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- In Rongcheng, in the middle of the night, several nightingale calls were faintly heard from Changsong Temple Cemetery.
A young man in his thirties was walking in front of rows of tombstones.
If you cover your right eye and touch your left eyelid with saliva, you can see a four or five-year-old boy walking next to this young man.
The young man murmured to himself: "Pull the big saw, pull the big saw, and sing a big show in front of grandma's house. Pick up the girl, invite the son-in-law, and the little baby will also go"
Following the young people¡¯s nursery rhymes, the little boy beside him jumped lightly, grinning with his little mouth open.
After finishing the nursery rhyme, the middle-aged man also walked to a tombstone.
He looked up at the sky. The moon was setting in the west. It was already midnight.
"Baby, good night! Dad will come to sing to you tomorrow!" As he said that, he leaned down, kissed the cold tombstone, and then turned around.
The little boy who was happy just now became a little frightened. He hugged the young man's legs tightly and wanted to keep him for a while.
"It's a pity that he was so weak that like a gust of wind, his thin body passed through Dad's body.
In the end, the young man reluctantly walked towards the cemetery management office.
The little boy¡¯s big watery eyes kept watching the man disappear, and then he leaned forward and disappeared into the tomb niche.
"Zhu Yifan, is this the place you promised me to end up?" When I opened my eyes from the underworld to the sun, I never expected that I would end up in a cemetery.
Zhu Yifan grinned and said: "Master, I'm sorry, I calculated the location wrong. Who made this place so dark and suitable for souls to land! But don't worry, I'm familiar with this place. This is Changsong Temple Cemetery, my grandfather, and me. Grandpa¡¯s grandfather is buried here. We can return to the city after walking for an hour!¡±
Originally, entering Yang was a piece of cake for me, and I could appear wherever I wanted.
But Zhu Yifan insisted on showing what he had learned and vowed to tell me that he would directly locate us both in his paper-making shop. I actually believed him, and ended up going straight to the cemetery
It¡¯s funny to think about a person and a soul appearing in a cemetery in the middle of the night.
"Master, please calm down. If you walk for an extra hour, treat it as a trip Hehe."
"Bah, who comes to visit the cemetery?" I rolled my eyes at Zhu Yifan and said, "You are still a good man."
I was disgusted with everything when I suddenly heard a gust of wind blowing by, and the paper money with square holes scattered in the cemetery began to fly.
In the distance, a plume of smoke rose in front of an old tombstone, and then, a vague ghostly figure flashed out.
This soul shadow seems to be a few years old, and the blue light around it shimmers like a halo, which shows that he has some cultivation.
This ghost figure is tall and thin, with a drooped neck, wearing a red shroud, swaying, a bit like a shadow puppet, but the passing wind shows that this guy is not an ordinary kid, he is full of fierceness.
"Master, look!" When Zhu Yifan saw the ghost, he immediately went to touch Duan Gong's whip.
I shook my head and whispered: "Shut your mouth and control your masculinity. I want to see what this guy is going to do."
Generally speaking, people buried in cemeteries will have a smoother reincarnation. Only those mass graves are prone to evil spirits. Even if there are some souls in the cemetery, it is often because they are not old enough, or they died innocently, and they need to wait for the summons. Therefore, this evil ghost that suddenly appeared aroused my interest.
"But seeing this red-clothed "shadow man" standing in the middle of the cemetery, he suddenly turned around, and a big pale face suddenly appeared. This guy blew hard at the cemetery roads that extended in all directions, and saw waves of air wrapped in white frost sweeping in all directions.
"Bang! Bang! Bang"
The airflow hitting the tombstones was like a messy knock on the door, causing the tombstones to sway.
"Come out, my children!" This shrouded ghost seemed to have a piece of 24k old phlegm stuck in his throat, and his voice was hoarse and creepy.
Immediately afterwards, the tombstones sprouted like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and ghost mist emerged one after another, and ghost figures wandered out of the tomb niches.
For a moment, the dark wind began to howl in the cemetery that had been quiet just now.
The old ghost in the shroud moved his hands around, and the dead souls that emerged cautiously moved towards the old ghost.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As a rule, these souls of the dead, without exception, flicked away their hands, and a gleam of starlight was in their palms.
"moonmagnificent! Zhu Yifan whispered.
Yes, this is Yuehua, the essence absorbed by the souls of the dead during the full moon. It is a must-have for ascension.
"Be good, my children!"
The old ghost laughed playfully and passed by. This guy took away all the moonlight in the hands of these ghosts with a clear conscience.
There were a total of forty or fifty ghosts, but not a single one resisted. They all hung their heads cowardly, like ducks waiting to be slaughtered.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, starting and ending. Even in this ghost world, the weak and the strong are indispensable. There is no doubt that this old ghost has been dominating here for a long time, and these little ghosts are just new souls waiting for reincarnation here, so even the pitiful moonlight has been taken away by him!
"Shameless thing!" Zhu Yifan muttered and went to get the male whip again.
I glared at him and whispered: "Wait a minute, don't you feel it? There are still people alive in this cemetery!"
"Isn't that the young man just now? He looks like a cemetery administrator!"
"It doesn't seem like it!" I whispered: "The aura I feel is very upright and has a Taoist aura."
Just as he was speaking, the old ghost in shroud suddenly turned around. Han Xing glanced at the ghost bush and said gloomily: "That's not right, one baht of moonlight is missing. You little guys, still want to hide it from me? Do you deserve to live?" Are you impatient?"
The group of sneaks suddenly trembled with fear. Someone in the middle was probably frightened and said hastily: "Go back to grandpa, the little devil over there hasn't come out yet"
"Oh? Haha, you didn't tell me that I didn't care, but this little thing dared not come out to see me!" The old ghost in the shroud turned his head, looked at the tombstone filled with flowers and said solemnly: "Go to these two guys, put that Drag me the little thing."
At this time, a female spirit who looked like a woman said cautiously: "Grandpa, please spare him a moonlight today. The little baby was less than six years old when he died, less than half a year old, and there was still more than a year left before the day of attraction. He didn't He can breathe out Yin Qi. If there is no moonlight, he may not be able to attract people"
"Shut up! When was it your turn to teach me how to do things?" Old Ghost Shroud shouted angrily: "In this land, I am the only king. Every inch of moonlight here belongs to me, and the moonlight must belong to me. , as for his life and death, what does it have to do with me? Go and get him out for me." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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