The tea couldn't help laughing, and pulled the bean flower away, and then lowered the voice. "Liu Cui looked at the one in the grave. As a result, people did not see her. Miao Xiaoyi wanted to include marriage and was beaten by the one.
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"It's just your damn cleverness." Mrs. Chen laughed and cursed, pulling the two guys behind her, "Don't get too close, this is a dangerous place."
"rustle!"
"Crack!"
As soon as Mrs. Chen pulled Shan Cha and the others back a few steps, several footprints appeared on the grass beside the grave. No one could be seen, but the sound of trampling on dead branches could be heard.
Some timid villagers ran away, and in a blink of an eye, most of the people were gone. Only a few people who loved to watch the excitement were still holding on with their necks hunched.
When Shancha heard that the Yin Qi and Corpse Qi were getting stronger and stronger, she was startled and quietly took off the ghost-beating whip from her waist.
The ghost whip is made of willow bark and longyang silk, twisted into a rope, soaked in black dog blood for forty-nine days, tied with a few old coins, and braided.
The ghost whip is five feet three inches long and is dark red in color. It has the function of exorcising ghosts and warding off evil spirits.
Seeing that the surroundings were already covered with mist, Shancha regretted coming over to join in the fun. On Ghost Festival, the gates of hell are wide open, and there are still so many evil things wandering around here!
Camellia pulled Douhua, Li Xiaoshan, Mrs. Chen, and Bai Shushan retreated to an ancient tree.
Bai Shushan is a butcher. He is an outsider. He moved to Gushu Village only nine years ago. He sees Shan Cha and the others as pitiful children. On weekdays, he always gives them some head meat and offal to improve their food.
He is a butcher with a strong sense of blood, and the butcher's knife never leaves his body. He always carries the knife with him wherever he goes.
Bai Shushan is also a person who has seen the world. He knows that he has encountered evil spirits today. He drew out his butcher knife and protected the children behind him. "Camellia, in the mist, it is easy to be blinded by ghosts. Follow Uncle Bai closely.
Don’t get separated, we’ll go back to the village right away.”
"Bang bang bang...!"
Under the dim moon, Shan Cha saw a pale man jumping stiffly in the gloom.
Seeing the man jumping towards them, Shancha swung the ghost-beating whip and said, "Mr. I am here, I advise you to be more knowledgeable and leave quickly!"
The man twisted his neck mechanically, making a "click-click" sound of bone and joint friction.
Staring with a pair of gray-white dead fish eyes, he spoke word by word, as if he was squeezing it out of his throat, "Hungry, hungry, I'm, well, hungry!"
Mrs. Chen was kind-hearted and thought this was a beggar. Not only was she not afraid, but she also took a few steps forward and said, "Which village are you from? Are you hungry? Follow us back to the village. The old lady still has some wild vegetable wotou at home."
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When Shancha saw Granny Chen going to pull the man away, she was so frightened that she quickly stopped her, "Grandma Chen, come back quickly, he is a zombie!"
Mrs. Chen was startled and ran behind Bai Shushan, "Camellia, are you sure? Don't scare me, old lady!"
Bai Shushan frowned, took a few steps forward, and protected a few people behind him, "Shancha, how did you know he was a zombie?"
Shancha stared at the man and pointed to his feet, "Uncle Bai, he jumped more than two meters high. When he landed, his heels couldn't touch the ground. From this look, he is a zombie, and this man is not breathing at all!"
Bai Shushan looked at it carefully and said, "Isn't it? It's impossible for a normal person to jump so high."
The man seemed to be really hungry. The expression on his face became ferocious, two fangs protruded from the corners of his mouth, and a pair of gray-white eyes almost popped out of their sockets, "Hungry, hungry!"
Shancha had a hot temper. Seeing the man rushing towards him, he roared angrily, "You are so bold and evil, you are seeking death."
The ghost-beating whip was slapped on the man's neck, screams were heard, a black mark appeared on the man's neck, and bursts of black smoke came out.
As if he knew Camellia was not something to mess with, the man jumped into the mountains and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
When Baishushan saw the zombies escaping into the mountains, he was so frightened that he leaned against a tree, took out his pipe and pot, lit it, and took two long puffs before his mood calmed down, "Camellia, follow closely, we will return to the village immediately."
Bai Shushan put away his pipe and pot, held the butcher's knife across his chest, and walked with a few people towards the path back to the village.
As soon as a few people walked out of the forest, a dark wind suddenly blew from the plains. The wind was also mixed with the smell of decay and stench, making several people feel dizzy.
It was pitch black all around, and the moon that had just risen was completely obscured by dark clouds.
Cries, eerie laughter, roars, and screams reached the ears of several people.
Douhua was so scared that her legs were like noodles, "Shancha, I'm so scared, it seems like someone is calling my name."
Shancha's face instantly turned pale, "This is like meeting a ghost, Douhua, from now on, no matter who calls your name, don't answer."
"Bah-bah-baah!"
As soon as Shancha finished speaking, footsteps suddenly came from the mountain road not far ahead.
Li Xiaoshan had good eyesight and said stupidly, "Camellia, there are many people coming towards us."
A wry smile appeared on Shancha's lips, "Everyone hides behind me, those who come are not alive.
If I can't defeat these ghosts, you just lie down on the ground, grab some soil and sprinkle it on your body. No matter what you see or hear, you are not allowed to answer anything and go back to the village at dawn."
"Camellia, we remember it." After Li Xiaoshan finished speaking, he pulled Douhua and Mrs. Chen back a few steps. He knew that he could not cause trouble to Shancha at this time.
As he spoke, the yin energy around him became heavier and heavier, and the biting coldness made several people shiver.
Even the brave Shancha felt horrified, so he took out a few yellow talismans, lit them, and threw them out.
With the faint light, a row of bloody footprints could be vaguely seen on the ground, and these footprints were heading straight for them.
"Crack, click, click!"
"Uncle Bai, be careful, they are coming!"
"Come here if you have the guts, so that I can kill the meat with my butcher's knife." Bai Shushan shouted angrily, echoing on the mountain path.
“Kick-kick……!”
A white-faced paper man floated over with a strange smile and flew straight towards several people.
Bai Shushan's eyes widened, and he slashed with his knife. A cut was made on the paper figure, and a stream of black blood spattered from the cut.
The paper man seemed to be afraid of the butcher's knife in Bai Shushan's hand, and screamed and flew away into the distance.
"Good sword skills!"
Shan Cha also forgot to be afraid at this time, and came over to wink and flatter.
While he was talking, a woman's cry of "woo woo" came from the mist again.
A woman wearing a red cotton-padded jacket walked slowly.
Although the woman was crying, there was a strange smile on her face.
Seeing a circle of purple marks on the woman's neck, Shan Cha knew that this was a hanged ghost, "Bold ghost, leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."