"Ghost, ghost......" Lao Wu shouted loudly, Chen Huaji hurriedly covered his mouth with one hand, pulled Zhu Youcai with the other, and leaned over in the grass.

The cemetery under the moon is ghostly, with an indescribable horror. And the ghost shadow made the three people lying in the grass even more creepy. The ghost figure seemed to hear the movement, and suddenly turned his head slowly to look in the direction of the three people, and then, his body shook slightly, and he quickly floated in the opposite direction without touching the ground, and there was no trace in the blink of an eye.

The fifth child was so frightened that he trembled all over, sweated his clothes, and said tremblingly: "Third and third brothers...... Let's run, there's a ghost......" he said and got up. Zhu Youcai slapped Lao Wu on the head on his stomach: "Bastard! If you don't dig up rice wine, my mother will soon become a ghost! You run, I won't recognize you again!" When Lao Wu heard this, he had to tremble and lie on his stomach, and he didn't say anything again.

Although Chen Huaji had never seen a ghost, it was late at night and he was in a grave, so he thought it was a ghost at first. Later, I saw this "ghost" turn around, and leave like a ghost, although he couldn't see his appearance clearly from a long distance, but after three years of practicing the "Wuyuan Reference" and the "Dragon Method", he could already observe the weather for the first time. This ghost exudes exuding exuberant popularity, how can it be a ghost!

"It's a human, not a ghost. Chen Hua said, and then slowly got up, "He is gone, maybe it is the villagers who came to pay tribute to their relatives at night." ”

"Where is there a place to pay tribute to relatives in the middle of the night!" Lao Wu's voice was still trembling, "Besides, today is the day when Ma Wangye opens the wine, except for a few of us, the people in Huashuiyu and Zhujiazhuang have already drunk wine and had dreams, except for us and the ghosts, no one will be here to ......" Speaking of this, Lao Wu was already crying.

"Let go of your stinky fart!" Zhu Youcai also got up with Chen Huahe and continued: "Look at your cowardice! The little Taoist priest has already said that it is not a ghost, even if it is a ghost, I will beat it out of dry dung! Let's go, let's go dig up wine!" Zhu Youcai pulled the fifth child and walked with Chen Huahe towards the cemetery a hundred meters away. Although he didn't admit that the shadow was a ghost, he actually had no bottom in his heart, relying on his mother's heart to save his mother and his arrogance in front of his brother.

Chen Huaji also thought in his heart as he walked: It's right to be a human, but he haunts this kind of place late at night, and he is obviously a martial artist, if he is really not a villager as Lao Wu said, then who is this person, and what is his purpose here?

The three entered the cemetery. Aging and looking closely at the place where the figure was just now—nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. Lao Wu was extremely frightened in his heart, sifted chaff on his body, and followed closely behind Zhu Youcai. Zhu Youcai whispered: "Little Taoist, you know how to read, you come to see which is the tomb of Zhu Cripple, Zhu Cripple's father is called Zhu Danian." ”

In comparison, Zhu Danian's tombstone is narrow and short, slightly shabby. Zhu Youcai stood in front of the tomb and bowed his hands: "Uncle Zhu Danian, Uncle Zhu, the little nephew is forced to save his mother, please don't be surprised! Don't be surprised!" After speaking, he dug up the first spade.

As soon as a shovel of soil came up, Zhu Youcai let out a surprised "huh". The fifth child was already like a frightened bird at this time, and when he heard Zhu Youcai's sudden voice, he sat on the ground in fright: "Ah! Third brother, is there still a ghost?!"

Zhu Youcai ignored Lao Wu, then shoveled down two more shovels, squatted down and pinched the soil with his hands, and said to Chen Huaji: "Strange! This tomb is supposed to be more than ten years old, but the soil is loose and soft, as if it has just been buried." ”

Chen Huaji also squatted down and looked at it, got up and said, "Keep digging." ”

Soon, the shovel hit a hard object - a coffin. According to local customs, funeral goods will be put into the coffin to accompany the tomb owner into the burial - rice wine is no exception. Zhu Youcai pried open the top lid of the coffin and said, "Uncle don't blame uncle!"

