After hoeing in the spring and fertilizing in the summer, the crops are green, and it is another bumper harvest year. Soon it was autumn again, and the team began the journey of taking care of the green grain again.

Old Wei Tou lived his two-centimeter leisurely life again. It is a career that makes others envious and jealous, and even more fearful. Because no one goes, and no one dares to go. When he looked at that area, it was the taboo of the villagers, the mass grave.

Because it was too evil, it naturally became a taboo for the villagers. It's just that during the day, there is nothing special, and no one will go. Even if you have to go, it's a few people to help.

On this day, the wind is high and the moon is dark. Old Wei turned around, and suddenly there was a strong wind, and the sky was extremely dark.

Although this old man is bold, he is usually known for his boldness, but since he first encountered a ghost fire blocking the way at noon, he is still somewhat timid.

What's more, he still has some taboos about the pair of dead mother and daughter, the red clothes, and the statue.

He was unconsciously timid in his heart, and now he had lost his aura. You are strong and weak, and you are weak and strong. Why is it said that the imp is afraid of the wicked?

He thought about it, and if there were no thieves, he would hurry back! Because it seems like it's going to rain on this day, or something? Something weirdly black. And he went into the ground and walked around.

As soon as he walked to the tomb where the mother and daughter of the mass grave were buried, he saw a female ghost in red with her hair scattered, and her eyes were black holes, but the whites of her eyes were missing. And they came at him with their teeth and claws.

Old Wei Tou was frightened at that time! I took a flashlight and shone it over. The female ghost stopped attacking, Lao Wei picked up the leather whip and threw it at her, and the female ghost took a few steps back? The old man noticed that the female ghost was floating backwards. He's completely hairy, it's not human, people can make faces, but they can't float backwards.

It's not the one who stole the corn and beans, it's the woman in red who was salvaged from the well.

When the female ghost saw that Lao Wei didn't swing the whip, she floated forward again and stretched out her claws to grab the old man. Here, Lao Wei waved his whip with a flashlight. He also retreated again and again, but this is not a good way to do it? Old Wei Tou felt that this mass grave was a miserable roar, as if there were countless ghosts about to emerge from the grave? He felt like his feet were being nailed to the ground, and the pain was heavy. It's hard to move half a step backwards.

If you can't move your legs and feet, do you have to explain it? No matter how frightened the old man was, his mind was still very clear, knowing that no one could save him but himself.

After many years of nursing career, after all, the old man is still bold, and he sees the situation badly. The whip couldn't sweep the female ghost, so he immediately bit his middle finger and threw it fiercely at the female ghost with the blood of his middle finger. The female ghost leaned back and didn't dodge it all, and a few drops of blood splashed on the female ghost's face, and the female ghost's face turned white, and her skin was scorched one after another.

Old Weitou's feet can also move at this time, and he wants to turn his head and run quickly, but he is afraid that the female ghost will catch up? He wanted to walk around, but he was afraid of pushing him to another grave.

Can't take care of so much at this time? He shouted for help again and again, hoping that otherwise, the caretaker of Qingliang could hear his shouts. After several shouts, no one answered.

But I heard the voice of a child breaking the gong, "Mom, are you hurt?" Do you have a mushy face? ＂

The old man felt a chill down his spine, and he was in a cold sweat. At this time, he didn't care so much, his fingers bit through the blood and the blood was not dry, and the blood spots were thrown back. The whip flicked back, the fingers flicked back, and like that, sweating profusely, panting and running out.

Later, he heard the bright laughter and the sound of coming to arrest him, and the old man had no choice but to turn around, bite his tongue, and spit out the blood on the tip of his tongue, and the female ghost was already less than three feet away from him. The ghost screamed miserably, and the image was a little blurry.

The imp floated towards the old man, clawing out. If he catches him, he can scratch the front chest and back. The old man's scalp was numb, and his heart was cold. This is not to let him give birth!

I can only hear the strange movements shouted from the mouth of the little ghost, and I can hear it clearly. "Hurt my mother, hurt my mother, die, die, die. He floated straight above Lao Wei's head, and raised his hand to break his neck. If you don't pinch your nails, if you put them on, they will penetrate his throat directly!

The old man spat upwards while there was still blood in his mouth, and shook his hand violently. Finally, the little ghost floated away with the blood on the tip of his tongue. The old man's legs were weak and he couldn't lift them, as if he had a thousand pounds, and it was difficult to move back every step.

Just move one step and shake your hand, move one step and spit out the blood foam in your mouth, and step by step backwards.

Suddenly, his feet could no longer move, and the old man felt a scratching and cold sensation on his legs. Looking down, a blue, thin ghost claw grabbed his ankle, and he couldn't move. I panicked, "I'm going to explain this!" For many years, this mass grave was taboo for the villagers. Nothing like this strange thing has happened, but I didn't expect to come to see it once today, and I encountered it one after another! Is my life here tonight? "Then you have to fight, it's not so easy to take your life.

