Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Grave Basho
When we saw the words "save me", our faces changed color.
But in the next second, the condensed smoke font dissipated directly.
"Damn, what's the situation with Brother Xu?"
Yellow fur was surprised.
I also showed a solemn face, and continued to Li Hefei's tombstone:
"Li Hefei, what difficulties do you have, how can we save you......"
Only I asked again, but this time the smoke didn't make any difference.
Even the yin wind around here has stopped.
The smoke from the three incense sticks also became scattered......
"Brother Xu, it doesn't work! Is something wrong? ”
Yellow hair opened next to it.
I'm not sure what went wrong right now.
I looked at the smoke from the incense, and at the tomb.
The grave is obscured by shrubs and surrounding plantain leaves, revealing only a grave headstone, and you can't see the whole picture at all, only the grave.
said to Huang Mao:
"Little Dragon, first clear the bushes and weeds around this tomb.
Let me see the whole picture of this tomb.
I suspect that there is something wrong with the feng shui here. ”
"Feng Shui?"
I nodded:
"Well, there are no yin things around here, and what can limit these ghosts may be Feng Shui."
I made a simple judgment and got to work, clearing the bushes and weeds around the grave.
The stone monument of this tomb looks new, but there are a lot of weeds around.
Obviously, in the past two years, no one has come to sweep his grave.
Huang Mao and I moved left and right, constantly clearing the surrounding weeds and shrubs.
After making a rough sketch, I swept the back of the grave and found clues.
On the back of this tomb, there are small plantains.
These small plantain plantains grow together and are surrounded by large plantain trees and shrubs.
Each one of them is like a barb, stuck in the grave.
From the direction we came, and from the position of the grave, it was impossible to see what was on the back of the grave.
Now I have seen it, plus Li Hefei's call for help just now.
I can basically make a judgment on why Li Hefei asked for help and what happened to him.
"Xiaolong, you can stop, I already know what's going on."
"Huh? Got it? ”
Huang Mao was on the other end, surprised.
"Well, you look at the little banana tree on the grave."
"I saw it, there were more than a dozen of them growing densely."
"Yes, that's the problem.
The cemetery is the resting place of the dead, as well as the house and body of the deceased.
These plantain trees grow densely on them, like barbs piercing their backs.
The long plantain tree rhizome had most likely grown to the urn below and pressed down on the deceased's body.
As a result, the deceased could not get out and was trapped inside.
And the banana tree is no better than ordinary trees.
This tree is also a kind of yin tree, and if it takes a long time, this tree can eat ghosts. ”
I told Huang Mao what I knew in detail.
Huang Mao was dumbfounded when he heard this, saying that trees can still eat ghosts.
I smiled, trees can not only eat ghosts, but some trees that have become climate-like trees can even harm people.
I climbed straight to the back of the grave:
"Xiaolong, let's eradicate these banana trees together, and we should be able to release this ghost."
After speaking, he grabbed a small plantain and pulled it hard.
With a "click", the little plantain was directly pulled off.
And the broken plantain actually overflowed with a faint red juice.
There is not much juice, but under the eyes of the sky, it looks particularly dazzling.
"Damn, there's something wrong with this plantain tree."
I frowned.
Huang Mao also took a breath:
"This banana tree is not refined, and it is almost bloody."
As he spoke, Huang Mao also climbed up.
He began to work with me to uproot the banana trees on the grave one by one.
This has just plucked out a few roots, and the yellow-haired yin and yang eyes have already noticed the movement under the grave:
"Brother Xu, there are really ghosts in this grave. I was suppressed by these banana trees just now, so I couldn't even see the ghost. ”
"It's good to have it, work hard!"
I opened my mouth in response, picking up my pace.
But the most powerful thing about the plantain tree is its rhizome.
If the tree is uprooted and the rhizome is not removed, it will grow new ones in a few days.
So Huang Mao and I plucked or broke all the plantain trees.
He also took out a peachwood sword and a peachwood spear, and smashed all the plantain roots on the grave.
In the plantain roots, there is also a bloody color.
By the time we were done, Huang Mao and I were already sweating.
Before the two of us could catch their breath, a white mist suddenly emerged from the grave.
Immediately afterwards, he saw a pale human hand suddenly stretching out of the tomb.
Huang Mao and I were startled when we saw this, and hurriedly dodged back.
Then a human head and another hand crawled out of the grave.
It's laborious to watch, with struggle.
Seeing this, Huang Mao and I quickly calmed down.
This is just a ghost, it should be the owner of this tomb, Li Hefei.
I looked at the ghost who was struggling to climb up, and said to him:
"Li Hefei?"
The ghost looked at me with a tired face:
"Yes, I, I am Li Hefei.
Thank you, thank you for helping me pull out the banana tree on my body.
Can you, can you take a hand, pull, pull me out......"
Huang Mao and I came to him tonight, and seeing that he was not threatening, we reached out directly.
The cold touch was like holding ice.
The two of us used force at the same time to pull this ghost out of his grave.
As soon as the male ghost left the grave, he took a long breath like a living person:
"Woo, it's been two years, and I'm finally comfortable......"
As he spoke, the guy began to take off his shirt and pants.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing with your clothes and pants?"
Huang Mao and I jumped off the grave, ready to get him to sign the pledge and take him back to the errand.
As a result, Li Hefei replied:
"Wait, wait, my back hurts, you can help me see what's wrong!"
With that, he had already taken off his shirt and pants, and then turned to us.
At this moment, Huang Mao's face and I changed suddenly, and we only felt that our scalp was numb.
I saw that Li Hefei's back and the back of his thighs were densely packed with more than a dozen holes, and there were also small holes like honeycombs next to them.
Such a scene made me feel uncomfortable all over, and goosebumps popped up layer by layer.
"I—Oh my God! Why do you have so many holes in your body. ”
Huang Mao was surprised.
Li Hefei was also terrified:
"Holes? What hole? ”
He couldn't see his back, he could only touch it with his hands.
But I saw that there were dense holes in the back of my thighs.
"Ahh My body, my body ......"
Li Hefei also looked frightened and let out an exclamation.
I looked at Li Hefei and thought of the banana trees on the grave, and the answer was already clear at a glance.
These plantain trees were bloodshot, which was obviously absorbing Li Hefei's soul power.
The holes in his body were pierced by the roots of the plantain tree.
This is also one of the reasons why he was crushed in the grave and could not get out.
So, I just said:
"The hole in your body should be from those plantain roots.
Fortunately, we arrived at a good time.
Looking at your state, if you are a few months late, I am afraid that you will have to be sucked dry by those plantains, and you will end up in a state of disintegration.
Don't waste any time, get dressed, sign your letter, and come with us! ”