Chapter 312: The Bad Guy in the Huts (2)
After shaking like this for about an hour, Uncle Feng didn't seem to understand the truth of being a human being, and the thin man increased his shaking at this time, and because he was careless, he also hit a pillar, and his head was quite injured for a while, and he was bleeding. However, even though it was bleeding, the thin man was still shaking constantly, as if he didn't shake this Uncle Feng clearly, he would not give up.
However, when the thin man shook his head, the woman of his family stretched out one of her thighs, just glanced at the young woman's thighs, and shook the thin man's head in the eyes of Uncle Feng. However, Uncle Feng was also a little hesitant at this time, afraid that the words of the woman who slept with him would really go against the will of the saint, and he didn't dare to move for a while, for fear that the saint would blame him for a while, and if he had a stomachache or was struck by lightning while working on the mountain, it would be unacceptable.
Uncle Feng also shook his head at the thin man at this time, and went out, never daring to stay in this room for a while, otherwise, it might really be as the thin man said, "I can't die well." Uncle Feng didn't want to die well, so he quickly crawled out of the door of the thin man's house, and didn't dare to walk back, and in this thatched hut, he heard the sound of the young woman breaking the bowl, and the sound when the bowl was broken was so crisp.
Uncle Feng, who heard this voice, didn't want to leave at this time, but at this moment, a lightning flashed in the sky, and a fire ignited in a forest not far away for no reason. Just as Uncle Feng was hesitating whether to leave here, there was a thunder in the sky, and the loud sound startled Uncle Feng, but it was okay, he didn't overdo it, otherwise, it would not be the forest in the distance that was hit at this time, but maybe himself.
And in the hut the thin man quarreled with the young woman, as if the young woman did not want to stay in the house, but the thin man did not allow her to escape. And the young woman is obviously no match for the thin man, and after being pulled back, it is absolutely impossible to escape from the hut.
The young woman cried and returned to her bed, constantly shouting loudly to Uncle Feng at this time, hoping that he could come back and spend a good night with her to get drunk and relieve her sorrows. However, Uncle Feng didn't know where to go, and at this time he could only shout at the sky, and Uncle Feng could still hear her shouting?
Uncle Feng returned to his house, and the dilapidated house was simply desolate, with the lights flickering in the wind and soon extinguishing themselves. And Uncle Feng was lying in the darkness at this time, imagining that young woman, knowing that she shouldn't go to someone's house, but what was the matter with living without a woman?
After Uncle Feng lay down, he closed the door of the house, which was isolated from the outside world at this time, ignoring each other, and it seemed that he had come at the right time. Anyway, I don't want to stay with people, and it seems better to live alone at this time.
However, after closing the door of the house, Uncle Feng couldn't open his eyes for some reason, and at this time on weekdays, he could still listen to the love words of a woman not far away to himself, of course, this is also vaguely audible, not really heard, and such words, it is very likely to be his own hallucination. At this time, it is the seventh and a half months, which is also known as Halloween, and on this day, every family will burn paper money for their ancestors to comfort the spirits of their ancestors.
Uncle Feng is no exception, after burning paper money for his ancestors that night, he closed the door of the house, and did not dare to go out at this time, because it is rumored that on this day, a hundred ghosts travel, and in the middle of the night, they can even encounter some things that should not be touched on the road. But Uncle Feng may have been drunk at this time, and he didn't take these rumors to heart, so he went out to see if there was such a thing?
The night in the deserted village, in Uncle Feng's opinion, was really a bit bleak, and at this time, most of the people were asleep, and under the night, the bright moon hung high in the sky. And Uncle Feng walked alone in this vast world, fortunately he didn't have anything wrong with the young woman just now, otherwise, I am afraid that something will happen when walking in this wilderness at this time.
At this time, with Uncle Feng's bravery, he has never cared much about what ghosts and gods say, thinking about what people say, there is probably some truth. At this time, it is taboo to walk alone in this wilderness, but this Uncle Feng still sings a funeral song that night, isn't this looking for death?
Uncle Feng sang the funeral song and beat the gong, and walked to the depths of the mountain, knowing that there was a deserted grave in the depths of the mountain, which is what people call the Ranzuka Gang. It's just that under this night, what will this place be like, and he walked towards the chaotic mound hill, and he also beat the gong and sang a mourning song. Of course, Uncle Feng didn't forget to carry a large bundle of paper money on his shoulder, and he thought at the time, if he ran into a ghost, he would give all this paper money to others, and when they got the money, it didn't seem to be too embarrassing for him, right?
When he walked to this chaotic mound, Uncle Feng stood in the wind, and this night was just right, even though the moon wheel was slanting westward, it still looked so beautiful. But on this chaotic mound, someone coughed somewhere, and although the sound was small, it could be heard clearly. Uncle Feng was a little scared, so he didn't dare to strike the gong, so he just sat on a rock, trying to listen to the coughing sound more carefully.
At this time, the moon wheel seems to have become very small, at least much smaller than just now, and the moonlight is not very bright, at this time I suddenly heard a cough, and this sound happened next to me, but what was in front of me, in the emptiness, I didn't see people. Uncle Feng was a little scared, and thought about it, today is half of July, and it is the time for a hundred ghosts to travel, and what is the matter with staying on this chaotic mound?
Uncle Feng didn't dare to stay any longer, but the moon wheel in the sky seemed to have become a lot bigger at this time, but it had become a square one. And this moon wheel was blocked by some broken clouds for no reason at this time, and it could almost be said that he couldn't see his five fingers for a while, and someone coughed not far away. Uncle Feng dropped the gong at this time, and he didn't dare to sing the funeral song anymore, so he ran down the mountain as if he didn't want to die......
However, not long after running, Uncle Feng fell and got up and wanted to continue running, but the clothes seemed to be hung by something, and it was not easy to escape from here. Fortunately, Uncle Feng pulled it with all his strength at this time, and the clothes were really torn for a while, leaving a piece in the wind, and continued to run forward as if he was desperate......