Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits

It was a dark and windy night, and the peaceful hillside was infested with heavy nights. Trees and wild grasses fell asleep quietly in the moonlight. Except for occasional small creatures such as hares stepping across the grass, it was almost unheard Except for the snore, almost no other sounds were heard. Bayi Chinese Network W≈W ≠ W =. = 8 = 1≥Ｚ ≠ W≥. ≈C≤O≥M≈

"Anchorage." The man stood up in sorrow and banged the front cover of the car. At the same time, he looked very puzzled. "But it doesn't make sense. I checked it. The tires were not broken and the motivation was good. Why did I break down?"

At this moment, the window of the car slowly shook down, and a middle-aged woman leaned out her head. "Is the mountain road too steep and the tire stuck in it?"

"No." The man mumbled indistinctly. "Maybe something is wrong with the car."

"Have you called a trailer?" The woman asked again.

"Called, but they won't be able to come until dawn." The man said disappointed. "Unlucky, why are you stuck in this kind of bird not **** in the middle of the night?"

As soon as the woman wanted to comfort the man a few more words, the sharp voice of a little girl came out of the car.

"Dad, it's cold outside. Come up first."

He seemed slightly relieved to hear his daughter's voice. Nodded, put down the tools in his hand, ready to get in the car.

But just as he was about to pull the car door, his motion stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong?" The woman asked inexplicably.

"It's okay ... I just feel like I just heard something strange." The man said in doubt.

"Can it be any animal?" The girl asked. "We must be in the mountains if there are animals."

"Maybe." The man said vaguely, as if still uneasy, "I'll go and see. In case there is a wolf or something on this wild mountain, it's troublesome."

The man then left the car and walked towards the source of the strange sound he thought.

At the foot was soft ground, on both sides were silent trees and weeds. The moon hangs high in the sky, no matter how you look at it, there is nothing special about it.

The man was relieved and felt that he must have thought too much. He shook his head and was ready to turn back.

Just then, the man heard a very strange voice.

The deep, heavy breathing sound was mixed with several nose sprays.

The voice was very close to him, just behind him, not more than a centimeter from his waist.

The cold hair on the man's body stood up, then looked back—

"what--!!!"

The scream was heard clearly by the mother and daughter who were still in the car.

"It's dad!" The little girl cried, and said, she wanted to pull the door and run.

"Don't go on!" The mother's instincts prevented the little girl's impulsive behavior, and the woman took her daughter in her arms and hid in the car trembling.

They soon noticed something was wrong. No wind came in, but the leaves of grass and trees kept moving. Then, there were black shadows passing by in the dark, a black shadow ... maybe a few black shadows shuttled between trees and grasses, although it was impossible to see what they looked like, those black shadows were moving towards It's getting closer here.

"Don't come, don't come ..." The mother hugged her child, closed her eyes and prayed silently, wondering if the **** really heard her prayer, and after a while, it really became quiet outside. Come down.

The mother carefully raised her head, and nothing was born outside the window, and the vegetation stopped shaking.

"Are they gone?" The little girl asked timidly.

When the mother was relieved, she just wanted to answer her daughter. suddenly! The glass of the car window was completely broken by a sharp claw. The huge sharp claw caught the woman mercilessly. Before the woman had time to scream, the heart was pierced by the sharp claws and blood splattered. It has to be full of windows.

A big green eye looked through the car window, dripping slowly, and finally looked at the little girl in the car.

"what----!!!"

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It has been weeks since I returned to school from Beining. My life is getting closer and smoother. I have lessons and lessons every day, busy with lessons and homework. I have time to go shopping with Shi Yitong and Su Xiaoyi when they have time on the weekend. Because I was forced to cultivate a dressing aesthetic by my mother from a young age, Su Xiaoyi was very willing to buy clothes with me. It was just pitiful for Shi Yitong. From beginning to end, he was a pick-and-roll job. Helping his goddess to take this and take that was a pain.

I take the time to go to the old house at least once a week, but Wen Jiubai doesn't seem to have any commission recently, just to see the sick and sell medicine every day. If there are too many guests, he will simply hang a "rest" wooden sign at the door with his temper, and then nest in the main house to play his game qualifying. Bai, a weasel with ADHD, often runs around. It is said that he was kicked out of his household broom a few days ago for stealing someone else's wine. Not only that, he ran to my school if he was fine, so that the whole class now knew that I had a white weasel as a pet.

However, life is still smooth, and in a blink of an eye it is near November. This is the time when we have been looking forward to the junior high school trip.

Academic travel is a tradition of Yancheng University. Only freshmen can enjoy it. It is a school-supported trip. Of course, you can't go too far or too beautiful, just climb mountains and swim around Yancheng, and you will be given a bunch of homework when you travel. However, even a lot of homework can not dispel the students' enthusiasm for traveling and lodging. Everyone is talking about this trip eagerly in these days.

"It seems to be going to Wuyishan!"

"How is that possible? The school won't let us go that far."

"What, I overheard at the door of the class teacher's office. Say we are going to Guilin!"

"Don't drive your train full mouth. I heard it's going to Xiaoyao Mountain. Isn't it very close there?"

"Ah, you guys didn't talk about a reliable one. I told you, the class teacher said he was going to the beach!"

At this moment, the classroom door was pushed open, and the discussion in the classroom immediately stopped, and everyone looked forward to the class teacher very much.

Our head teacher is a woman in her forties, wearing glasses and very capable. She put her textbook on the podium, cleared her throat, and said,

"Although classes have already started, I know that you are all concerned about academic travel. Today the leader has just given a notice, and I will inform you immediately. First of all, the time for the tour to gather is at 2:30 on this Saturday, Everyone must be on time to our school gate, the school bus at three o'clock. If you can't catch up, you won't be taken. Did you hear me? "