In my horror, I blamed the midwife, she asked me to come to this kind of place, what kind of play is this!

Dong Jing and Chen Ming looked at me with scared expressions, but what could I do?

Then came a chilling voice:

Squeak squeak......

The coffin that had already come to the grave slowly opened in a strange sound.

I go, is this the dead going to be raised?

A middle-aged man got up from the coffin, could this be Zhang Liqiu's husband?

When I think about this, I don't feel so scared in my heart.

But he didn't seem to be aware of the three of us kneeling in front of the grave.

The man looked around for a moment, and then he felt something from his body, and I could vaguely see in the night that it was a trumpet or something.

Woo......

This is the sound of the man blowing a trumpet, and it is not known why he did it.

At this time, I glanced at the incense on the ground again, and saw that it was about to burn out, and I estimated that there was only one cigarette left.

I was worried that if no one put something on my hand, Liqiu would die.

If someone puts something up, will the three of us be able to run back to the entrance of the village at the time of a cigarette?

Soon we saw a man from the underworld who looked like an old man with a tin rod with a ring, leading a group of his kind in our direction.

I suspect they probably came here because they heard the trumpet.

I counted them, and there were 12 of them in total, like members of a clan, including men, women, and children.

The most striking thing is a netherworld man who looks like a little monkey, and he is also very agile in his movements.

His appearance reminds me of some aliens in movies and television, with hairless hair on his body and surprisingly large pupils.

Soon, the old man with the tin staff said in a vicissitudes of life: "Clansmen, take out all the money, and today we will take advantage of this festival to share together, this clan custom will be passed down from generation to generation, and be with the moon." ”

Then the other members of the clan knelt in front of the old man and began to pray: "Thank you to the mountains, thank you to the stones, thank you to the moon......"

I would have laughed if I had said these words in normal times, but at this time they seem more serious.

"Gao Jun, you follow this tin staff, from now on you will be the new patriarch of our clan."

I took a look, isn't this Gao Jun the man who just crawled out of the coffin?

Gao Jun thanked the old patriarch very reverently, he kowtowed three times to the old man, and he didn't speak.

"Okay, let's let Gao Jun share the money with everyone. Remember! He will be our new patriarch from now on. ”

So Gao Jun divided the property on the ground one by one to the clansmen according to what the old man said.

"Patriarch, our money was robbed on the road just now, so this year's money is less than in previous years." A clansman said to Gao Jun.

"Who dares to be so rude to us Bright Mountain Clan?"

"It was the one who led his men to rob it."

"Okay, I'll lead everyone to grab it back another day, today is a festive holiday, don't talk about it yet, we'll have to drink to celebrate later!"

I didn't think that the life of this underworld man was also colorful, but I didn't care about that.

Gao Jun put his share of money into the coffin, and then took out another copy and said, "This is my own meaning, thank you for looking up to me so much, and taking out some of my money and distributing it to everyone." ”

"Thank you, patriarch, the patriarch is wise, the glorious lintel, and the generations will come."

Seeing this scene really shocked me, and in a trance I thought about it for a while, in fact, there is not much difference between the underworld and the yang world.

The difference is that the people of the underworld all act at night, and in another place where the sun does not shine, they have their own rivers and lakes and rules.

So the language they said just now to thank the moon and the moon is with you, and I can understand it now.

Finally, a white square handkerchief was placed in my hand! Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, I pulled up the incense stick beside me, and then motioned for Dong Jing and Chen Ming to run back.

The three of us all have a certain level of metaphysical skills, and if we can't look back at this time, we must not look back.

It may be driven by some kind of motivation, or that midwife has a magical blessing effect on the three of us in Zhang Liqiu's house.

When I run, I feel like the wind is blowing under my feet, and it doesn't look like the road is in the dark, at least I can see the road clearly.

At that time, I didn't think it was too risky to do it!

But time is pressing, and if you can't run back to the designated place before the incense is burned, then this matter will be wasted.

However, as I ran, I felt more and more wrong, and a terrifying voice came from behind the voice:

"Grab those three and I'm going to bury them alive!"

"I thought the three of them were the same kind, and they dared to come to Guangming Mountain to make trouble, it turned out to be people from the yang world, and they killed ......"

The footsteps chasing us behind me were getting closer and closer, and I was even more desperate when I looked at the incense in my hand, which I estimated would only burn for another 30 seconds at most.

But 30 seconds can't run back to the entrance of the village anyway.

What to do, do you want to die here?

It's not good that I'm dead, I just want Dong Jing to live.

However, the roof leak happened to rain overnight!

The people in the underworld behind are not sure to deal with it.

There were several figures in front of them.

This time, the three of us couldn't run, and we were in a dilemma to stay there.

"Chen Ming, you have to take Xiao Jing out of here no matter what, I have a feng shui sword, first deal with those people in the underworld in front of you to kill a way, you take the opportunity to leave with Xiao Jing."

"No, if you want to leave, just three people leave together, let's two go, you stay here alone, what do you mean? I'd rather die here in that case. ”

"Xiao Jing, don't be stubborn, it depends on the actual situation, I have a weapon in my hand, do you two have it? Who said that if we want to die here, we still have to save Zhang Liqiu? ”

Speaking of which, I don't want to say anything more, and I'm about to rush to the front to fight those people in the underworld.

Unexpectedly, I heard a familiar voice: "I said that you went to Guangming Mountain, and you lied to me just now." ”

"It turned out to be you Manager Zhao, what are you doing here?"

"There's nothing to hide from you, I know that you went to Guangming Mountain to rob other people's things."

"We didn't rob it!"

"Didn't rob? Why are those men of the underworld chasing you? ”

Before I could answer, there was a voice from the underworld: "Zhao Kailai, Manager Zhao!" You robbed our people of something, how will this account be calculated? ”

"Didn't your people rob us of our things before? This one doesn't exist who grabs whom. It depends on strength. But I still congratulate you, Gao Jun, you have become the patriarch. ”

At this time, I thought of a question, this so-called Mr. Zhao is blocking them here to rob us of something.

Just now he told us not to go to Guangming Mountain, but it turned out that he had already left a hand.