Peerless Little Mommy: The ghost baby is cute

Chapter 261
No life to go to Xiangxi alive?
what do you mean?
Could it be that this coffin that fell from the mountain was specially used to block my way?
Many thoughts flashed through my mind, but the movement of my hand didn't stop. I quickly hugged the injured Grandma Long in my arms, and the other hand directly grabbed Yinzheng's neck firmly.

The itchy feeling brought by the copper coins on his body broke out at this moment.

I felt as if there were thousands of ants on my body, nibbling away at my skin inch by inch, and my eyes were cloudy, black and white at times.

I was so surprised in my heart that I broke out in a cold sweat and increased the strength in my hands. As long as I exerted all my strength, I could destroy the body and spirit of the silver kite.

"What's the matter with the copper coin in my hand? Why did you suddenly hurt Grandma Long? Tell me!" I sternly forced Yinzheng to answer my question.

At this time, Grandma Long, who had a hole in her abdominal cavity, suddenly opened her eyes, took off the copper marriage fate plate tied around her waist, and slammed it hard on the back of my head.

Pain!

My brain reacted immediately, although Yinzheng hated me, her betrayal was too sudden.Grandma Long is from Xingxuan, so it is impossible for her to attack me with a weapon.

All this... what is all this?
hallucinations?
But why is it so real?

I heard the sound of bells shaking one after another, and the sound of a few gongs beating, and I suddenly regained consciousness and woke up.

I was standing next to my seat, and a strange group of people in white robes without a waist walked past us slowly like ghosts.

These people wear bamboo hats and hold Yin bells or gongs in their hands.

There is a white cloth covering both sides of the brim of the hat, leaving only a slit in the middle, so you can't see their faces clearly at all, you can only vaguely see that their faces are all blue and black, and their facial features don't seem to be very good-looking.

It seems to be more vicious and ugly than ordinary people.

The sound of their bells and gongs seems to be able to temporarily keep people awake and wake up from chaotic consciousness.

This group of people should be the legendary exorcists.

Behind me, Grandma Long was in a daze, her abdomen was not injured at all, and she begged, "No, Li Yu, don't kill the old woman, please...don't..."

Yinzheng also sat in her seat, shedding tears, and shouted fearfully: "Brother Li Yu, don't you like Su Zi, please...Brother Li Yu, I really like you."

What was poured on the ground was not milk, but dark red blood mixed with various corrupt foreign objects.

The memory of Yinzheng giving me blood milk is real, and the other things that happened later are probably hallucinations.And after I entered the hallucination, Yinzheng and Grandma Long also fell into the hallucination one after another.

I quickly took out the Yin Bell from the backpack, and gently shook it in the ears of these two people.

Both of them came to their senses, opened their eyes, and the little girl Yinzheng rushed up like crazy, trying to pinch my neck, but I grabbed my throat first and controlled it.

"You bad woman, you... you actually had sex with my brother Li Yu, I hate you, I hate you!" Yinzheng blushed as I strangled her neck.

After waking up, Grandma Long shook her body a few times and murmured, "What's wrong? I seem to have seen Li Yu kill me, but why am I okay?"

"We are all hallucinating, and the people in the carriage have gone to nowhere." I said vigilantly.

The people in the carriage seemed to have evaporated at once, disappearing without a trace.

This kind of situation is a bit weird, how can there be no one, it is probably because of hallucinations.

If you are still hallucinating, how do you get out?

I dare not directly tell Grandma Long about these words in my heart. What happened just now made me suspicious of the people around me.

I dare not tell my true thoughts to these people who may appear in hallucinations.

Yinzheng struggled a few times before slowly stopping, and asked timidly: "Are we hallucinating? Then you didn't have sex with brother Li Yu?"

"No." I really didn't want to answer such a naive topic, and in order to calm the dispute between me and her, I could only answer such a boring question from her.

We're all on the train, the rolled sheets.

"Hurry up, go down with the old lady, something is wrong here." Grandma Long pushed my body and urged me to get off the train.

I let go of Yinzheng's neck coldly, and was pushed off the train by Grandma Long. We were in the sixth carriage, still some distance away from the front of the train.

After walking in the dark night wind for a while, he came to a position close to the front of the car.

You can vaguely see a lot of people around the railway track diagonally opposite. Some of these people have flashlights in their hands, and some of them have mobile phones with flashlight functions.