The old man waved his hand and grabbed the leather whip, trying to break the ghost claw, but was dragged forward by the ghost claw. Drag him to the hole in the grave underground, Lao Wei is unwilling to die like this! This painful way of dying is too uncomfortable! He bit the tip of his tongue and middle finger again, and the blood from his middle finger squirted along with the tip of his tongue towards the ghostly claw on his ankle. The ghost claws of the trick withered and shrank back. Although there are five black paw prints on his feet, he can move. No longer feeling like a mountain, he ran briskly in the direction of home. I also drenched the blood on the tips of my fingers when I ran away, and from time to time I would spit out a mouthful of blood foam.

After running out of the ground, the sky was not so dark and gloomy, the wind stopped, and there was no more depressing and depressing feeling before, and I didn't even want to live.

Other caretakers of Qingliang have gradually gathered here.

They heard his frightened shouts, and the guards of Qingliang were bold, and they all saw the darkness of the mass grave! One person did not dare to come, and several people dared to come when they gathered together. They all clattered with leather whips and strengthened their courage. He also held a torch, and the light of the flashlight flickered.

When he saw Lao Wei's childhood, he collapsed all over his body, sweating profusely, and his face was like white paper. The feet and necks were already dark.

Old Wei Tou had almost exhausted his last strength, and he couldn't lift his feet. If these people didn't come, even if he wasn't dragged into the grave by the ghosts, he would lose his strength and die of fright. These men, carrying him, wanted to send him back.

This line of caregivers is more experienced. They come out at night and have to be guarded. In this way, a few people walked in front and a few people in the back, back to back, and kept waving whips in all directions.

After 1 a.m., it was already normal, black-blue-black-blue. The stars in the distance were blinking, and the moon was showing its round face.

"Oh, it's July 14th, isn't it July 15th. Halloween. I don't know who shouted.

A few people were scared! Only then did a few people suddenly realize that this is Halloween! The nights of July 14 and 15 are the days when all ghosts go out.

This old Wei Tou has met a ghost, the place where the yin qi is the heaviest in this mass graveyard. If it weren't for Lao Weitou's usual courage and bravery, he narrowly escaped this catastrophe. A few people who took care of the green grain couldn't help but be afraid for a while! If it weren't for everyone's concerted efforts, they would probably be buried here.

The strength of unity is great, and the imps are afraid of the wicked. They held flashlights, flicked whips, and walked step by step towards the old Wei Tou's house on the other side of the big pit.

until he walked into the courtyard of Lao Weitou and entered the house. Several people took a breath at the same time, wiped the cold sweat on their bodies, and felt like they were in prostration. All of them are like coming out of the water, their faces are pale, and their hearts are pounding! narrowly escaped the ghost catastrophe, and all the ghosts came out of this fateful night.

The old lady got up and drank hot sugar water for the old man. It took a while for the old man to come to his senses. slurred words, "Ghosts, ghosts, female ghosts in red." The old man was so frightened that he was already incoherent, and he bit his tongue a little harder, and the tip of his tongue almost broke. Maybe it's because the tip of the tongue is biting hard, and the tip of the tongue is bloody and spitting out mouthfuls after mouthful. That's why I retired, the female ghost and the little ghost, and the ghost hand. But he also lost too much blood and almost died.

The old lady cleared his mouth with white wine, fed him a lot of brown sugar and egg water, and nourished his blood. The tip of the tongue is no longer bleeding, and there is no blood in the mouth. Old Wei Tou began to fall asleep dizzily, and slept for 7 days at a time.

Experience this tonight, escape from the clutches of the ghost. It frightens him no less! But there is also the same thing, it is true that the little ghost is afraid of the wicked. If Lao Wei Tou is a timid ordinary person, he will be scared and scared, do you still need to be dragged away by ghosts? I've already been disemboweled.

That's it, Lao Wei Tou has not been well for a long time, especially the ankle that was grabbed and pinched by the ghost, and he went to the doctor to cut it, and since then there is no one who takes care of Qingliang with double salary, and no one dares to go? I won't go to death.

Even those few people who took care of Qingliang who had no personal experience refused to look at Qingliang again.

The production team had no choice but to work in groups of six to watch the green. Later, gradually, the food was enough, and few people went out at night to steal green food.

Since this happened, basically no one dares to go out alone at night, especially on the side of the mass grave. I'd rather dig up some wild vegetables than go to the mass grave to steal wild potatoes.

The policy is getting better and better, there is more and more food, and the villagers can have enough to eat. The food crops are growing better and better, and that kind of thing has never happened again, the key is that no one has been going alone, especially at night, so that slowly there will be no more, taking care of the green grain line.

Lao Weitou met the female ghost in red on the Ghost Festival, like a kite with wings, and the more it spread, the more it became more and more divine. This frightened the family surnamed Wang.