expression on Song Xiuyu's face, as if he was smiling but not smiling, as if his whole face was twitching.

Hearing this, Song Xiuyu's expression froze at first, and then returned to his familiar appearance before.

He reached out and rubbed his cheeks, and said, "It's okay, the wind blows and stiffens your face." ”

Glancing at him suspiciously, Fang Chi had moved slightly towards his body and returned to where he had been standing.

"Okay, what do you think about now?"

The silk thread connects the mound of earth, indicating that the monk is inside, doesn't it mean that he has been buried?!

Song Xiuyu approached the mound, circled around it, and finally proposed: "Dig it up and take a look!" ”

"Ah......h

Fang Chi refused in her heart, because the shape of this mound would give her the feeling that she was digging someone's grave, which was too lacking in morality.

But in order to find the monks, they had to compromise.

"Are there any tools to dig graves...... No, it's for ploughing. "She doesn't have anything in her hands now, so she can't really use her hand planing.

After listening to this, Song Xiuyu took out a strangely shaped shovel from behind him and threw it to her.

How could he even have this? Fang Chi took the shovel, a little surprised, how did he feel as if he knew in advance that he would encounter this situation.

Although the shovel in his hand is not the same as the usual one, the whole is less than one meter long, but it is well-made, and the shovel head is even more curved in U rows, and it is not effortless to dig it tentatively.

Poking the shovel into the soil, Fang Chi rubbed his hands and prepared to dry, but found that Song Xiuyu was standing aside calmly, without the slightest intention of making a move.

"Why don't you move?" That's right, as long as he transforms, digging a small mound of dirt is not a matter of minutes, so why do you have to do it yourself.

Who knew that Song Xiuyu replied: "I consumed too much power before, you dig first, and I will take the wind for you." With that, he walked around with his hands behind his back, as if he were really on patrol.

Fang Chi picked up the shovel speechlessly, and dug it up resignedly, he couldn't be forced to do it, after all, people had just escaped from the mansion with him, and it was normal for people to want to take a break.

I'm not sure whose grave this is, I can only pray silently in my heart, don't have any strange things appearing, don't set up for horror movies in this place, just carry a camera, and go with the shot!