These light sources are all prepared for the coffin lying on the rails. It should be an ordinary wooden coffin, but its size is much larger than ordinary coffins.

In terms of weight, it is at least seven or eight hundred catties by visual inspection.

It is engraved with various exquisite patterns, and most of them are similar to some symbolic patterns commonly used by Buddhists, and then painted with gold lacquer.

I knew that the coffins for raising walking corpses and trembling zombies should be painted with gold. Just now, Grandma Long said that this coffin is a ghost, so what is a ghost?
Right above the coffin, a flower bloomed.

This flower looks really ugly, the red one is a bit like a canna, and the leaves are like banana leaves.

As we approached, we could also ask that there seemed to be a smell of corpses in the air. Seeing that the coffin lid was tightly stitched, how could the smell of corpses leak out?

I was wondering, when I saw more than a dozen big men trying to lift the coffin, and spontaneously shouting slogans in unison, "One two, hey! One two, hey."

It can't be lifted at all.

I went, and a dozen people couldn't lift the coffin.

"Why does this coffin feel cold to the touch?" Someone suddenly asked.

Then someone said strangely: "Yes, it's like touching an ice cube, my hands are red from the cold."

I quickly covered the yang fire on my forehead with my hand, only to find that there were strands of black air rising from the coffin. The black air was cold and gloomy, and it was clearly ghost air.

Before I had time to stop everyone, someone had already reminded me, "Don't touch the coffin, there is a ghost in the coffin, it will hurt everyone's health!"

Looking sideways, I saw a group of people wearing white Taoist robes, ringing bells and gongs in their hands, approaching quickly.

But this sentence came a step too late, and everyone who touched the coffin fell to the ground.

Black blood flowed from the corners of these people's mouths, and their bodies twitched a few times before dying.

Carrying the coffin, his hands were black and blue, as if he had been poisoned, but in fact, the ghost energy had invaded his internal organs, and he died suddenly.

I saw this group of men in white flying over, quickly pasted the yellow talisman paper on the coffin, and then quickly pressed a copper coin on the coffin.

"Don't... don't get close to the coffin. The flower on the coffin is the magic flower of the Western Regions, the stinky konjac of the corpse, which can make people hallucinate." Grandma Long shouted in panic because of her knowledge.

But it was too late, this group of people in white robes attacked their companions one after another, and then strangled them to death.

The crowd of onlookers scattered in shock. At this moment, a pale human hand pierced through the thick coffin lid and stretched out from the middle of the coffin.

It should be a woman's hand, wearing an emerald ring, with slender fingers and soft lines.

It's just that the black and blue nails are long and sharp, shining a terrible ghostly light in the dark night.

"Where did Li Yu go?" I looked back and forth, and found that there was no trace of Li Yu, and a layer of sweat formed on my forehead. Li Yu's strength will not be easily injured or disappeared.

Perhaps in our illusion, there is no such thing as Li Yu.

I shouted loudly to Grandma Long: "Grandma Long, are we still hallucinating?"

The stench of corpses in the air was clearly emanating from this ugly big red flower, when I looked at Grandma Long in panic.

The surrounding scenery changed suddenly. I was sitting on the train, and the sun was shining outside the window.

It was a quiet and warm afternoon at four o'clock, and there were no ghostly coffins, no corpse-smelling konjacs.

Li Yu was staring at the newspaper, Grandma Long was snoring like thunder, Yin Zheng curled up in Li Yu's arms obediently, and the little walking corpse stood beside me in a daze.

But the copper coin on my arm is still itching unbearably...

I knew in my heart that whether it was just now or now, one of them must be an illusion, or it will always be an illusion.

So when did the hallucinations start?

When the coffin fell from the mountain.

Or after Yinzheng handed me milk...

No, it should start from how does the stinky konjac make people hallucinate?

No matter how powerful this plant is, it should have hallucinogenic inducements.How can it lull us into hallucinations if it grows only on fallen coffins.

Is it its disgusting taste, or its ugly appearance?
Could it be that when we were inside the train in the afternoon, those of us had already fallen into hallucinations, and there was no coffin falling from the mountain at all.

As if to confirm my thoughts, my gaze unconsciously fell on a suitcase on a luggage rack. On the edge of the suitcase was an ugly big red flower similar to a canna.

Someone brought the stinky konjac onto the train!

(End of this chapter)