Ghosts, ghosts Ghosts, ruthless and unrighteous, good at charming, like to possess people and people, possessed, also ghosts, also known as ghosts, ghosts and yin inhabited, mostly hidden in the deep mountains and dense forests, there are also great mana, hidden in the market. Ghosts don't hurt people, they are no different from people, ghosts hurt people, and there will be a true appearance in the world. People kill ghosts and practice the art of killing ghosts, and people call it the ghost sword, also known as the sword. The ghost slashing sword is divided again, and it is called the thirty-three slashing sword.

Chapter 1: Yan Jiu from Nancun

It is located in a remote area, which is the border of the northern state of Chu State. Mountainous river basin. Most of the people make a living by hunting. The distance to the nearest town is 100 miles long, the traffic is extremely inconvenient, and the mountain roads are difficult to travel, because of this, many people have never left the village for the rest of their lives.

"A long, long time ago, our ancestors lived in caves and caves, and there were often ghosts hurting people, ghosts like to eat people's essence and flesh, today I will tell you a story about brain-eating ghosts. Brain-eating ghosts are fierce ghosts in ancient times, and their preference is to eat people's brains, especially children's brains. As he spoke, a blind old man pointed to the crowd on the side, all of whom were children. Everyone's face was filled with horror.

"Ahh Then all the children let out a scream. The old man seemed to be very satisfied. At this time, he took out the earthen pipa in his hand, played it, and continued.

"Brain Eaters usually appear at midnight, when people are already asleep, while everyone is asleep, the Brain Eater will appear, that big hammer, the human heavenly spirit cover will be gently opened, and then begin to stretch out their long tongue, just like that, just suck, and then roll, the human brain into their mouth. As he spoke, the old man also stuck out his tongue and imitated it, and more than a dozen children couldn't help but retreat a few meters away.

"Grandpa、、、、、、 grandpa, what does that brain-eating ghost look like? Then a little kid said.

"Brain-eating ghost, very tall, some say it's a zhang, some say it's fifty-five feet, big shoulder、、、、、、s and round waist, open chest and exposed breasts, one-legged, if you move, you can only jump and jump," the old man said, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a small child.

"Grandpa, why are the ghosts you talking about the same thing? Braineaters are like this, Eyeeaters are like this, Dark-faced Ghosts are like this, and Unlucky Ghosts are like this, and Happy Ghosts are like this. ”

"It's not just that. The lazy ghost, the black cloud ghost, and the cold wind ghost are all like this. Another child said.

"That's because grandpa's eyes can't see. That's why I can only talk about the ghosts I saw. The old man said.

"Grandpa has really seen ghosts?" asked a child.

"Of course I did, grandpa's eyes were eaten by ghosts. The old man smiled softly.

"Is it an eye-eater?" said a child, earnestly.

"Well, it's the Eye Eater. This is what an eye-eater looks like. The old man said, touching a child's eyes. "Luo, your eyes are so beautiful, the eye eater's favorite thing is that the eyes are beautiful, and the big eyes, especially the eyes with stars in the eyes, that are his favorite. The old man said, hehe, he smiled, and the boy known as Luo couldn't help but retreat a few meters, and his whole heart was pounding.

"Really, Luo's eyes are so beautiful, and there's a little star. Then another child said.

"You 、、、、、、 you talking nonsense, my eyes are not beautiful at all. There are no stars either. After Luo finished speaking, he ran away in fright, and all the children laughed at this time.

"Grandpa, you are so pregnant, and you are scared again. Now I'm scared away by you again. Another child said. At this time, the old man smiled and said nothing, and then took out the earthen pipa and began to play.

On the other side, a young man of seven or eight years old, holding a huge axe, was chopping wood, although the young man was said to be young, but his body was strong, only nine years old had grown to five feet, and his strength was extremely great.

"It's finally finished, and if you look at it like this, you don't have to go up the mountain to cut wood for at least three days. The boy looked at the mountain of firewood with satisfaction. Then I carried it on my back, which also looked like nearly a hundred pounds.

The boy is too far away from the village, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a large hunting ground compared to the south village, where people from ten miles and eight villages hunt, and it is quite dangerous to hunt near the south village. Therefore, the boy would rather walk for nearly an hour and chop wood here. In addition, the wood here is relatively small, which is easy to burn.

"Isn't this Yan Jiu from Nancun, it's getting dark, are you going back to the village now?" said a young man.

"It turned out to be Uncle Linger from Mulin Village, you also went up the mountain to cut wood?" Yan Jiu said. Then he lifted the firewood on his body.

"Well, Yan Jiu, it's already winter, it's getting dark fast, I can't see half an hour, it will be completely dark, don't go, stay in my residence first, and then go back tomorrow when it's dawn." Ringer said.

"It's okay, I'd better go back quickly, grandpa is waiting at home." Yan Jiu said.

"I said you're a kid, it's dark, it's not safe, and something unclean will come out. Especially in the deep mountains and old forests. Didn't your grandfather tell you?" said Ringer, taking a puff of shisha.

"But 、、、、、、"

"I also know your grandfather, he told us stories when he was young, and now he is seventy or eighty, which can be regarded as a long life. If you have something to do in the future, who will give him a pension and send him to the end of his life? Besides, he is also an old man in the village, and someone will bring him food. Ringer said.

"Well、、、、、、、 then, then I'll trouble Uncle Ringer. Yan Jiu said. At this time, Ringer smiled and handed over the hookah.

"Take a puff, as a man in a mountain village, you can't smoke shisha. ”

"Uncle Ringer, I'm still young. ”

"What a small thing, my father let me smoke when I was six years old, and I married a daughter-in-law at the age of eleven, you look at you, you look so strong, in two years, the threshold of your family will be broken by the long-tongued women of these ten miles and eight villages. ”

"How so. Yan Jiu couldn't help but blush as he spoke.

"Are you still shy? Do you have a girl you like? Tell me, when the time comes, let your aunt tell you to match, you have to pack a big matchmaking gift." ”

"Uncle Ringer, where is this, you will make fun of me. ”

"Alright, alright, I won't be ashamed of you. Let's go. It's getting dark. Then the two of them carried firewood on their backs and went straight down the mountain.

In Linan Village, the old man was playing the lute, and the people who hunted in the village had returned, and a gust of wind was blowing, and the whole mountain was covered with snowflakes.

"This year's winter came so early, it has already begun to snow, and Yan Jiu can't come back. Then the little boy named Lo said.

"Yes, it's been nine years, Yan Jiu is also nine years old, and this year's winter came very early. Luo, you have to be careful, in winter, the ghosts come out and start foraging. Saying that, the old man put on the pipa on his back and walked out of the village, leaving Luo with a confused face, perhaps because he was frightened, and ran home.