Ghost grandmother's village has ghosts

The world is secluded, the wilderness is vast, I looked at the night outside the window, and gradually fell into meditation. I still remember that the master mentioned in the Raksha Ghost City that two of the remaining six Tantric manuscripts have been found, and there are four left. , so this time our task can be said to be arduous. In addition to finding the remaining four manuscripts, we also need to find the spirit of the Hanbai and the four Hanbai. If you wake up at any time, the consequences will be disastrous.

It was also because the previous four drought demons had been damaged to varying degrees, so they did not wake up so quickly, but just like this, they could cause chaos in the countryside and ghosts and ghosts everywhere. This kind of thing that is neither a demon nor a ghost is really scary.

Another point is that the master mentioned that the person who wrote the Tantric manuscripts was expelled from Tantric Buddhism hundreds of years ago, and his skills were abolished. Then who is that senior? The master did not mention this point , but I always feel that whether that senior is inseparable from the voice of the man in my body, and the Seven Killing Esoteric Buddhism is also a doubt, but I believe that I will peel it off bit by bit, and the truth will come out one day surfaced.

Wu Gang looked at the gray old-fashioned clock on the yellowed wall, it was exactly ten o'clock, and then he picked up a stick from the woodshed and said to us: "Let's go!"

Everyone was silent all the way, and soon came to the mass grave.Weeds are growing densely in the mass graves, and their life is extremely vigorous. Some of them have grown to our knees, and there are some white flowers growing around the weeds. At this time, I saw through the flashlight in the weeds. , there are small protruding bags one after another, probably they are grave bags.

"Uncle Wu Gang, these graves are wild graves, no one cares about them?"

Uncle Wu Gang pointed to a small dirt hill on the opposite side, the hillside was covered with grass and some low shrubs, and said to us: "Originally, the graves on the small dirt hill opposite are managed by people, and people come to worship every Qingming Festival." , but since the haunting started in the countryside, no one cares about it, and the graves below should be wild graves, because I have never seen anyone come to worship, and these graves have been there since I was born .”

I calculated silently in my heart, it has been half a month since Hanba escaped, it seems that the changes in the past half month are not small.

"Ah~" A scream came to my ears, it was a cute voice.

"What's wrong!" Everyone turned to look at Mengmeng.

"I stepped on a human bone!"

Mengmeng stepped back, held up the flashlight and looked at the ground, only to see that the soil on the ground was messy, and the white bones inside were scattered out one by one.

"Did the wild dog do something good?" Noodles asked.

"It's unlikely!" Uncle Wu Gang's face was pale, and his hands were shaking because of a sudden cool wind.

The dark time seems to move very slowly, like the movement of the earth’s crust. I looked at the sky, the thin moon hung in the southwest sky, the light was dim, and I was watching the weeds moving with the wind in the mass graves, revealing the dense underground The tomb, it looks like there are strange tumors growing.Another gust of wind blew, and the weeds rustled. Uncle Wu Gang coughed twice and wrapped his body inside.

"Uncle, you go back first, Auntie is still waiting for you at home, just leave it to us."

Wu Gang didn't say much, his whole body trembled, and his lips turned black with cold, he said: "Okay, then I'll go back first, and you guys should come back early too."

After Wu Gang left, Noodles came forward while arranging his dirty clothes and chewing gum, "Hey! Xiao Zhi, we haven't seen each other for a long time. You have improved a lot. It's very different from before. You're amazing." , boy!"

This is the first time that noodles have praised me. I smiled slightly, and the two thin lips under the bridge of my nose were proudly pursed, but I still said modestly: "There!"

Noodles still had the same fierce and unruly eyes and messy hair, and said to me, "Xiaozhi, do you see anything!"

"I don't see anything, but I hear some voices."

"What did you hear!" Ji Nian stepped on the weeds on the ground, made a swishing sound, and walked in front of me.

"Listen! ----- There's the sound of breathing!"