Fu Xiao, I just feel a chill down my spine. How could it be Fu Xiao? Could it be the same name? I just feel that the inside of my head is full of mud. Could it be that the Fu Xiao I saw was a ghost? No, although I haven't had much contact with it, I can be 100% sure that the Fu Xiao I saw is a living person , this tomb must have the same name and surname, it must be.
I don't know if my thoughts are self-comforting now, so I stretched my head over again, wanting to confirm the name on the tombstone.
But I was horrified to find that the blood stains on the photo were gone, and in the photo was a strange woman smiling at me.
"Ah", I let out a horrified scream, and then sat down on a pile of soft things. I touched the wet and soft things under my buttocks with trembling hands, and when I brought them to my eyes, I suddenly felt anxious. There was a smell of burnt paper money that had been burned and wet with dew.
I made up my mind, and now I know that encountering a ghost alone and a group of people encountering a ghost are two completely different feelings. Now I regret my hasty decision, and even more regret that I overestimated my courage. Now I I can't even remember what Aunt Li taught me.
Shaking the wet paper ashes off my hands, I took a deep breath and stood up. Now I'm not in the mood to check the words on the tombstone anymore. What I want is to quickly find Mr. Lu's grave and leave as soon as possible.
I don't know when the ground started to get wet, and there was a thin mist, but not much, there are pieces here and there, not connected together, although it doesn't affect the sight, but it makes the whole environment more weird and terrifying stand up.
I'm not serious now, I don't look at the tombs without tombstones, and I just take a general look at the tombstones with tombstones, and then rush to the next one.
After walking through 5 graves with tombstones in a row, I finally saw a lonely tomb in the distance. Because only this tomb has a tombstone on it, it is still very conspicuous even in the distance.
I walked over to look at the tombstone. The weathering has been very serious, and many of the inscriptions on it can no longer be seen clearly, but the character Lu on the top is well preserved.
What surprised me was that there were still photos on the coffin and tomb. I hesitated for a moment, but I still moved over.
The photo is black and white, but it is covered with mud marks. It looks like someone has deliberately smeared it with mud, so I can't see the people in the photo clearly.
I didn't try to erase the mud marks on the photo, but took a few steps back, swallowing hard, the chill on my back was slowly rising, swimming towards my whole body.
The mud marks are so new that the thin layer on top is still wet, as if it had just been wiped on. Damn, this back mountain is really weird, even if a ghost appeared directly in front of me, I wouldn't be so horrified.
And I don't know if it's my hallucination, I feel that the tombstone is slowly moving towards me, and when I was still afraid, the tombstone was much closer to me.
I backed away subconsciously, keeping my eyes on the tombstone without moving. I just relaxed, but there was a cold and soft touch behind me, I touched something.
I can't imagine what is cold and soft in the cemetery, but because I can't imagine it, I am even more afraid. For a while, I don't dare to look back. something to fear.
However, the things behind me were moving slowly, slowly moving up along my spine, my hands could not help but clenched tightly, I suppressed the fear in my heart and turned around suddenly, yelling curses, and punched.
A long strip of things was thrown out by my punch, and it was still twisting in the air. It turned out to be a snake.
The sudden relaxation after the tension made me feel weak all over, and I kept panting heavily. Damn, fortunately, it was a snake. I found that I had a lot of dirty words tonight, as if this could relax me.
I casually put my arms on the tombstone where the snake was entrenched just now, and was about to take a good rest, but my body suddenly froze, and there was a look of wanting to cry but no tears on my face.
Where is this tombstone from
Because my hand is on the tombstone, I can see the words on the tombstone when I look down. This tombstone also has photos, and both the photos and the lettering on the tombstone look very new, as if they were made a few days ago the average.
I habitually look at the photos. The photo shows a little girl with a blank face, but her appearance is very familiar. This is simply the long-haired version of Lu Sheng.
I let go of my hand in surprise and looked at the words on the tombstone.
Lu Dafu, born on **month**, 1942, died on **month**, **year, 7 years ago, could this be Lu Sheng's grandfather? But what about the photos
I looked up, but found that there was no photo on the tombstone at all. The place where the photo was originally was completely blank, and there was no trace of a photo at all. Looking at the words, the text on the tombstone had also changed. became a completely unfamiliar name.
What's going on? I couldn't believe it and looked up at the location of the photo again. The photo appeared, but it had turned into a woman, the woman on the tombstone I saw first.
"Damn." I yelled, retreating away from the scope of the tomb again and again, ignoring the strange touch of the wet paper dust coming from under my feet.
I looked around nervously, and saw that the tombstone surnamed Lu just now was gone, and there was only this weird tomb standing alone, and I remembered that I saw this weird tomb on the right, but now It turned to the left.
Just when I was at a loss, there was a burst of singing in the distance. It was a woman's voice, very soft, and the singing was also very strange. It was not a popular song at all, more like an opera.
The singing was getting closer and closer, and countless green bright spots appeared in the direction of the singing, and the twinkling ones should be fireflies.
This way of appearance is quite awesome, but it can only make me feel creepy with the current environment. When I focused on looking at the fireflies in the distance, the sky slowly lit up, and I looked at the fireflies in surprise. Around, I don't know when several groups of will-o'-the-wisps have slowly appeared in the air, floating up and down, as if they are singing and dancing.
What made me feel even more terrifying was that ghosts in all kinds of clothes were standing around me at some point, all looking in the same direction as the singing came from.
I lowered my head and didn't dare to move. Even if the rotten smell mixed with the mud completely surrounded me, I could only pretend that I didn't know. However, right under my feet, there was a half-rotten baby. He was slowly crawling over my feet, and seemed to feel my gaze, and even raised his head to look at me.
Only a few petals of teeth have turned black, half of the face has almost turned into bones, while the other half of the face shows a strange smile, the eyes hanging outside the eye sockets are held up by the small hands full of deep holes, looking at me, In that eye, I can actually feel the pride, which is a kind of pride that only appears when playing hide-and-seek and catching a hiding child.