The lid of the coffin was opened, and by the faint moonlight, the scene inside shocked the three of them: except for the two wine jars, there were no bones of Zhu Danian in it at all!

The fifth child's body shook into a sieve, and he stammered: "Third and third brothers...... We won't dig or dig the wrong grave, right......" Zhu Youcai was also surprised, scratched his head and said: "The two wine jars are still there, it shouldn't be wrong." It's just Uncle Zhu, what about the others?"

This empty coffin is indeed weird. I've heard of tomb robbers stealing property, but I've never heard of corpses being lost. Moreover, even the rice wine buried in these two jars more than ten years ago is still intact, and the soil is loose and unreal, indicating that the grave has just been excavated not long ago. So where will the bones be?

"Two, take the wine, bury the coffin, and go back to save people first. "Chen Huaji's voice faintly gives people a sense of calming power. Zhu Youcai hurriedly took out the wine jar and covered the coffin with Lao Wu.

On the way back, Zhu Youcai asked, "Little Taoist...... If there were ghosts, would you catch them?"

Chen Huaji said with a smile: "There are many Taoist methods, and there is indeed a method of catching ghosts and subduing demons, but I am not talented, and I only learned some simple medical skills from my master." ”

Zhu Youcai said: "You say, Uncle Zhu won't really become a ghost and jump out of the coffin, right?" The fifth hurriedly interjected: "Yes, yes, yes, it must really become a ghost, jumping out of the coffin to find a stand-in!

Chen Hua said: "I have never seen a ghost. But ghosts don't have to be terrible. Tell me, is it because people kill more people, or do ghosts kill more people?"

Zhu Youcai said: "I really haven't heard of anyone killed by ghosts." There are a lot of people who hurt people. Lao Wu also accosted: "Yes, yes, yes, really." ”

Chen Huaji continued: "If you talk about ghosts, there are the most ghosts in the world -- drunkards, gambling ghosts, and big smokers, which of them is not harmful! So, what about people, what about ghosts? People don't do bad things, and they are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, this is true!"

When Zhu Youcai heard this, he admired Chen Hua and a lot. The fear in Lao Wu's heart seemed to have been dissipated by aging and words. The three of them walked quickly and soon arrived at home. The second, third, and fourth children also took pig gall, white honey, and shallots to wait at home. Seeing the three of them, he hurriedly got up to greet them.

Aging and opening the wine jar, the room is filled with aroma. Pour out half a catty of rice wine, fry the green onion with wine for two or three boils, squeeze out the pig bile, mix it with the white honey four taels or four coins, and pour the wine into the honey gall, just one bowl. After feeding Zhu Youcai's mother, she vomited a lot of black, black, red and red smelly things after a while, and the swelling on her body gradually faded, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down.

After tossing for a while, the rooster in the courtyard began to crow. Chen Huahe knew that his mother was fine, so he told Zhu Youcai about taking medicine for the next three days, and then packed up the medicine box and prepared to leave. Zhu Youcai was grateful in his heart, and tried his best to hold back: "Hey, little Taoist! You saved my mother, but you didn't eat a single meal from me, this is deliberately looking down on me Third Brother Zhu! This happens to be a jar and a half of yellow wine left, I smell many times better than the Ma Wangye wine that others hold up to the sky, why don't we get some wine and food to drink together!"

Chen Huahe was about to excuse himself, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door outside the hospital. Without waiting for anyone to go out and open the door, a burly middle-aged man stepped in. The big man was dressed in a satin robe, eight feet tall, with round eyes and beard, carrying a jar of fine wine in his hand, and laughing loudly in a loud voice: "Hahahahaha! Talented and virtuous nephew, I heard that your mother is sick, and I have come to visit!"

Zhu Youcai's eyes widened angrily, and he shouted: "Who is your virtuous nephew, what are you doing at my house!"