Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

Lin Huai "..." for a while, and then heard Chu Tianshu say: "Wait a while until night, let's go out with a **** to rob the tomb."

"Do you have to be in such a hurry?" Lin Huai put his hand in his trouser pocket.

"If you go later, the corpse will rot." Chu Tianshu said, "If you go earlier, you can see fresher corpses, which is convenient for autopsy. Speaking of which, I'm also very curious about the small grave bag. I was in a hurry before. I didn't have time to take a closer look..."

The plans for the first night were made so simply. The two huddled quietly in the room until half past eleven when the lights in the next room dimmed.

The two slipped out of the east room with their hoes in hand. The boy in the next room and the Yingjia couple in the main house were also asleep, and faint shouts could be heard through the window.

Jiangcun was extremely quiet at night. The two of them carried their hoes and walked to the place where the cemetery was located, following their memory. Guided by the starlight, they finally arrived at Liu Quan's grave before midnight.

The miserable white moonlight shone on the words on the wooden sign, Lin Huai hesitated for a moment, then raised his hoe, the wound on his hand touched the rough wooden handle, causing faint pain. But Chu Tianshu said: "You are watching, I will dig."

Lin Huai thought for a while and replied, "Okay."

He put down his **** and stood beside him watching Chu Tianshu brandish his **** and dance on Liu Quan's grave. Although Liu Quan was not buried deep, it would take a lot of work to dig him out.

Lin Huai stared at it for a long time, feeling a little sleepy. He yawned and glanced at his hand. The palm of his hand, which was burnt by the peach wood sign, was slowly healing.

The Taoist man who made the peach wood card is not weak, even Lin Huai was burned. But by the next day, the palm of his hand could return to its original appearance.

Thinking like this, he looked forward, but when he saw the top of the mountain in the distance, he gave a soft "eh".

"Temple?" he muttered to himself.

In the distance of the cemetery, there is a wheat field and a small earth slope, surrounded by many trees and shaded. On the slope, there seems to be a small temple.

The temple and the cemetery looked at each other from a distance. The distance was too far, and Lin Huai couldn't see the appearance of the temple. He could only see the pointed eaves and roof. He was thinking about it when he heard Chu Tianshu's gasping voice: "Then it's time to witness the miracle—"

With that said, he "drinked" and lifted the lid of the coffin!

The two approached the front of the coffin, only to see a newly dead body lying inside. The corpse lay flat in the coffin, wearing a black shroud, with a twisted face, as if it had been greatly frightened before dying.

On the surface, there are no obvious wounds on this person's body. Chu Tianshu drew a cross on his chest, closed his eyes and said, "Please forgive us for disturbing..."

Then, he said, "If you don't forgive me, I'll ask you to come and find us in your dreams to avenge our grievances, thank you."

Lin Huai:  …

Chu Tianshu looked left and right, but couldn't see why. He scratched his head, turned to Lin Huai and said, "I'll go down and take a look at his clothes."

Saying that, he climbed down.

Lin Huai squatted on the top and looked at him. From his point of view, the corpse had a blue-black complexion and was full of dead energy, apparently killed by a ghost.

As he watched, he heard Chu Tianshu's voice constantly coming from the grave: "I feel like a pervert... In my life, apart from my bed-wetting nephew, I have never picked up a man's clothes like this... Wait a minute, he Why is there a hole in the chest?"

After a long silence, Chu Tianshu's voice came from under the grave: "His heart is gone."

After speaking, he moved a little bit away, pointed to the location of the wound, and let Lin Huai take a closer look: "What do you think?"

Lin Huai stretched his neck and looked at it for a while, then commented: "Skilled technique, quick shot, he is a skilled worker."

"It looks like he died the morning before yesterday." Chu Tianshu lifted the eyelids of the deceased to observe, "I wonder if I can still find the **** clothes in the village..."

"...Do you think you are acting today's argument?" Lin Huaixu raised his eyebrows.

Chu Tianshu rummaged through the coffin, but he didn't find any other clues. In the end, he grabbed Lin Huai's left hand and climbed up from the ground, and piled up the grave independently.

"The sky is full of gods and Buddhas, may you rest in peace, Amitabha Buddha." After stacking the tombs, Chu Tianshu folded his hands and bowed, "If you have any dissatisfaction, come to me in your dream tonight to seek justice."

"...His soul has long since dispersed." Lin Huai said.

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think." Chu Tianshu said. Then, he picked up the **** and yawned: "Let's go, let's go back."

After tossing for most of the night, it was almost early morning, and the two of them walked listlessly in the direction of the East House. After lying on the bed, Chu Tianshu complained: "After tossing all night, I haven't even seen a living ghost..."

"You seem to be looking forward to seeing ghosts." Lin Huai smiled.

He picked up the towel and wiped his face, but Chu Tianshu's voice came from behind him: "You remember not to get water on the wound, if this place is infected,

Putting Lin Huai aside, Cheng Xin and others on the other side also said goodbye to Lin Huai and others, and followed the villagers to the Wang family in the north of the village.

