Holy Bone

Chapter 492 The raccoon cat!Grey Fairy!Red cloth bag!Shout out to the soul!Butcher shop owner!
Jin An turned around sharply, tightly clenched the feather duster as the only self-defense weapon in his hand.

Although holding a feather duster for self-defense always feels a bit weird.

He approached cautiously in the direction of the sound. In the dark back hall, there was a coffin quietly placed. The lid of the coffin was covered with cinnabar ink fountain lines for suppressing evil, and a yellow talisman was pasted on each side of the head and tail.

Jin An's pupils shrank nervously.

At this time, a gray-haired fairy who was very hungry and skinny ran out from nowhere, and was jumping on the coffin lid and gnawing on the coffin boards to fill his stomach.

Good guy.

The cinnabar ink fountain thread on the coffin lid has been gnawed to pieces by that damned mouse. Its mother must have never taught it what it means to save food, and it gnawed the coffin lid to the east and west.

At this time, even fools know that there must be terrible things buried in this coffin, and the terrible things in the coffin must not be allowed to escape. Jin An hurriedly ran to the side of the coffin in three steps at a time, raised the feather duster in his hand and To get rid of mice.

But Big Gray Immortal was even more vigilant than Jin An. It pricked up its ears and listened vigilantly, then turned and ran away. There was a meowing sound that was very scary at night, and a raccoon cat jumped out of nowhere from some dark corner. To the coffin lid rushed empty.

Just when the civet cat wanted to continue chasing the mice, a corner of the tightly covered coffin was thrown open, and a blue-gray human hand grabbed the civet cat by its hind legs and dragged it into the coffin.

Boom!
The coffin board was heavily closed, and the cat's screams only sounded halfway, and then stopped abruptly.

Jin An, who saw this scene the whole time, his muscles tensed up. He didn't show off his strength at this moment, but chose to turn around and run away, wanting to escape to the front hall and open the door to escape from the Fushou shop.

There was a sound of screaming and piercing the air behind him, as if a heavy object had hit him. Fortunately, Jin An had a strong mentality. Although he became an ordinary person in the ghost mother's nightmare, he was courageous and calm in situations. He didn't turn his head to look behind him in horror, but rolled on the ground to avoid the sound of cracking air behind him.

boom!
A heavy coffin board weighing hundreds of kilograms slammed on the door wall like a door board, blocking the only curtain passage leading to the front hall.

Ah--

A ghostly gasp came from the coffin, and white cold air was spit out from the coffin, which was exactly the sound of people panting heard a few times before.

Jin An knew very well that what the ghost breathed out was the breath of corpses held in the belly of the corpse after death, so he quickly held his breath to prevent himself from inhaling the highly poisonous corpse breath, and calmly stood up quickly and ran down the stairs to On the second floor of Fushou Store, he planned to escape by jumping out of the window on the second floor of Fushou Store.

Just a few steps down the stairs, the rows of shelves in the back hall were smashed to pieces. It was the dead buried in the coffin chasing after them.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
There were repeated crashes at the top of the stairs, and the dead man couldn't jump up the stairs despite trying several times, and was always blocked on the first step.

The folks have the custom of setting the threshold very high, because the old people think that this can prevent those who died violently from turning up and hurting others.It can not only prevent the jumping corpses outside from entering the house in the middle of the night to hurt people, but also prevent the dead people in the coffin from running out and hurting people when they are in the mourning hall.

Although the dead man buried in the coffin was nourished with yin qi after drinking the cat's blood, and made a fuss about cheating the corpse, it was still trapped by the stairs at this time and could not jump up the stairs.

Although Jin An could vaguely see that the jumping corpse could not come up in the dark, he did not dare to relax his vigilance. He hurriedly ran up to the second floor. After roughly identifying a direction in the dark, he slammed open and hung A locked wooden door.

Before he had time to look at what was in the room on the second floor, he ran directly to the window sill of the room, rolled and relieved his strength, and managed to escape to the street outside.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Jin An breathed desperately in his chest. It had been a long time since he had escaped so desperately with an ordinary physique, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Although the experience just now was short, Jin An's muscles and nerves were tense to the extreme. If he reacted a little slower or hesitated when running, he would be lifted into the coffin.

If you want to kill someone in this world, you don't have to stab your heart with a knife or open your head with a brick. Brain death is also a way of death.So even if no one told him what would happen if he died in this horrible nightmare, Jin An could guess that there would never be any good results.

Jin An took a few deep breaths on the spot, and after regaining some physical strength, he didn't dare to stay in this empty and quiet street without anyone, and wanted to find a safe hiding place again.

There is no sun or moon in this place, only blood-colored thick clouds, and even the bluestone brick pavement on the street is covered with a strange bloody light. Before Jin An took a few steps, he saw a red cloth bag at a crossroads. Looks like someone dropped it by accident?

After all, Jin An is not Chu Ge.

When he saw the red cloth bag dropped at the intersection, instead of going to pick it up, he seemed to have seen something taboo, so he resolutely returned the same way.

In rural areas, old people often talk to young people about taboos about walking at night:

For example, don't walk from the graveyard at night;

Do not wear red clothes or red shoes when going out at night;
If you hear someone calling your name behind you at night, don't turn around and answer;

Don't be startled or sweaty during strenuous exercise at night, as yin flourishes and yang declines at night, too much sweating can easily weaken yang qi;
Do not walk with your heels off the ground at night, such as laughing, playing and running around;

Also, don’t just pick up things on the side of the road to take home at night, especially don’t pick up things wrapped in red cloth. Red cloth can both ward off evil spirits and attract evil spirits. The little ghost who was abandoned by others wanted to find another unlucky home for the little ghost...

