Inherit the family's old shop

Chapter 68 The Whip in the Wind
I covered my face with one hand, almost squinted my eyes and walked out. I was dizzy because of fear and anxiety. I didn't know until I went out that I didn't wear shoes, and the pine and cypress branches were tied to my feet. Eyes, as if stepping on the tip of a needle, but at this time, I really don't have the heart to go back and put on my shoes again. After leaving the room, I don't have the courage to go in again.

It was a dark, dark night, and I turned around and looked around here. After looking around, I felt bad again. There was no way, to be precise, I couldn’t find the way I came here. .

Originally, this adobe house was on the edge of the pine and cypress forest, but now I look at it, the adobe house seems to be inside the pine and cypress forest. Looking around, there are pine trees with hideous and staggered crowns. , plus a layer of cypress trees that look like shadows, among which are all kinds of graves, empty and weird, with endless trees and graves that can't be seen at a glance, it is an indescribable trembling. In this forest, it feels as if I have been abandoned by the whole world.

I looked at the row upon row of pines and cypresses in the distance, and a patch of pines and cypresses looked far away, reflecting the scattered tombs, and there were many ghostly shadows. I was stunned for several minutes, helpless, and worried about this piece. The pine and cypress trees sandwiched the grave bag, and I laughed uncontrollably, "My fate is evil. This is another encounter!"

Ghost hitting the wall. My first thought was that I met a ghost hitting the wall.

However, being in this messy graveyard, and with my extremely weak life, it is not uncommon for a ghost to hit the wall. I feel at this moment that if my life If you don't encounter something, something is really wrong.

"Go, you have to go, try to see if there is a way out, but if you stay here, you can only wait for death!" I dragged my useless leg and took a step.

Looking up at the sky, it was so dark that it seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist. Not to mention the moon, I couldn’t even see a star. Although I don’t know much, I still know a few constellations in the sky , but because there are no stars, even looking at a constellation has become a luxury.

I dragged my legs and walked forward, passing by tombs. In front of the tombs, there were some stone tablets with the tomb of a certain martyr written on them. I don’t know how many years the stone tablet has experienced wind and rain. It's blurred.

At this time, I didn't even bother to admire these revolutionary martyrs. I stepped on the ground step by step, just like stepping on the tip of a needle. I didn't need to look to know that my feet were already bloody. It's all dark and misty. I know this piece of pine and cypress forest is not small, but it seems that there is no end. Trapped in this messy grave.

At this time, a gust of north wind whirled again and blew towards the trees. The sound sounded like ghosts screaming, and the howling of ghosts and wolves was ear-piercing. Like the mulberry forest, it keeps turning around, but it feels like it can't get to the end no matter how you go.

I will think of the words of Chen Hanbiao, peeing, peeing can break the ghost wall, last time it was because people messed up the ghosts and it didn't work, but this time it was definitely not made by anyone. I gritted my teeth and didn't care about the martyrs Admiration, compared to the moral concepts that are put on the face, I really feel that life is the most important at this time.

I was urinating right in front of me, and I murmured in my heart, I can’t break it all at once, at least give me some ideas, even if it’s just looking at a little light, looking at such a little bit of hope, but my idea As soon as it came out, the fact that was in front of my eyes still appeared.

There is no light in the front, but there seems to be light not far behind, but the light not only does not make people feel at ease, but it makes me feel a bit stunned, mother, there are a few pinches of phosphorous fire coming out from behind, to put it bluntly It is the faint green will-o'-the-wisp.

I froze for a moment, watching the clusters of will-o'-the-wisps growing more and more, and seeing the wind drift towards me. As I came over by myself, I'm afraid that even the bones were chilly.

As soon as I saw this posture, I ran forward without saying a word. It was a run, but with a broken leg and pine needles under my feet, my speed was basically the same as climbing. I looked back from time to time. With one glance, I watched the clusters of green flames rushing towards me like crazy, what does this mean? Could it be that my peeing caused trouble? It means to kill me Burned.

In just three to two minutes, I ran all the way, but this way, there were more and more green flames behind me. I turned my head and looked, and the green flames were almost burning my buttocks. But when he was in a hurry, he stepped on the ground and rolled in a circle on the ground with a somersault.

At this time, I turned my head and saw a patch of green things surrounding me. I said it was a will-o’-the-wisp, but I couldn’t feel any warmth. On the contrary, it was cold and swishing cold when it touched my body. It's like falling into an ice cellar.

I screamed, almost rolling and crawling to move forward, but at this moment, I felt that my whole body suddenly became much heavier, and when I stood up, I was directly pressed down.

My scalp went numb all of a sudden, what does this mean, are you really going to leave me here, I screamed, rolled on the ground and crawled forward, I am afraid that this posture is worse than a dog, that green The faint flame sticks to my body and sticks to my face, and I feel like I am plunged into a faint green sea of ​​flames. I am crazy, completely crazy. I desperately beat the phosphorous fire on my body. The gloomy coolness is more terrifying than the fire. I feel like I am being pulled by many hands forcibly. I am afraid that it is really going to drag me to death in this ghost place.

At this moment, in the pine and cypress forest where the north wind was blowing, there seemed to be a few cries of old fringes, but it didn't sound like it after listening carefully. The sound was somewhat like laughter, and the It was a miserable, cold laugh.

But at this time, I didn't have the time to taste whether it was the old quail's cry or someone's smile. What I wanted was to escape, even rolling and crawling, and I felt my whole body getting colder and colder. This will-o'-the-wisp is full of yin , sticking to the human body for a long time, I am afraid that even if it is not dead, it will be half disabled, and [-]% to [-]% of a life has already been lost.

My body is getting colder and colder, and even the useless leg has long been numb and has no feeling. This is the time when all thoughts are lost. I gritted my teeth and crawled twice. On the ground, it felt like a big mountain was pressing on my back, not to mention climbing, I couldn't even move. At this time, I suddenly felt that my consciousness was beginning to blur, and my eyelids seemed to be glued. No matter how you open it, you can't open it.

"Papa." Two loud whips, that shrill cry, no. It should be called laughter, the two whips shocked me, and my brain woke up for a moment. Pay close attention, although it sounds a bit like the call of an old fringe, but I can vaguely hear it clearly, it must be the laughter of something.

What surprised me even more was that the two sounds of the whip, Mang Shan hitting the ghost whip, sounded surprisingly similar to the previous two sounds.

The laughter came from far to near, with the north wind like howling ghosts and wolves, it seemed to be heard very close, but suddenly it seemed to be running far away.

I opened it desperately, and stretched my hands forward. Although I am not sure if there is someone, let alone whether it is an enemy or a friend, but at this almost desperate time, even a grassroots It is an instinct, a desire to survive, to be grasped tightly.

I desperately opened my mouth, "Help...help me save me!"

The sound of the wind was rushing, and the intermittent words that I tried my best dissipated in the wind powerlessly. Sometimes despair may be as simple as that. When the last straw is broken, the idea is also broken.

(End of this chapter)