"Brother-in-law, slow down, you drank too much, why don't you go back and just sleep here with me!"
In a house filled with the aroma of meat and wine, an old man with a red face was supporting another old man who was tall and strong, with a ruddy face and no wrinkles.
"There's no need to go to all this trouble. I can just walk back. It's only a few miles away."
Feng Lingjun, whose hair was getting thicker and thicker, looked at his brother-in-law who was supporting him. Although he was also smelling of alcohol, his eyes were much soberer than the other man's.
"It's dark today, so it's not safe to walk at night."
"There's nothing unsafe. I've walked this road in your house so many times."
Feng Lingjun didn't care and insisted on going home.
"At this point, if I don't go back, your sister will be worried."
"Brother-in-law, listen to what I'm telling you. Two days ago, a man and a woman in our village were caught having an affair. They didn't report it to the government. They drowned them in a pig cage. The body was picked up, wrapped in a straw mat, and thrown into the cemetery.
I don’t know which corner.
Anyway, that road has been a bit uneasy these days. The village has raised money and is planning to invite Taoist priests to come over and practice it. Our village has been suppressing this matter and has not spread it to the outside world."
Seeing that his brother-in-law insisted on going home, the old man of the Ye family, who looked very old compared to Feng Lingjun, approached him, lowered his voice, and spoke mysteriously.
"Is there anything else?"
Feng Lingjun was a little surprised,
"After that mountain became quiet, did someone get into trouble here?"
"That's not true, it's just that someone was scared."
"Then what's there to be afraid of? Even if you don't look at my current body, how dare a monster like this come to mess with me?"
Hearing that it was just such a trivial matter, Feng Lingjun lost all awe. His body is getting stronger day by day, and it can even be said that many young people cannot compare to him.
"Brother-in-law, your body is really nothing to say."
The old man of the Ye family, who was already slightly stooped, looked at his brother-in-law who was several heads taller than him, and couldn't help but show envy in his eyes.
The other person is obviously older than him, but just by looking at his appearance, an uninformed person would think that he is older.
"If you are treated like a master, you will age slowly."
Although the old man of the Ye family envied Feng Lingjun's body, he also believed that he now lived a wealthy life with no worries, that's why he looked so tough.
"Just don't send it away, I'll go back."
"I'm too old to move, so I'll let Phaeton give it to you."
"No need."
The two old men argued, but in the end the Ye family sent a young and strong old man to send him home.
"The man and woman who had an affair in your village were finally thrown here?"
Under the slightly gloomy night, the tall old man, who was a head taller than the Ye family nephew next to him, looked at a low mountain that looked particularly gloomy in the dark night.
"Uncle, can we not talk about this?"
Against the background of the old man's strong figure, the short and stocky young man of the Ye family suddenly looked like a frightened quail and couldn't help but shrink his neck.
"You are too cowardly. We two strong-blooded men are still afraid of these ghosts!"
The old man, who was full of vitality and full of energy, had clear eyes. Even in this dim night, he walked with his head held high and his chest high. Even though he knew that he was about to pass a tomb, his steps did not slow down at all.
"Who doesn't do this kind of thing..."
Looking at his extremely fierce old uncle, the descendants of the Ye family were embarrassed to continue talking. This old man was obviously not afraid of this.
"People are afraid of ghosts three-quarters, and ghosts are afraid of people seven-cents! You can't even think of going crazy while you're alive, but you're still afraid of them committing evil after you're dead?"
The old man's voice was sonorous and powerful, but the young people of the Ye family did not dare to talk to him at all, because they had already entered the tomb area, and they could see the messy tombstones if they turned their heads slightly.
The old man felt bored and didn't say anything else. The boy next to him was obviously timid, so there was no need to provoke him any more.
"I just said it's okay. What are you afraid of?"
The old man with steady steps and the timid young man beside him turned around and smiled when he was about to walk out of the graveyard area.
"It's best if nothing happens. Uncle, let's leave quickly. If we get home late, my old lady will be worried again."
"I don't think you should go back tonight. Sit down at my place. I have many guest rooms."
"Eh, okay."
The young man from the Ye family quickly agreed, but before his joy could be released, his face stiffened and he grabbed the arm of the old man next to him.
"Uncle, you...look, did we just walk through that road?"
"...I passed by."
Feng Lingjun frowned and looked at the winding path leading to unknown darkness in front of him. On one side of the path was a gentle slope, and on the slope were disordered tombstones. However, under such circumstances, these tombstones looked particularly strange.
Infiltrate people.
"Giggle...Uncle, have we encountered a ghost and hit a wall?"
The young man's teeth were chattering, beads of sweat were dripping from his head, and his face looked a little pale.
"Probably, don't be afraid!"
