Take your sister to catch a ghost

Chapter 145 Dog

During the break, I looked around and found nothing except the dark scene.

There are still about three houses left to be dug. If I can’t dig them out, I’m really going to give up. There’s no way to find them.

Then I looked up the hillside with a flashlight. The hillside was full of trees, none of which were very tall. It was a pine tree, and there were some trees whose names I couldn't name.

It's messy, not as neat as the toon forest in front of this house. After all, the toon forest is artificially planted.

The woods behind the house were densely packed, and it was impossible to see far, and the sight was completely blocked.

Being idle and bored, I picked up a stone on the ground and slammed it towards it. First I heard the rustling sound of hitting the leaves, and then there was a thud when it hit the ground.

I thought it was over like this, but the next voice almost didn't frighten me a bit.

After landing on the ground, there was silence for about a second, and then there was the sound of something running wildly. My scalp numb, and I immediately jumped off the coffin lid, then bent down, and looked over from the bottom of the forest.

Where the flashlight went, there was nothing but tree trunks.

Mostly wild boars, no one has been to this place for a long time, and the wild beasts should have come back.

Let's think about it this way, I patted my chest and sat back on the coffin again.

There was silence everywhere, and the light of my flashlight was surrounded by an endless night. I was like a grain of sand in this night, so small.

Just now, in order to save electricity, I didn't turn on the flashlight, but now I dare not turn off the flashlight.

I suddenly realized that I was still the same person I used to be. I was still afraid of those illusory things. The bravery I showed before was just for Xiaoxi. If she was afraid of me, how could she feel safe?
With no one I think is important around me, the truest feelings buried in my heart will bloom again!

I stared around, the left, right and front were all black, I didn't look behind, I felt unsafe again, so I slowly looked back, not daring to make too much movement, for fear of being discovered by something.

It was still black behind me, I felt relieved, and then swept the flashlight around, I didn't feel it just now, but now I always feel that these tree trunks look like whirling ghosts.

When people have nothing to do, they like to think wildly. When they are in a scary environment, they can't help but simulate various scenes that they think are the scariest, and then they will be simulated by themselves. This is often the case. It was just that the environment was terrible, but I was simulating this terrible environment into a terrifying environment.

I'm the same, sitting here thinking wildly, simulating whether a woman who hanged herself will suddenly appear on the tree trunk in front of me, or a pair of dead people's feet are floating above my head, what's more, what happened in the forest just now? The voice that should not be heard is the run of a 'two-legged sheep' (two-legged sheep are women who were brought to the battlefield by soldiers in ancient times, they abused them at night, killed them and ate their meat during the day).

Shocked by the things I simulated, I shook my body, got down from the coffin, and then mustered up the courage to roar here to break the environment.

After roaring, feeling much better, he put the flashlight on the coffin, and then went to dig it up.

This is the most stupid method, and it is also the only hope at present, otherwise what else?

Heh, some things are just like this. They look extremely simple, but when they are actually done, they cannot be completed at all.

When I was a child in the countryside, I always heard the old people say, don't bend over in the middle of the night, people light candles, ghosts blow lamps!
I looked back at the flashlight, thought for a while, took the flashlight and went to the Toon forest to find some branches that hadn't been wet by the rain, piled them on the ground and burned them.

A flame tens of centimeters high rose up, and I smiled with satisfaction. Even if there are ghosts, it should be a little difficult for you to blow this lamp!
The sound of water on the opposite side, the crackling sound of burning dead wood behind me, the place is finally lively, but I always feel that there is still something wrong.

I looked at the two coffins and remembered, the difference is popularity!
I stared at the coffin, and then hummed the Sutra of Chang Qing Jing said by Taishang Laojun.

The Great Dao has no form, but it gives birth to the heaven and the earth;Husband Taoist: There is clearness and turbidity, there is movement and stillness; the sky is clear and the earth is turbid, the sky is moving and the earth is still.Men are clear and women are turbid, men move and women are quiet.Down to the bottom, and to produce all things.Clearness is the source of turbidity, and movement is the base of stillness.People can always be quiet, and the world will return.The madam is very clear, but her heart is disturbed...

Hum the rhythm to yourself and keep digging here.

When the work was about to be completed, I suddenly heard a snapping sound, as if a branch was being trampled. I stopped immediately and listened, but I only heard the sound of flames and water, plus my own breathing. .

I took a deep breath, it seemed that I was too nervous, turned around and started digging again. In less than a minute, the sound came again. In addition, there was the sound of stepping on the water on the ground. , the voice was not far behind me.

I shook my hand, stopped all movements, and then slowly turned around, only to see a big black dog standing behind me and staring at me.

I breathed a sigh of relief. From the looks of it, it should be a domestic dog that wandered in the forest after being abandoned.

The dog wasn't looking at me at first, but was looking away, and when I looked at it, it focused on me.

I said hello to it, and it took a few steps back vigilantly. After thinking about it, I waved to it again.

Dogs usually bark when they see ghosts, and ghosts are also afraid of dogs. It makes me feel safer when it stays here.

The dog seemed to understand me. As soon as I beckoned, it walked to a eucalyptus tree at the door of this abandoned house, lay down obediently, and showed intimacy in all its movements and expressions.

I looked at it, probably because I haven't seen the owner for a long time, and now I see someone, so I regard me as its owner!
Leaving it alone, I dug up another room, and there were only two left.When you're done digging, call it a day.

The dog has been lying behind me, regardless of the rain in the ground.

Tired of digging, I looked back at it. It was already so thin that it looked pitiful.

I walked towards it with a flashlight, and it kept staring at me. Although it was vigilant, it never left. When I walked in front of it, it suddenly stood up and bared its teeth at me.

It was only after it stood up that I noticed that the place it was lying on had been leveled. If it wasn't done by humans, it was caused by it lying here all year round.

With so many places, why is it so keen on such a place?
"Is this family your master?" I said to it.

I once watched a movie called "The Faithful Dog Hachiko". The protagonist is an Akita dog. In order to wait for its owner, it waited at the train station until it died. Dogs are the most loyal animals to people, and they stay here all year round. , Could it be that it is also waiting for its owner to come back?
By the way, it must be so!

The dog saw that I was not malicious, so he lay back here again.

I stretched out my hand to touch its messy and sparse hair, and it bounced up again, giving me a low warning sound, but it never roared!
"That's all!" I waved my hand, went back to the coffin, took out the stuff I prepared for myself from the backpack, and put it in front of it.

It should be the thing that was running in the woods just now... I frightened it by an unintentional action, and the food should be used as an apology.

I went back to the coffin and rested!

Some wondered, this place is so wide, there are many places where it can shelter from the rain, why choose such a place that can neither shelter from the rain nor the wind?
I couldn't help but looked around it, and beside it, except for a Chinese toon tree, I didn't see anything else.

The dog's gaze was not entirely on me. I observed it, and what it saw most were the branches directly above it.

I suddenly remembered the layout of the house's "Mars Trailing" and jumped up in shock.

(End of this chapter)