Arrogant General Hard To Pursue

On the return trip, it was completely dark, and even the moon hid behind the thick dark clouds.

May be tired, quiet, leaning on her husband's shoulder, drowsy.

Ye Tanmo took Jing Hao in his arms for fear that the bumps of the car would make her feel uncomfortable.

Zheng Lang was also sleepy. He occasionally opened the curtain and saw that it was only dark outside, but he was not accompanied by anyone.

"Ah..."

Suddenly I heard a shrill cry of horror. Jing Hao sat up directly and looked at her husband stunned. It seemed that she didn't understand what had happened.

Zheng Lang directly opened the curtain in front of the car, but the coachman who was just driving didn't know where to go. There seemed to be a blue fire outside.

Following the blue light, ye Tan Mo frowned. What's going on here.

Staring at the blue light carefully, Zheng Lang said, "is that a ghost fire‘ The magic light is shining, and the ghost fire is shining. 'this ghost fire is really there. It is really blue-green. "

Jinghao held her husband tightly in one hand, looked over there and said, "it's not a ghost fire, it's Phosphorous fire."

"What is phosphorous fire?" Zheng Lang didn't understand and asked Mrs. Ye.

Jinghao said, "the so-called 'phosphorous fire' is because human bones contain phosphorus. When phosphorus reacts with water or alkali, it will produce phosphorus oxide. Through the stored heat, it will burn when it reaches the combustion point. Because it is made of phosphorus in bones and requires a certain temperature, this usually occurs in dry tombs in summer, especially in mass graves. "

Zheng Lang looked at Jinghao girl with some surprise. She could know so much.

Ye Tamo said: "in the past, we often encountered this situation in the battlefield. Those lights will follow people."

"When walking, it will drive it to move behind because of the high flow rate and low pressure. Looking back, it's very scary. The color of ghost fire changes with the color of the elements contained in the human body. There are generally three kinds: green, blue and red. If there is a special color, it indicates that there is a lot of red phosphorus in the dead. " Quiet, easy to say.

"And the red one? In fact, the red fire is not surprising. " Zheng Lang said, by the way, how can Jinghao know so much.

They are all basic physical knowledge when they were studying in the past, but Jinghao can only explain what the former master taught in front of the ancients.

What should I do? Zheng Lang looked at Mrs. Ye worried.

Looking at his husband, Jing explained strangely that it's autumn and winter. Although it's dry, the temperature is limited after all. It's strange that there can be "ghost fire" here. If you don't want to mix, you should leave quickly. If you want to find the spontaneous combustion bone.

Ye Tan Mo looked at his wife. Although he was frightened in his eyes, what he couldn't hide was curiosity.

Although Jinghao knows the principle of "phosphorous fire", he has never seen it and always wants to see it.

After thinking for a while, Zheng Lang said, "I don't know if this is a random burial post, but the coachman is gone and I don't know the way."

I can still do this. Jing Hao hurried to see it. As expected, I couldn't find the coachman.

Zheng Lang said that just now he opened the curtain because he heard a cry from his coachman. Now the carriage has stopped and the coachman can't find it.

Looking at the outside indifferently, ye Tanmo said, "lying on the ground."

Hearing this, Zheng Lang leaned out his head, reached for the lantern in front of the car and looked around. Sure enough, he vaguely saw that there seemed to be a man lying on the ground next to the carriage.

Apart from the frightened cry, ye Tamo heard someone fall.

Zheng Lang stared at the coachman and dared not move.

After glancing at the young master, ye Tanmo asked him if he would not save people?

Sighed and said quietly, "forget it, I'm a doctor. Let me go down and have a look."

Seeing Jinghao standing up, ye Tanmo hurried to keep up. This girl can really mix everything.

After getting off the bus, Jinghao was really afraid. He grabbed his husband's corner with one hand and pulled him forward step by step to the place where the coachman fell.

Zheng Lang, who hesitated for a while in the car, followed and stood behind.

Jinghao squatted down because there was no light at all, and the candle stayed in Li Er's house, so he wanted to touch it directly with his hand.

Hold Jinghao in his arms. Ye Tanmo goes directly to Zheng Lang to order him to bring the lantern.

Hearing this, Zheng Lang hurried back to open the lantern fixed on the car, took out the candles and handed them to ye Tamo.

After receiving the candle, ye Tanmo lit up for Jing.

Seeing the coachman's wrist, Jing Hao slowly felt his pulse. He was a little nervous. Won't this man burn a ghost fire in the future?

Feeling that Jing Hao was a little scared, ye Tanmo grabbed Jing Hao's hand and pulled her clothes tightly, only to find that she was already in a cold sweat.

The finger touched the driver's pulse, and Jinghao's mood calmed down.

"Mrs. ye, is he all right?" Zheng Lang asked worried.

Looked up at Zheng Lang, quiet and good, lowered his head, gently sighed and said, "it's all right, just fell." After that, Jinghao pinched the coachman and stood up.

Accompanied his wife to get up, ye Tanmo saw her relaxed face, and his heart was slowly put down.

After the coachman said "ouch" twice on the ground, he slowly stood up.

Seeing that the coachman was all right, Zheng Lang asked him angrily what had happened just now.

The coachman saw the childe and said, "childe, slave, slave saw the ghost fire. He was afraid for a moment, and it was too dark..."

It's really useless. Zheng Lang wanted to say something, but he thought he was from his family after all, and he was scared a lot just now, so he didn't say anything.

After all, it was so late. Ye Tanmo said, "childe Zheng, it's better to hurry back to the city."

Nodding, Zheng Lang asked ye Tanmo and his wife to get on the carriage first, and then get on the bus by themselves. Zheng Lang was worried and asked the driver if he could drive.

Although he was afraid, the coachman didn't want to be punished by the master and insisted on saying "yes".

Since he could, Zheng Lang asked the coachman to drive and leave quickly.

The coachman slowly climbed onto the car and drove on, but he didn't dare to go too fast.

A gust of wind, it seems that there are countless words mixed in the wind.

"When a family goes to hell, who knows how many grievances there are? Tall men have no whole body, and young children have cracks. Where is the noble master, hidden in the bones of humble slaves. A drop of blood, dyed red earth, who pity; I complain, but I don't know who to blame... "

The old and hoarse voice makes people tremble.

"I'm dead. I don't understand my grievances. I hate them. Heaven does not accept, hell does not enter. Ghost, soul, who sings a long song with me and cries the rain... "

Crying replaced complaining. The voice seemed to have infinite resentment and was moving.