When they first came out of the village chief's house, they only felt that the entire Jiangcun was dilapidated. The further north they went, the more they found that the surrounding buildings had become modernized and full of money. The villagers who led them pointed to a large house in front of them and said, "This is the Wang family."

"This house looks very luxurious." Cheng Xin said casually.

"The Wang family is the richest family in our village, and it has never been comparable to other families." The villager said, "their family offers Qingxu Guan, and they have a great fortune that we can't achieve. After so many years, only The Ren family was able to compare with them a few years ago..."

After mentioning the word Renjia, the villager's expression distorted slightly, and then he said in an extremely cheerful tone: "It's here, let's go in."

Zhang Mingge nodded and pushed his glasses up with his index finger. Before entering the door, he said softly, "Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Cheng Xin asked him sensitively.

His questions went unanswered. Zhang Mingge just stopped in place, pushed the driver to Cheng Xin's side, and said in a low voice, "Keep an eye on him."

Then, he took off his glasses and looked in the direction of Wang Zhai.

What appeared in his naked eyes was an old house with lights on, but the lanterns on the gate flickered like candles in the wind, shaking with the bleak night wind.

This was supposed to be a luxurious old-style courtyard, but in his eyes, the entire mansion was surrounded by a strong black gas. Resisted by the enchantment, he could only patrol the outside unwillingly, but he could never enter.

"What a powerful enchantment." He thought, "The person who set up this enchantment has at least sixty years of cultivation. But..."

Although this spell is powerful, it is only a temporary effect. The barrier that separates the black qi from the outside world from the inside of the courtyard has several cracks under the constant collision of the black qi, and it looks crumbling.

Zhang Mingge frowned and said nothing. Next to Cheng Xin, looking at him, monk Zhang Er was puzzled. After Zhang Mingge cleaned his glasses and put them back on his face, Cheng Xin said, "Hey, I just found out that your eyes are a little blue."

Zhang Mingge glanced at each other. Being watched by those slender phoenix eyes, Cheng Xin knew that he had lost his words and closed his mouth.

Originally, the closer he got to Wang's house, the more Cheng Xin felt his heart palpitate, like countless malice and resentment, which formed a fog and penetrated into the bone marrow. However, at the moment of stepping into the house, all the strangeness and fear gradually disappeared.

A refreshing feeling surged up from under my feet, like a cool breeze, the spring breeze turned into rain, blowing towards my face. Cheng Xin breathed a sigh of relief, while Zhang Mingge looked at the four corners of the yard and made a rough estimate of the setup.

"Not in the yard? It's probably over the main room." The villagers who led them said, "Let's go, let's go over."

The three walked through the yard, and before entering the hall, they heard the voice of arguing inside: "It can't go on like this... Sooner or later the barrier will be broken..."

"Every year, the number of birth months is the most rampant..."

"...No, let's go to Guanli, there is a Taoist master, and see how that monster still gets in!"

With that said, Wang Zhanpeng kicked the coffee table and spat: "Mother's, a woman, making the whole family restless... I will lift her grave tomorrow!"

"How dare you say this!" Wang Zhanpeng's daughter-in-law screamed, "If it wasn't for you at the time... ah!"

"How the **** did I know that she would become a savage ghost?!" Wang Zhanpeng retorted, "It wasn't Lao Tzu who did it at the beginning, didn't Zhan Kun also have a share! Why do you say Lao Tzu is alone!"

His younger sister Wang Zhanyuan rolled her eyes, while her eldest sister Wang Zhanhuang gave a sneer: "I told you not to provoke that slut..."

"Alright, alright, sooner or later the Wang family will be killed by your two incompetent sons!" Wang Hao said angrily. He clenched his fists, smashed the table, and said solemnly, "Five days later, after five days, the Taoist priest will go out, let's go to him, no matter what, we must pass this sacrifice month!"

As soon as his voice was finalized, the four juniors of the Wang family closed their mouths.

But at this moment, Zhang Mingge's cold voice came from the door of the lobby: "Who is the woman you are talking about?"

Village South Sun family.

"I don't know what happened to Cheng Xin..." Ruan Tian sat in the room, staring at the moon in a daze, "Why do we have to live separately?"

"Why do you think so much?" Yan Chuchu said sarcastically beside her, "Go to bed quickly, stay calm, I don't know what will happen tomorrow."

The two were gossiping and fell asleep after a while. Here, Aunt Sun sighed as she watched the lights in the two's room dimmed.

She went back to the room and found that the eldest daughter Du Xiaoran was asleep, while the youngest daughter Du Xiaoyou was lying on the quilt with her eyes open, so she scolded, "Dead woman, she still hasn't slept at night!"

With that, she turned off the light and lay down. Du Xiaoyou rubbed his mother's side and cried, "Mom, I'm scared, I can't sleep..."

"What are you afraid of, we didn't kill her, no matter how bad the ghost is, she won't come to her door." Aunt Sun moved her daughter's hair and chatted with sleepiness.

