The 215th Episode of the Evil Wind Blowing in the Dead of Night and the Sound of Five Watches Grinding Rice (2)

The eighth sister and the ninth sister deliberately appeared at the mouth of the valley, intending to attract the two Taoist people, but sure enough, the Taoist saw that the two banshees who were defeated by him last night appeared again, how could he let them go, and chased them down the route that the eighth sister and nine sisters walked.

Li Dabao, who was hiding in the shadows, took the opportunity to slip into the yin gourd ditch, and saw a new grave not far away, Li Dabao pounced on him and shouted the name of the twelfth sister.

The eighth sister and the ninth sister led away the Erzhi Taoist, but they didn't dare to go far, and dragged Mr. Erzhi around in a circle like playing a game of cat hunting in the valley, taking the opportunity to see Li Dabao only caring about the love of his children, crying endlessly.

The eighth sister was anxious, and shouted at Gu Nei: "Idiot! Don't just care about your mother-in-law, hurry up." ”

A word woke up the person in the dream, Li Dabao stood up and wiped the tears on his face with the sleeve of his cotton jacket, rushed to the grave and threw away the bricks, grabbed the Heavenly Master Fu and tore the Heavenly Master Fu to pieces with a few clicks, and threw it in the air to let it drift away.

"Good boy, you dare to do something bad to me" When the words arrived, Mr. Erzhi rushed towards Li Dabao.

The eighth sister and the ninth sister stopped Mr. Erzhi like a whirlwind, and the three of them became a ball.

The second Taoist squinted his eyes and looked at the grave of Twelve Niang, and a light air had risen on the grave.

"Die!" the second Daoist roared and struck hard, knocking the eighth sister and the ninth sister out of the air. With a scream, the two sisters fell to the ground, thin blood flowing between their mouths and noses.

The Second Daoist shook his hands into the air, and there were two more talismans out of thin air. Approaching the eighth sister and the ninth sister step by step to hurt the killer, it was too late and that it was fast, just when the eighth sister and the ninth sister were on the line of life and death, Li Dabao rushed up and slapped the two of them, and a command was in line with the extremely heavy palm force, almost beating Li Dabao to death, Li Dabao used his arm strength to support the body that was about to collapse. Turning his face to the frightened eighth sister and ninth sister, he shouted, "Hurry up!"

The Second Daoist was also surprised by Li Dabao's actions, and Li Dabao couldn't figure out what to do.

The eighth sister and the ninth sister had not yet woken up from their fright, and after Li Dabao's voice, they hurriedly struggled to stand up.

How could the Second Daoist let them go, and when they attacked again, Li Dabao shouted coldly: "Hurry up." At the same time, he leaned forward and hugged the legs of the Second Decree Daoist.

"Let's go. The eighth sister and the ninth sister got up and flew away with all their might.

Li Dabao saw that the two of them left safely, and passed out with a loose force.

The second Taoist looked at the direction where the eighth sister and the ninth sister were far away, and then looked at Li Dabao under his feet, shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Looking at the grave of the twelfth sister again, the lightness is getting stronger and stronger. As if there was a momentum to rush through the grave, the Second Daoist grabbed a few steps and pressed a Heavenly Master Talisman back on the top of the tomb.

When Li Dabao woke up, he was at his own home, and he didn't know how he came back, and he didn't know what happened, as if he had changed a person, exactly the same as before he didn't recruit ghosts.

It's strange to see the grapes growing in the winter in the yard. Seeing that the roots were cracked, they took water and poured some water, but not a few more drops of blood as before. Because he had forgotten all the hell that had happened before.

Regarding the changes in his son, Uncle Li was happy in his eyes. Hurriedly went to the Bodhisattva's seat to burn a few pillars of incense, and thanked the gods for their blessing.

Night. After dinner, Li Dabao poured a basin of hot water and waited for his father to wash his feet, then poured the footwashing water, turned around and closed the door of his father's room. He went back to his room and went to sleep.

My mind was chaotic, as if something was missing from my memory? I felt that something was wrong, but I didn't know what the problem was? I pondered for a long time, but I couldn't figure out what was going on. In a notebook where he recorded all his past events. A certain year, a certain month, a certain day, and a blank slate.

Look at the listless appearance of the kerosene lamp, I know that there is no foreign oil, and the light has just been extinguished. Suddenly there was a strong wind outside, and the wind was blowing evil and a little scary. The strange sound of the wind like a whistle, like a whistling, pierced the silence of the entire mountain village, and pierced the fragile window paper in the world to every household.

Li Dabao, like everyone else, felt that the wind was unusual, and when he was frightened, a woman's cry suddenly came from the wind. The cry was sad and sorrowful, as if it was telling about a grievance that had not snowed for thousands of years or a wrongful case.

The voice was euphemistic and desolate, as if it were telling a thousand-year-old story, or an ancient legend.

The sound rolled like spring thunder, as if it was about to swallow mountains and rivers, and it was like the sky falling into the ground.

The voice was as low as a gossamer, as if it was about to be cut off, and it seemed to be dead and alive......

The voice came from the air, reaching every household, and the people of the entire mountain village were all in an atmosphere of fear and timidity at this moment, and many people thought that that that moment was the end of the world.

The wind stopped before people knew it, and the whole mountain village fell silent for a moment, and the silence was so dull that it was breathless.

Li Dabao gently lifted the corner of the quilt, held his breath and quietly listened to the deathly silence outside the window.

The clock hanging in the outhouse suddenly rang the hour, exactly twelve times, and it was midnight. With the help of the bell, Li Dabao strengthened his courage, and when he wanted to get up and pee out the bubble of urine that was almost in the quilt, there was a gurgling of stones in the air

The sound of crumbling.

"Who?" Li Dabao's first reaction was who was so bold and went to push and grind in the middle of the night.

The sound of squeaking and two women talking reached the ears of every household and every person. The sound of grinding rice, the sound of talking is endless, many people hold their breath and want to listen to the sound of talking outside, the sound is near and far, that is, clear and clear, from time to time with bursts of women's hearty laughter, strange to say, the sound of conversation outside can be heard clearly, but no one can remember a sentence or a word. I don't even know what they're talking about.

This moment is a relief, and this moment is so peaceful compared to before.

Xu Sheng, the old village chief and militia member who was on night duty at the Revolutionary Committee, came to the street with a flashlight, followed the sound to the only stone mill in the center of the village, and shone it with a flashlight, only to see that no one pushed the stone mill, it was the stone mill itself that was gurgling there, and the sound of the grinding stone and the grinding plate gradually spread and amplified to every household.

"Mom!" Xu Sheng shouted, "There are ghosts, there are ghosts!" and ran away, to be exact, running with a lot of. (To be continued......)