479. Chapter 479 July and a half ghost knocks on the door nine
Yu Dingshan closed his eyes, his mind filled with thoughts of the two graves soaked in blood just now, and the blood slowly seeping out of the soil. He bit his tongue, and then opened his eyes in vain.
There was a trace of cruelty in it.
Humph, he wasn't afraid of the living in Dingshan, so how could he be afraid of a few dead people? Besides, over the years, he's had countless blood on his hands. If there really are ghosts in the world, then he died in vain
Each of those ghosts had already eaten him up, not even a single bone was left.
The more Yu Dingshan thought about it, the more resentful he became. He gritted his teeth and secretly clenched his hands into fists - if he knew who was behind the scenes, their lives would be worse than death!
After returning to the Yu Mansion, everyone in the group seemed a little frightened. Even Mrs. Yu was panicked and wanted to go to the Buddhist hall to burn two sticks of incense. Only Yu Dingshan remained unmoved and strode back to him with an ugly look on his face.
in the study room. It was just a bluff, but it could not distract him from his business in Dingshan.
He sat back on the chair in the study. Fusheng had already placed the best tea within reach of Yu Dingshan. He took a sip of the tea, and the fragrance of the tea reverberated between his lips and teeth, as if he had been washed.
The mushy head made him feel refreshed. After calming down for a while, Yu Dingshan reached out to grab the account book and continued to study his business.
After watching it for a long time, Yu Dingshan gradually felt sleepy. After all, he had not been able to rest well for several days in a row. In addition, he was frightened and angry today, so it was normal for him to feel sleepy earlier. He asked the people around him about the time and got the answer.
Finally, he felt that it was only less than half an hour early, so he packed himself up early and went to bed.
But who would have known that Yu Dingshan, who was so sleepy while sitting at his desk, found himself having trouble sleeping as soon as he lay down on the bed. That night, Fusheng followed his wishes and did not light any more incense, and the air in the room was clean.
Very well, the cool night breeze from the window blew in, slightly driving away a trace of irritability in Yu Dingshan's heart.
Gradually, he fell asleep.
"...Second brother."
"...Second brother?"
In front of him was a grave, with blood pouring out of it. Standing in front of the grave, Yu Dingshan gradually felt that the air around him was getting colder.
Looking around, there was a dense bamboo forest all around, and in front of him was Yu Dinghai's tombstone. Yu Dingshan clenched his fists tightly and immediately realized that he was dreaming.
Yes, he is dreaming!
"Second brother..." A shallow sigh, mixed in the wind, along with a cry of sorrow, faintly blew into Yu Dingshan's ears.
"Who is pretending to be a ghost here!" Yu Dingshan yelled suddenly. His nerves were highly nervous. Although he knew that he was dreaming, he was unable to extract himself from this nightmare.
The grave in front of him suddenly moved, and then the soil broke apart from the inside, and a hand slowly stretched out from the grave.
"Second brother... pull me up..."
Yu Dingshan's eyes were so wide that they almost bled. He was panicking and his heart was beating violently. He wanted to reach out and slap himself to wake him up quickly, but for some reason, he couldn't move. He could only
Standing upright here, watching the hand push harder and harder to push away the soil.
"Second brother... I don't have any strength, please give me a lift..."
Yu Dingshan's nerves were on the verge of collapse. He shouted loudly and finally woke up from his dream with sweat profusely and suddenly opened his eyes.
