Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Chapter 22: A ghost on the grave (for collection)

Regarding Sun Xing's words, Tong Xuan'er did not refute this time.

She really had no reason to refute, after all, she was rescued by Sun Xing.

Thinking of this, she stared at the golden box in Sun Xing's hand, a little bit aggrieved.

"What are you looking at? I'll give it back to you if you don't want to. I, the master ghost catcher, don't care about this mere little ghost."

Sensing her gaze, Sun Xing's eyelids twitched, and then he spoke calmly on purpose.

"Cut, who cares, you want to keep it for yourself, anyway, you don't have a few days to live, my aunt can suppress ghosts for another era."

This time Sun Xing didn't refute her again, but his heart was already full of joy.

A top-level ghost and seven yuan of ghost money, this is a huge sum of money, bah, a huge amount of supplies, I didn't expect this little girl to be so easy to cheat.

There were even times when she almost couldn't help laughing out loud, which attracted Tong Xuan'er's strange gaze.

"Why is the flesh on your face so strange?"

"No, it's okay. It was too exhausting to fight against the ghost just now, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

"It's okay, just take a rest."

Sun Xing blushed, and simply pressed his face against the wooden wall, just guarding the wooden window.

The night has only passed less than one-tenth of it. It is a long night, and no one can guarantee what will happen next.

Therefore, Sun Xing pulled the wooden window tightly, planning to stick to it overnight.

Yang Lin was also guarding the oil lamp, but Tong Xuan'er had nothing to do. She held the pink schoolbag and put the golden container containing the shadow ghost into it. Sun Xing naturally saw it and didn't say anything, otherwise his Conscience is going to be overwhelmed.

After all, the ghost in his hand that could release the will-o'-the-wisp was obviously much more valuable than the black shadow ghost.

Yang Lin naturally had nothing to say, and in the following time, he was very polite to both Sun Xing and Tong Xuan'er.

He knew that whether he could survive in the future, the initiative was not in his hands, but in these two people, especially this young man.

He doesn't have much ability to use anymore, otherwise he will end up with Wang Xin.

Therefore, he told everything he had experienced here with Wang Xin, hoping to increase the hope of getting out of the village.

"Is there a ghost not far from the wooden house? Wandering on the grave?"

Sun Xing almost jumped up and scolded his mother, this damn village is like a haunted house, and that's not all.

Because that was not the end, Wang Xin and Yang Lin didn't know how far it would take to get out after finishing the ghost in front of them.

"Yes, that ghost has a tombstone on its back, wandering around the grave, its aura is extremely powerful, Wang Xin and I glanced at it from a distance and knew it was not something we could deal with, so we retreated."

Yang Lin's complexion changed, recalling the situation of that day, his heart is full of fear.

Sun Xing was thoughtful, and then patted the golden container in his arms: "Is it more fierce than the eyeball that was burning with the will-o'-the-wisp on the path just now?"

"This ghost is also very powerful, but I'm afraid the two ghosts are not of the same type. The ghost sitting on the grave is so oppressive that I can't even have the slightest desire to fight."

"That's it! By the way, didn't you say that you are a master of ghost hunting? Tomorrow you go first, anyway, you are a master, and a mere little ghost will definitely be able to deal with it."

After listening, Sun Xing elbowed Tong Xuan'er, who was dazed beside her, and reminded her.

"Are you so old that you have the nerve to bully me as a child?"

Tong Xuan'er said angrily.

"I'm old, but my life is short. Maybe the ghost will wake up tomorrow. If you order me, aren't you afraid that I will be a ghost and catch you tomorrow?"

Sun Xing showed a weird smile as he spoke, and Tong Xuan'er shuddered suddenly: "It's none of my business for the ghost to recover."

The ghost village quickly returned to calm. The sand and dust outside the wooden house kept piling up, and the howling wind added a bit of gloom to the place.

But not long after, the wind and sand hit the door and the window hit.

"Is it the ghost that was following behind?"

Tong Xuan'er reacted, Sun Xing's expression remained unchanged, and he was very calm.

"It can't come in, otherwise what are we doing guarding this wooden house?"

Even though the mud and sand were beating everywhere in the wooden house, Yang Lin just protected the oil lamp in front of him, for fear that it would go out, he was already used to the attack of the mud ghost outside.

Just like a week ago, he wasn't worried.

If you can come in early, you can come in early, so you still have to wait until now?
In fact, it was exactly as he expected.

No matter whether the wind and sand were beating intentionally or unintentionally, they piled up on the wooden door and the wooden house was shaken, but there was no major problem.

This night passed without any risk.

Early the next morning, Sun Xing opened the wooden window, and the path seemed to have returned to its previous appearance, with two rows of small earthen houses, blue-white stones, and soft sand, but it was slightly fishy. If you look carefully, you will find that everywhere under your feet, on the earthen house, on the bluestone, without exception, blood is slowly oozing out.

"Can you go back?"

Tong Xuan'er stood on the path, looked behind, and asked in a low voice.

"Don't! Don't, Wang Xin and I tried it before. Once we go back, we will wake up the mud ghost behind us, and we will have to bury us and the whole ghost village here again."

Yang Lin's expression changed, and he hurriedly stopped her.

If you go forward, there is still life, but if you go back, you will be buried under the wind and sand and become a part of this ghost village.

"Let's go to the front and try our luck first. The ghost in the back has no entity and seems to be more difficult to deal with."

Sun Xing also felt a little tricky, they had seen the ghost in the back, and they had to touch the ghost in the front.

Besides, he didn't think he would be able to get out if he solved the ghost behind him. This is a place of supernatural beings, and it might be a luxury to get out by relying on the direction.

Therefore, the three of them set off directly in the early morning.

The whole village was filled with a faint mist, and there were still mud houses and some blue stone slabs on both sides, but as they went deeper, some traces left by people could be vaguely seen on the road, such as some bloody clothes and jewelry
Ahead, blinded by heavy fog, many small soil bags emerged, densely packed, neat and orderly, and even the specifications are not bad, but they all have a common feature, that is, they are relatively sloppy. Without exception, these soil bags have stumps and broken arms stuck on them. From a distance, they look like scarecrows in the crop field.

"So many graves!"

Sun Xing was horrified when he saw it. The earthen graves were so big and small that they couldn't be seen at a glance, and they even stretched into the distance, making people feel colder the more they looked at them.

Through the mist, Sun Xing found a figure sitting on the grave at the end of the earthen grave in the distance.

At the same time he found the other party, the other party seemed to have spotted him, and even looked at each other through countless earthen graves and thick fog.

"A ghost sits on the grave"

　In the new book issue, I hope you don’t keep books, please read them more. After the ghost village dungeon is over, some original characters will start, please comment!
　　
　
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