There are many folk rumors like this, which are all the experience accumulated by the older generation for several generations, more than ten generations.

People who have not met do not believe in evil, and those who accidentally meet are dead.

Another eerie bloody night, another deserted intersection, and another red cloth wrapped in it, Jin An would not bet on whether the red cloth was a little ghost, he had just escaped from a dead body, and he didn't want to be stalked by the little ghost again superior.

Jin An passed by Fushou shop cautiously, since he escaped from Fushou shop, the shop has returned to calm, only the dark windows pushed open on the second floor can make people feel palpitations.

He walked past the Fushou store, and walked towards another street at the next intersection, but before he reached the intersection, he saw a crooked old man with a gray face on the side of the road, squatting on the side of the road and burning paper money in a copper basin , There are several bowls of raw rice on the side of the copper basin, and the raw rice is covered with a few slices of fat meat and a stick of incense.

The crooked old man was burning paper money, and sentimentally called a few people's names in his mouth.

The crooked old man's dialect accent was very heavy, and Jin An couldn't understand everything the other person said, and could only understand a few sporadic sentences, such as repeating "Shifan, Shifan" over and over again...

Jin An was startled with a surprised expression.

This dialect accent is a bit like Zhuang or vernacular?

If this is really the place where the ghost mother grew up, doesn't it mean... this ghost mother is still a cousin from Guangxi?
Just when Jin An was stunned, he saw that the fire in the brazier suddenly became stronger, and the paper money in the brazier began to burn faster, and even the bowls of raw rice and fatty meat slices were quickly moldy, and the surface was quickly covered with pine flower-like spots. Disgusting and moldy, the incense sticks on the dead man's meal are also burning faster.

Jin An had already seen that the old man was shouting for his soul, but now he has become an ordinary person, and ordinary people who have not opened their eyes cannot see those dirty things.

Suddenly, the crooked old man turned his head and waved at Jin An, showing a mouthful of rotten black and yellow teeth. Jin An's body tensed up. This old man must have eaten human flesh!

Because the rotten black and yellow teeth are one of the characteristics of frequent cannibalism!

Jin'an could see that there was something wrong with the crooked old man, he didn't want to pay attention to him, and wanted to leave here, but he found that his body was out of control, as if he was being shouted to his soul, or as if being pressed by a ghost, unable to move.

The smile on the crooked old man's face became more and more fake, with a fake smile on his face, he waved at Jin An and repeated his words over and over again. Jin An listened for a while before he understood the dialect of the other party, the old man kept repeating in dialect Ask him if he has eaten...

At this time, Jin An found that his eyes began to involuntarily turn to the raw rice on the ground, and a desire surged in his heart, he wanted to grab food from the dead!
He knew very well that it was the old man who was playing tricks. At this time, he was as if he was being pressed by a ghost, and his body could not move. He fought hard, struggled desperately, and wanted to regain control of his opponent's feet.

The more Jin An struggled, the more fake the smile on the crooked old man squatting on the side of the road screaming, as if he had already eaten Jin An, showing his black and yellow rotten teeth.

Jin An felt a little regretful at this time, and felt that going to pick up the red cloth bag before might not have been the worst outcome. At least the little ghosts would not harm people as soon as they came up. Only when you are tired of playing will you kill people. It will not be like the situation in front of you. The old man wants to eat human flesh as soon as he comes up.

What the hell has this ghost mother been through!
Are the dead people, little ghosts, and cannibalistic old men here really all her personal experiences?If this is the case, why let them go through these past encounters again?

Just as Jin An was still desperately resisting and regaining control of his body, suddenly, on the quiet and deserted street, distant footsteps sounded, and the footsteps were coming this way.

I don't know what's so strange about the sound of these footsteps. When the old man heard the change of expression behind him, he gave Jin'an a vicious look in his heart. The next moment, he hurried into the room behind him with a brazier and dead food. close the door.

With the disappearance of the crooked old man, the pressure on Jin An's body was also instantly relieved. At this moment, he was cornered and had no choice but to run back again.

The footsteps behind him were still approaching, and it sounded far away before, but in the blink of an eye, it seemed that they had come near the intersection. Just when Jin An was gritting his teeth and was about to break into a room to escape, suddenly, a butcher shop opposite the Fushou shop Baodian opened a door abruptly, Jin An was pulled into the room by the proprietress, and then closed the door again.

The meat bun shop was dark, there was no light on, and there was an inexplicable faint strange smell in the darkness. Before Jin An could resist, his mouth was covered by the proprietress of the meat bun shop.

The landlady's hands are cold.

Full of greasy meaty smell.

Like the hands of a person who has been chopping meat for stuffing all year round, there is always a meaty smell that cannot be washed off.

At this time, the empty street outside the door was exceptionally quiet, everything was quiet, only the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer was left.

Just when Jin An and the proprietress were holding their breaths nervously, the footsteps were approaching the intersection, and then quickly walked away, without entering the street.

Hearing the sound of footsteps walking away, the proprietress who had been covering Jin'an's mouth and nose was very cold in her hand, and then let go. Jin An quickly took a few deep breaths. The smell of meat from the proprietress' hands was too offensive. I almost sent him away just now.

At this moment, the proprietress of the butcher's bun shop took out a fire pocket and lit an oil lamp on the table. Jin'an finally had the opportunity to look at the butcher's bun shop full of strange smells and the proprietress who saved his life just now.

(End of this chapter)