“Hait sing…”

Fighting teeth and shrinking your neck.

Chen Qian, who was a big short, walked in the narrow passage holding a faint candle.

He walked for a minute more than ten meters away.

A candlelight range appeared in a row of simple wooden doors on the earthen wall.

"Haohehe..." Chen Qian shook even more violently, trying hard not to look at the wooden door on the wall, and slowly walked to the third door.

The Yin Qi seemed to float out along the crack of the door and drill into Shen Qianbiao's head.

He regards this as a test for his boss after his transformation - how can he continue to do it if he is afraid of ghosts?

Gently push open the old door, mixing the old smell of soil into your nose, and the limited candlelight illuminates less than half a meter behind the door.

More hidden in the darkness.

Chen Qian was immediately timid and threw the embroidered shoes through the crack of the door. Hesitated and added: "Uh... that... my boss shouldn't take your shoes away, I'll give them back to you..."

After saying that, he was about to close the door and slip away.

"Young Master, don't you come in and sit down..." A soft and soft voice suddenly rang behind the door.

Chen Qian's whole body was numb, and his feet stopped uncontrollably, and he replied in a daze: "It's not good if the lonely man and the widow are......"

"The young master helped me get my shoes back. I was grateful, so why not sit there..."

A gentle and gentle voice sounded in Shen Qian's heart. He was very entangled in his heart, and finally he pushed the door open with the idea of ​​dying under the peony flower and Ning Caichen's second.

The candlelight suddenly faded due to excessive movements, and the door fell into complete darkness.

...

One man and one ghost looked at each other for a short time and then looked away.

Through this invisible cooperation, Lu Li has clarified Yang Chunxue's prank character, and Yang Chunxue also has some understanding of Lu Li's indifference.

"Where is the village chief ghost?" Lu Li asked.

"Here is here." A sound and ghost came from the entrance. Liu Dabao came back with a ball of wet firewood and piled it to the stove and roasted it.

"Have you seen my Xiu'er girl?"

"I've seen it, a lady from a family." Yang Chunxue nodded solemnly.

Liu Dabao's smile became happier, and then he found that one person was missing. He was about to ask, but Lu Li asked first, "Are the dead in Shanjiao Village here?"

Looking at the mass graves, there were more than a dozen ghosts - the proportion was very high.

Liu Dabao had a wrong idea, pondered for a while and sighed, "Yes, all this is left..."

The ghosts around him sighed, and a few of them came from the sadness and sobbed and cried.

Lu Li caught the point of his words and asked: "Are you talking about it more?"

"I won't hide it from you. People in my village can turn into ghosts. But some villagers have forgotten what happened before after they have been doing it for a long time, and their minds are not good enough. They are confused and stupid. This is still the one who dies. If those who die in an accident, they will become faster. Some even beat ghosts and do evil."

"Later, we really had no choice, so we gave the corpses of these villagers... We had no choice. Later, I asked my children to stop burying people here. Later, over the longest time, we were only a dozen old people left here."

Lu Li swept across the faces of the surrounding ghosts. As the village chief said, there were all elderly faces here.

"Besides detective, I have another identity." Lu Li thought for a while and said, and he stepped lightly under his feet, and a circle of Yin and Yang fish appeared, turning mysteriously.

"A Taoist priest."

The ghosts were in a panic, and a large area spread out, and a few timid souls immediately dissipated.

Village chief Liu Dabao barely kept quiet, and hunched up and said tremblingly: "This... this Taoist priest... we have never done any evil..."

Lu Likou explained: "I will not catch ghosts indiscriminately. I mean, if there are any more signs, you can contact me. My reputation is well-known in Pingling City, and all the ghosts who have been saved say it is OK."

Ah... I started cheating again.

Yang Chunxue muttered in a low voice.

"That's a good relationship." Liu Dabao was happy and then looked embarrassed: "What should we find you?"

"I will bring a solar cell phone next time I come."

The signal of mass graves can barely be maintained between one or two grids.

"That's really troublesome to Taoist priest. Alas, if we knew about Taoist priest earlier, we wouldn't have to treat those younger generations..." Liu Dabao beat his feet and stamped his chest, regretting it.

"What are you talking about this? Taoist priest, can you help my granddaughter see her? She is in Wu, Shanjiao Village..."

The atmosphere became warm again, and the ghosts pulled Lu Li to ask questions. Yang Chunxue took the time to look into the passage.

Chen Qian seemed to have been in for several minutes...

...

The darkness that rushed in instantly made Chen Qian feel boundless fear. He wanted to turn around and run away, but what he came was the suddenly closed door.

Bang bang bang bang...

The violent heartbeat in the dark is extremely clear.

The gentle voice was still nice: "Young Master is afraid of my family?"

Chen Qian's back was pressed against the wooden door, and he squeezed out his crying smile: "Yes...yes, it's a little..."

"Puchi..." The voice giggled. "Young Master is such an interesting person."

"It's okay..." Chen Qian's face turned red, and he wasn't that scared for no reason.

In the darkness, he heard the sound of friction in front of his body. Before he could figure out the source of the sound, footsteps sounded and approached.

Chen Qian's whole body stiffened and he waited until his steps were approaching.

The breath spewed out, bounced back on something, carrying a scent that penetrated into the bones.

"Young Master..."

The soft and greasy breath sounded in my ears at this moment, making my whole body numb.

Chen Qian's mind suddenly became hot, and his hands were lifted up uncontrollably, hugging his soft body in the dark...

...

"By the way, where is that old lady's ghost husband? Isn't it here?" Yang Chunxue suddenly asked when she thought of something.

Liu Dabao sighed: "That boy is not in good luck. He joined the national army in 1949 and never came back after leaving..."

"...Sadness." Yang Chunxue couldn't describe it.

"The old woman in the 1949 years old should be only nine years old." Lu Li suddenly spoke.

"Well, Xiu'er's family is in trouble. The mother and daughter ran to our Shanjiao Village to be child brides. When her husband died at the age of nine, she remarried to Liu Quan, who was Liu Xi's father."

Dada dada--

From the depths of the passage, a sound of footsteps rang out.

Chen Qian, who was blushing, tidied up his clothes and walked out of the passage with a swagger.

Seeing Chen Qian return, Lu Li bid farewell to the villagers' ghost gate and politely declined the request for staying.

Walking out of the caucus, the ghosts watched them return to the car. As soon as they got into the car, two eyes fell on Chen Qian, who was in the driver's seat.

"…?" Chen Qian, who had fastened his seat belt, felt that the atmosphere in the car was not right. He looked up in a daze and saw the man and ghost staring at him. "Uh... why do you look at me like this?"

"You know that's a ghost, right?" Lu Li said.

"Well! Hey, you can't discriminate against human-ghost love. I'll tell you."

"No. It's just that I think you're a lot different."

"It's okay..." Chen Qian recalled the feeling, which was simply wonderful.

"Just be happy." Lu Li nodded and stopped talking.
Chapter completed!