The eldest daughter was chased and killed, crying at the wrong grave. I climbed out to correct her

With that cold voice.

The cement bag of the tomb gradually cracked.

Finely crushed stones were shaken off the concrete graves.

The wind is gusting.

The rough palm grabbed the tombstone in front of the grave bag, and pressed with the palm of the hand.

A tall figure slowly crawled out of the grave.

Lin Xingruo's eyes widened and he forgot to breathe.

The little boy next to her, who was blindfolded and carrying a steel pipe, suddenly screamed.

Took a few steps back.

And wait for the yin wind to subside ......

Lin Xinghua saw the figure in front of him clearly.

It was a tall young man, standing next to the grave.

The complexion on his body is blue-gray, and he is obviously not a normal person.

He was dressed in a tattered military uniform, without a hat, and had large patches of skin on his upper body, naked.

It's just that the bare skin is mostly scarred.

On the left shoulder, there were several penetrating wounds that looked like bullets, and blood was running down the wounds.

On the right shoulder, the flesh is blurred, and there are iron shrapnel that has pierced into the flesh, and even Sensen's white bones can be seen.

On the neck, there are large burn marks.

The only thing that is still well preserved is the face.

It was a very delicate cheek, in his twenties.

Only a pair of eyes, with an indescribable ferocity.

It's just that those fierce eyes are looking down at their palms at the moment, and there is a trace of confusion in their eyes.

"Six-zero-four heights, taken?"

"The side of the heights is full of guns and tanks...... I should have died, was I killed by a plane, or was I killed by a shell?"

the tall young man frowned.

Then he looked up again at the girl opposite.

"I heard your voice......

"You called me by my name, and called me great-grandpa!"

"I do have a wife, but we just got married, and we separated, her surname is Li, her name is Li Zhifei, she studied at Jiangnan Girls' School, she is very powerful, and she is also very beautiful......"

Lin Xinghua's brain was still down.

She looked like she had run into another ghost.

But this ghost, unlike the little boy, actually made her feel a little kind.

Her voice trembled, but it was almost instinctive.

"My great-grandmother, my name is Li Zhifei......" The

young man who crawled out of the grave was stunned for a moment.

He seemed to have thought of something.

He grinned, and the smile was first cheerful, then bitter.

"That's right...... It turned out to be like this...... "

Little girl, if you are really my great-granddaughter, then I have to correct you, you girl, you are crying on the wrong grave......" "

That's not my grave!"

Lin Xinghua turned his head a little embarrassed.

Only then did I see that the tombstone she was leaning on was written.

"The Tomb

of the Martyr Lin Hui!"

And the tombstone in front of the grave that the young man climbed out was engraved with the ...... "Tomb of the Martyr Lin Qiu"!

Lin Xinghua, the mood at this moment is extremely complicated.

She was a little embarrassed ......

But more than that, it's shocking.

Who knows,

family members?

I was chased by a ghost and ran into the martyrs' cemetery, and as a result, my great-grandfather crawled out of the grave.

He climbed out and even if he cried, he also said that I cried on the wrong grave.

And at this moment, it is not only Lin Xing's painting ...... that is shocked

She was just though embarrassed.

But the mobile phone she used for live broadcasting in her hand has never been interrupted.

And at this moment, the number of people in the live broadcast room has more than doubled compared to when she ran away just now.

There were more than 80 people.

The barrage is even more flying.

"The script, I can see it, this is definitely the script...... It's

all fake, all demons and monsters are fake!"""I knew that I was chased by a ghost and ran to the martyr's cemetery, yes!, heh, little boy, you want to harm my wife, you are arrogant, chased into the martyr's cemetery, you are unpredictable!"

"

In the past three years, the supernatural anchor has watched many young and old, and in the live broadcast room, it is not that he has never seen weird! But this is the first time I have seen this situation.

"Looking at the anchor's expression, it doesn't look like acting...... It is recommended to check

Wanping Road!""

There are rumors of evil ghosts haunting Wanping Road, which has been circulating for almost a year, and I have sent a private message to my wife asking her not to go, but she just won't listen......! You must not have an accident!"

......

And just when the barrage in the live broadcast room was in full swing.

The ghost boy who had just retreated was furious again.

His expression contorted, and he hissed sharply.

"You ...... Are you ignoring me?" "

I hate it the most, others ignore me!"

"Why, ignore me."

He screamed as he raised the iron rod in his hand and smashed it towards Lin Xingruo's head.

But at this moment, a big blue-gray hand grabbed the steel pipe.

Lin Qiu's eyes flashed a touch of blood red.

The steel pipe was twisted and bent in his hand.

This scene frightened the ghost boy back again.

But at the same time, he slammed into Lin Xingruo.

The forearm bent back and directly strangled Lin Xingruo's slender and white neck!

"Don't come here!!"

"You despicable brutes." "

You should coax me, play with me, you should agree to all my requests, you are all my slaves......"

But the ghost boy's screams were not over......

His voice stopped abruptly......

A

slap in the face of the ghost boy.

The slap was extremely forceful.

The ghost boy's head flew out directly.

Smashed on a pine tree on the side.

Fuchsia blood splattered.

The blood even splattered onto Lin Xinghua's face.

But the blood was quickly steaming, leaving only a faint mark of purple red on her fair face.

At the same time, Lin Qiu's hoarse voice came.

"In the new Great Xia, there is no slave !!,"

"We have fought for many years before we ushered in the liberation of

the people!"

"The feudal landlords and magnates who oppressed the people must be overthrown." "

The wind!

The wind blows

,

......

Lin Qiu slowly withdrew his slap.

And the body of the ghost boy with the severed head.

also slowly let go of the strangled Lin Xinghua.

But at this moment.

The head of the ghost boy who rolled down to the side let out a strange scream again.

Only this time the cry was full of horror, and there was a cry in the voice.

"You hit me...... Woowoo...... How

dare you hit me?"

"My mom and dad don't dare beat me!"

"I'm going to kill you...... I'm going to kill you. Accompanied

by the boy's cry.

His headless body moved again.

The body turned, first picked up the steel pipe on the ground, then turned around, and ran towards the place where the head was.

This scene frightened Lin Xinghua's face pale.

She had never seen anything like it.

Lin Qiu turned his head indifferently, he raised his hand and patted Lin Xinghua's head.

"Don't be afraid! Imperialist aircraft and artillery can't defeat us, cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, let alone ......"

Lin Xingruo was stunned for a moment, the big hand above her head felt cold to the touch, but it was strange, which made her feel a warmth in her heart.

And at the same time...... Outside the Spark Cemetery.

A police car rushed to ...... outside the cemetery

In the police car, there were three people in total.

Except for the policewoman who drove the car, she wore a police uniform.

The other two were not wearing police uniforms.

A middle-aged man, wearing a round hat, round sunglasses, and a long shirt and horse coat, looks like an erhu under an overpass.

The other is an underage girl, the girl is wearing a Taoist robe, holding a gossip plate in her hand, and carrying an iron sword behind her back!

At this moment, the girl, in the police car, her eyes are full of excitement.

"This is it...... That Class C scourge is !! right here."