Oh my God, what is this that can sense what is in my heart and do it! I'm a little scared, really scared.

Seeing that he had already picked out three eyeballs as if nothing had happened, I really couldn't bear it, so I quickly took advantage of the fact that he was having a good time, raised his foot and jumped up into the sky.

Before my feet could pass the guy's eye-covered head and face, he actually took his big fan-like hand and slammed it horizontally towards me, and seeing that he was about to grab my ankle, I shrank my foot suddenly, only to feel a strange wind blowing, and this guy grabbed the air.

I jumped up, and I saw that I was as tall as the two-story pine tree on the edge of my uncle's grave, and when I looked down at this fellow, he jumped up and didn't catch me with his hand.

At this time, I saw that he stretched out two big hands, spread his five fingers, opened his bow left and right, grabbed his head and slammed it hard, and I saw it very clearly, he actually pulled his head down, and then slammed it in the direction where I was hanging in the air.

My God, there are countless eyes on this head, which are still dripping and turning, and where he picked out the eyeballs, there are already several flesh holes in the air, and black blood foam is still bubbling out of the meat holes......

I saw that this head was fierce, so I quickly stepped on the air with both feet a few times, and leaned straight towards the pine tree next to the uncle's grave, but I didn't expect this head to change direction with it, and smashed towards the pine tree with the sound of the wind.

At this moment, I heard an earth-shattering explosion in mid-air, as if there was a thunder in the flatland, and with lightning it slashed towards the pine tree, and I heard a loud roar, and the human head with countless eyes actually burned at once, and the human head turned into a large fireball.

I hurried down the edge of the pine tree and landed in the peanut field, and the great ball of fire fell on me, and it burned so violently on the ground that in a few moments it was a puddle of ashes. When the head was burned, I went to see the gable-like guy with no head, and it was gone.

It's really weird, where did this man run? I looked around, but there was still no figure, and then I felt that the hot sun was slowly recovering to the heat, and the crickets in the field came again and again......

I held the pine tree with one hand and wiped the sweat on my forehead with the other, I don't know if it was a cold sweat that was scared out, or the sweat from the hot weather, anyway, I wiped it several times and felt that the sweat was still dripping on my forehead.

I saw that this guy had disappeared, so I walked over from the pine tree, and returned to the place where I had just been blocked by the guy looking for the Yin Death Cannon, and followed the direction I had found before, and began to lower my head again and kick the grass while carefully looking for it.

But I'm just thinking, this guy is really full and has nothing to do, I'll come over and find the vulva death cannon, where did I provoke you, you have to give me a performance to pick your eyes as a bubble, now it's okay, your head is also burned to ashes, and people don't know where they went, you can't blame me, I have to declare, I didn't recruit you to provoke you.

Besides, this is my family's ancestral grave, and the Yin Death Cannon here, not yours, I am looking for the Yin Death Cannon on my family's ancestral grave, and it is nothing when it comes to it, alas, so what about people, you can't eat too much, now it's okay, see if you still play with me......

I thought so, and continued to look for the Yin Death Cannon, but it was a little strange, whether it was new or old, I didn't even find a single blasted cannon debris, but I had already found several new old or long insect skins broken by the rain.

I came this time, just for the Yin Death Cannon, but I didn't expect the Yin Death Cannon to be found, but I saw a lot of this long insect skin. I didn't keep putting away these long insect skins one by one and putting them in my pocket as before, and now I kicked them aside with my foot as if I didn't see them, and slowly began to look for the Yin Death Cannon.

The location of my ancestral grave is located in the southwest of the old ditch, not far from the west is the north-south moat river, which often has sparkling water, and there are lush and dense wild grass along the river.

And walking east about a mile along the dirt road on the edge of the field where the ancestral grave is located, it is the East River that is already quite wide, and this East River also flows continuously all year round, but the river flows more heavily when it is hot.

The East River meanders and flows in the high and low crop fields on both sides, and rushes forward to the south, and less than two miles away, there is the rather famous stele bridge, this stele bridge, according to the old people who are very famous in our village, is evil.

I don't know what kind of evil it is, anyway, I'll find time to take a look, isn't it just a bridge built with stone tablets, what kind of evil will it be?

After this stele bridge, the East River rushes to the southeast again, and the terrain gradually becomes higher, especially the highland in the southeast, it is to form a high hill, where the soil is reddish-brown, the most surprising thing is that here is densely packed, there are dozens of large and small grave bags, and on the edge of these grave bags, there are all kinds of miscellaneous trees and wild grasses of different heights growing indiscriminately, that is, this place, is called the post of mass graves.

People say that the stele bridge is evil, and when they talk about the post of this mass grave, they will take care of it as if someone has stepped on his tail, that is, they will say softly and mysteriously, the mass grave, well, that place, haunts the dead!

The implication is that there are ghosts in the mass grave. Since there are places where there are ghosts, people can't go there, so the mass graves have always been, as long as people mention them, they look like they are as deep as a deep teaching, and that place is haunting people.

I've never believed it, what is it, it can still entangle people, is it a long worm, or wool, or the nematode that keeps curling and moving in the mud?

I didn't think of anything weird at all, although I can often encounter some, but I'm not afraid, after all, I've seen a lot, so I don't make such a fuss, so, every time I encounter something like this, I won't tell my parents, and my grandmother, I'm afraid that if they have any ideas, I won't be able to go out and play alone in the future.

Before I went to school with my school bag, the adults in my family, including my parents, my grandmother, and my two aunts, were very open-minded, and knew that my little guy would not consume sluts, so they always let me go out to run and play in a free-range state.