Even if the old man encountered such a situation, he did not panic at all. He reached out and patted the shoulder of the young man next to him. The young man immediately felt a warm but not burning warmth on his shoulder.
"Aren't we still fine now? This means those dirty things can't harm us. Don't be afraid. At worst, they can't do anything to us if we stay up until dawn."
Because of the changes that have happened to him in the past year that cannot be explained by common sense, the old man has begun to study books on gods, demons, and monsters. He is very calm at this time, and even he is surprised at his own calmness.
"Uncle, do you have any idea?"
People's emotions can affect each other. There is a calm elder next to him, which makes the panicked young man gradually calm down, and the fear in his heart gradually dissipates.
"No, I'm not a Taoist priest."
The old man shook his head,
"But we can move forward, and we can get out if we keep walking."
"Is this okay?"
"Just try and you will find out."
The old man, who had gained a lot of experience from the strange stories, pulled the young man beside him forward without even looking at the tombstone next to him.
But even though it was the first time he encountered this kind of thing, the old man was extremely calm because he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart and he firmly believed that he could not be harmed.
"Uncle, you're back again."
After walking a certain distance, the young man was frightened again because he saw the grave hill again.
"Don't panic, our method won't make it easy to get out. We might just keep treading water."
The old man looked forward and backward, and at some point, a layer of mist had enveloped all directions. Even with the moonlight shining down, he couldn't see clearly the scene in the distance.
"Then what should we do?"
"wait."
"What are you waiting for?"
The young people of the Ye family are a little confused. They have hit a ghost wall in this wilderness. What are they waiting for? Can anyone save them?
Meow~
At this time, a cat meowed. Different from the previous calls of lazy sheep, it was almost a roar, mixed with a little angry roar.
And at the same moment when the cat meowed, the young people of the Ye family who were almost frightened saw a pair of golden pupils right in front of them, and the scorching light shone, shining in all directions, vaguely.
, there seemed to be two more wailing sounds.
"ah!"
The young man of the Ye family was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, with no trace of blood on his face. However, he did not notice that the mist surrounding him had begun to dissipate, and the distant scene had appeared again.
"stand up!"
The old man stared straight ahead. When all the visions disappeared, he picked up his nephew beside him. Although he disliked his courage, he couldn't leave him here.
"Uncle, what is that?"
"have no idea."
The old man shook his head,
"But I think it's not a dirty thing. Maybe it's here to save us. Look, you can even see the lights."
"real."
The young man looked back and saw a dim candlelight, which was his home.
"Why don't you go back to my house?"
"No, if you are afraid, you can go back."
"Forget it, I'd better go with you, uncle. If I leave you behind, my father won't let me go."
The old man smiled, didn't say much, and just kept moving forward. As expected, he never saw the tomb again. After a while, the old man led his nephew back to the mansion.
As soon as he entered the mansion, the old man immediately saw his wife, who looked just as good as him. Surrounded by a group of geese, she walked towards him with a straight face. After smelling the smell of alcohol on his body, she was as expected.
The same thing happened, and he started to reprimand.
"You old guy, you didn't even say a word when you went back to drink, and you came back so late..."
The old man listened to his wife's words with lowered eyebrows. After he finished speaking, he stepped forward and took his wife's hand. After exchanging words, he immediately asked about his grandson.
"Has Wen'er fallen asleep?"
"At this time, I must have fallen asleep."
"Then the black cat he raised, have you seen it?"
The old man asked in a seemingly casual tone.
When the nephew of the Ye family asked him just now, he actually lied. He saw clearly what those golden pupils were, they were the eyes of a cat.
"What are you asking that cat for? That cat looks creepy."
Grandma frowned slightly. The female cat that her grandson picked up ran away after giving birth to a black cub.
She has always been worried about this matter, thinking that her grandson had a cat with white eyes. So she didn't even like the black cat very much.
"When I came back, I encountered something. I'll tell you later. Do you still remember what color the cat's eyes were?"
The old man paused and continued to ask.
"Yellow."
Listening to the nonsensical question asked by the wife, grandma frowned, but she still thought about it and answered,
"I remember that cat's eyes were very bright, as if they were glowing."
"That's probably it."
When the old man heard this, he immediately nodded as if he had some understanding, and this scene was all looked at by Feng Bingwen.
"You little guy, how many times does the old man go out a month? You are allowed to follow me all the way, and something may go wrong in the middle. It doesn't matter if something goes wrong, and my grandfather even saw it."
Feng Bingwen, who knew the cause and effect, glared at the little black cat huddled in the corner of the bed with a look of grievance and resentment, and scolded him angrily.
"What do you want me to do about this?"
"Hehe, young master, why don't you show it off with me! You've kept it secret for long enough."