"But...but Sister Ren has turned into a ghost. I heard that ghosts kill without blinking an eye, and kill everyone..." Ren Xiaoyou cried, "I saw that person's chest has a big hole... …”

"It's good to get through this month, it's good to get through this month." The little daughter's crying voice softened Aunt Sun's original fierce voice, "Let's stay at home at night and won't go anywhere. …”

"But can Li Gui still be wise..." the little girl said, "My friends all say that Sister Ren is a bad person who kills people without blinking an eye... Xiaopang said that she was a bad woman before she died, and even more so after her death. To be reasonable, we will all be killed by her. He also said that Li Gui will take away his relatives. Sooner or later, she will come back and take Ren Qiu away. We live next to Ren's house and will also be taken away... "

"He's talking nonsense!" A scream came from another quilt, Du Xiaoran crawled out of the quilt and glared at his sister, "Ren Qiucai will not be taken away, he, he..."

"What are you and your sister? She's dead and turned into a ghost, can she be a good person?!" Aunt Sun scolded her daughter, "Go to bed!"

Du Xiaoran pursed her lips stubbornly, snorted bitterly, and turned back to sleep.

Gradually, both daughters snored slightly. Aunt Sun slept between the two girls and looked at the roof.

"Three days have passed..." She silently counted.

Thinking like this, she fell asleep.

At three in the morning, Du Xiaoran woke up from a nightmare.

She clutched her chest and sat up, gasping for breath.

In that dream, she returned to the pond. In the pond, Ren Chun's corpse and dark green water plants were floating and sinking.

"Ren Chun..." She called out the man's name softly.

She was so upset that she couldn't sleep anymore, so she tucked her feet into her slippers and decided to go outside.

"I don't know what Ren Qiu is doing at this time." She thought wildly, "Did he sleep? Everyone in the village said that the ghost was Ren Chun, he must be very sad..."

Pushing open the wooden door, it is the small courtyard where the mother and daughter of the Sun family live. Their father was working outside, and the entire Sun family was left with only three mothers and daughters. Holding the lamp, she looked at the wing where the two strangers lived, and it was quiet inside.

Apparently the two were still asleep.

Du Xiaoran flattened her mouth. She heard from the village chief that this group of people was sent by the city to investigate the strange things happening in Jiangcun, but...

‘Why didn’t you come early in the morning, but came after so many people died? ' she thought, 'if I had come earlier...'

If only I came earlier...

How about coming early?

Suddenly, her head started to hurt faintly, and at that moment, Du Xiaoran almost had a vision, as if several people like them had come here not long ago...

'How could I have such a ridiculous idea? ' Soon she rejected her false memory, 'I must have slept well, I'd better go back to my room. ’

After making up her mind, Du Xiaoran walked back, and at the moment when she was about to open the door, she suddenly turned to look in the direction of Ren's house.

...In the yard of Ren's house, there is a rustling sound.

Living next to the mother and daughter of the Sun family is the once-prominent Ren family. It's a pity that after the accident in the flour mill, Ren's family withered away, leaving only the crazy Ren's mother and Ren Qiu's mother and son.

"Mother Ren can't sleep again?" she thought, walking towards Ren's house. She knew that Ren's mother became more insane after her daughter's death. Someone once saw her staying up in the middle of the night, sitting in the yard and cutting paper figures with scissors. First, they cut out the shapes of small figures, and then used scissors to cut them a little bit. Cut to pieces.

Du Xiaoyou was so afraid of their home, crying and arguing that they wanted to move out. However, Aunt Sun thought that the rumors of ghosts in the village were all nonsense. She insisted that as long as her daughters stayed at home obediently at night, no accident would happen.

However, at this moment, Du Xiaoran obviously forgot his mother's warning. She carried the lantern and walked in the direction of the voice.

Halfway through, a gust of wind blew out the oil lamp.

Immediately before his eyes, he was plunged into darkness.

However, when the wind blew out the oil lamp, it also blew away some of the dark clouds that blocked the moon.

The moonlight streamed in the small courtyard. Although it was weak, Du Xiaoran could still see the scene in front of him.

"Face……"

She covered her mouth uncontrollably and let out a silent wailing.

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Huai was awakened by the shouting outside the window.

"Dad! Mom!" A boy's terrified voice came. "Someone died again! In the south!"

The speaker was Ying Qing, the son of the Ying family. Lin Huai and Chu Tianshu, who was also awakened by him, looked at each other and ran out following the crowd.

It was still early in the morning, and the sky was not bright. The two followed the crowd for a while before they saw the body of the deceased on the ridge.

According to the onlookers, the deceased was a rascal in the village. This person is idle, and usually likes to drink. He is drunk all day long, and should have died of cirrhosis of the liver. Unexpectedly, before the cirrhosis of the liver had time to occupy the high ground, a ghost had already taken him away.

It took Chu Tianshu some time to squeeze through the crowd. He rushed to the corpse, and unexpectedly saw that the other's heart had been dug out, leaving only an empty hole. The deceased's eyes widened, desperately climbing forward, his fingers pointed in one direction, and the expression on his face was extremely fearful.