"Quick, go and look for it separately, the rat demon is injured and can't run far." As soon as Du Gang finished giving the order, everyone also scattered.

I also ran out, this is the southeast corner of the old grave, and most of the graves buried here are decades old, and many places have collapsed.

If the rat demon wants to hide people, he will definitely find a larger place, preferably the kind of big tomb, this kind of big tomb dome is high, and it is best to hide people.

I am very familiar with the old tomb, and I thought about it in my heart, and this place is more suitable for the four larger tombs, which are not far apart, so I want to go to see them one by one.

At this moment, I felt that my hands were cold and indescribably comfortable. When I lifted it up, I saw a trace of black gas drilling into the palm of my hand, and my heart jumped, this black gas didn't look like a good thing, but it was very useful to me when it entered my hand.

"Lin Wazi, what are you doing there?"

I hurried to nothing, and headed for the nearest grave.

This tomb has collapsed most of it, I heard my grandmother say that this was originally the ancestor of the big family in the village, but it was very beautiful before, and I heard that he had also been a jinshi and a big official. It's a pity that this family is not prosperous, the family is gone in the first few decades, and the tomb of this ancestor has not been repaired and maintained, and now it is dilapidated, and the roof of the tomb is cracked.

I leaned closer and tried to look inside through the gap, but it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything clearly, so I took out the flashlight given by Du Gang, and then clamped it around my neck, and then looked inside.

I saw that there was nothing but a half-decayed coffin and a half-truncated leg bone.

I turned my neck and looked at it several times, making sure that my grandmother was not here, and I was leaving.

But as soon as he turned around, he was hooked by something under his feet, and he tripped and fell to the ground, and this time he fell firmly, and the flashlight rolled out far away, and his lips were broken.

I struggled to get up and picked up the flashlight, not wanting to be hooked under my feet again, but this time I didn't walk fast, but I was pulled and stumbled, and when I looked back, I saw that it was a bony hand that hooked my trouser legs.

Where did the hand come from? Obviously there wasn't anything just now.

Helplessly, I could only pull out the trouser leg first, but I couldn't pull it off after pulling it, and after a closer look, the white bone fingers were actually picking at my pants.

If you pull it hard, you will either tear your pants or tear off your hand. My grandmother said that people should have good intentions, not to be wrong, not to harm others, especially to those who have passed away.

I could only sit down and want to untie it, but my hands were numb and I didn't listen to the call, and I couldn't untie it at all, and Du Gang was urging over there, so I could only bite my trouser leg with my teeth and tear the pants.

I looked at my pants with some distress, but my eyes fell on the white bones that were pulling on my half of the trouser legs, as if he was more pitiful, thinking that he was the owner of this tomb, looking at the coffin, it should have been plagued by wild dogs or something, and this arm was also dragged out.

Thinking of this, I simply did a good job to the end, sandwiched it between two hard arms, pulled the white bone arm out of the ground, threw it into the tomb again, and bowed to the owner of the tomb before leaving.

I searched for three more graves in quick succession, but I still didn't find them. Others haven't gained anything, so there are so many places to hide grandma, is it possible to bury her in a pit now?

Wait, isn't that a rat demon? Digging a pit is her housekeeping ability, so I immediately told Du Gang about my idea, and Du Gang also agreed, asking everyone to find a new hole, especially a big hole.

At this moment, a tooth-sore gnawing sound came into the ears, and everyone was stunned, who will eat at this time? Still in the cemetery.

Following the prestige, I saw my grandmother squatting in a clump of weeds, with her back to us, holding something and nibbling on it.