I glanced at the villagers who were still drinking behind me, and then whispered to the little girl to wait for me. I made an excuse, and I left directly, and arrived at the place agreed with the little girl. As soon as they left the crowded place, they followed in unison.
The little girl covered her mouth and looked at the passengers behind me. I was about to comfort her, but I saw the little girl shake the shroud hanging from her body, and then those passengers stood far away and stopped moving forward.
I glanced at the shroud on the little girl, and didn't speak, but urged the little girl to leave.
The last time I woke up, it was the burial ground. I really don’t know how I got there. This time I followed the little girl. I wanted to write down the way, but the little girl led me around in the woods full of the same trees. After a few turns, I was completely lost.
And behind me, those passengers still followed me, and as we moved forward, they became more and more ferocious, and even tried to pounce on them a few times, but the little girl or the shroud seemed to have a lot of influence on them. Great deterrent.
When the little girl led me into an open space, the passengers behind finally stopped following. They just stood outside the open space and stared at me fiercely. If eyes can kill, I’m probably dead. I don’t know how many times.
I have arrived at the burial site, and the ground under my feet is covered with fine sand. There are shallow pits one after another in the distance, and coffins can be seen in many pits.
I didn't dare to be careless, and followed the little girl step by step. The little girl was very familiar with this place, and walked along a straight road. After a while, I stopped at the edge of a shallow pit.
The little girl made a silent movement, and then whispered in my ear: "Mom and Dad are still working, don't make noise, I will take you to my room."
After finishing speaking, the little girl walked past a shallow pit lightly, as if she was really afraid of waking someone up. I followed carefully, I don't know why, the little girl's behavior made me feel cold on the back, and even my breathing was a little short.
When passing by the shallow pit, I took a look. Under the moonlight, it was not very clear, but I could see that there were two corpses side by side in the shallow pit. These were the parents of the little girl. I sniffed it carefully. , It's so strange, after being dead for so long, it's still in the open air, and there's not even a bit of corpse odor.
Not just these two, since I entered the burial site, I haven't smelled any peculiar smell. Don't these corpses rot? Besides, the little girl's parents were buried in the village, so there's no reason why she wouldn't prepare a coffin.
Just as I was thinking, I had already walked through the shallow pit with the little girl. I stepped forward and followed the little girl, feeling a fear that I hadn't experienced for a long time in my heart.
The little girl stopped and motioned me to squat on the ground with her. Here, neither the talisman nor the ghost technique I learned would be of any use, so I could only follow what the little girl said.
After squatting for a long time, I asked softly, "What are we doing?"
The little girl's face was a little nervous, and she made a few silent movements before she approached my ear and said, "Don't talk, Grandma Han is still sewing insoles, but she will fall asleep soon."
I looked at the shallow pit next to it, there was nothing in it, no, no, I took a closer look, and there seemed to be some sundries in it, which should be decayed bones.
I glanced at the little girl, and the little girl carefully looked at the shallow pit, as if there was a house there, and there was a white-haired old man at the door who was slowly sewing insoles.
I can see ghosts and feel Yin Qi, but here, I can't see or feel anything. This feeling almost makes me go crazy.
When I couldn't bear it and was about to turn into a ghost body to find out, the little girl stood up slowly and patted herself on the chest: "Fortunately, Grandma Han didn't find out, otherwise I would be scolded again, uncle, we Walk."
I took a few deep breaths, calmed down my mood, and then stood up. I guess I squatted for too long. When I tried hard, my feet went numb, and I sat down on the ground. Fortunately, the ground was flat, so I didn’t cry out. speak up.
But at this moment, the little girl made a strange movement. She sat down on the ground, pretended to be thrown, and patted the dirt on her body to stand up.
I was about to ask, but the little girl's little hand kept shaking behind my back, and I quickly swallowed what I was going to say.
The little girl looked at the shallow pits in front of me under my puzzled eyes, and nodded aggrievedly: "I accidentally fell, I'm sorry, I woke you up."
"Well, I was wrong."
"Okay, little girl remember."
"Well, I see."
I looked at the little girl's performance with a blank face. She seemed to be talking to several people at the same time, but in my eyes, there was nothing, except for the shallow pit, which is the shallow pit, and the coffin and bones in the shallow pit .
The little girl talked for a long time, then exaggeratedly wiped the sweat that didn't exist on her forehead, took my hand and said: "Uncle, don't make a sound."
I nodded, and then numbly let the little girl pull me forward, turning and turning, the little girl panted and pulled me to the edge of a shallow pit, and then made a gesture of please.
I looked at the shallow pit in front of me in surprise, and looked at the little girl ignorantly. I only have one feeling now, that I seem to have traveled to another world, a world that I don't understand at all.
Seeing me stunned, the little girl urged: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
I turned my head to look at the little girl. Under the moonlight, because of the angle, I couldn't see the little girl's face clearly. I could only see a vague outline. This small outline looked weird and gloomy in the wide burial ground. .
I suddenly thought of a question, is this really the little girl? Also, the little girl said that this is her room, could she be dead
As soon as this idea came out, it grew wildly in my mind instantly, and I was even imagining what kind of horrible things I would encounter when I stepped into the shallow pit at this step.
The little girl's urging voice became distant and strange, as if there was a trace of deliberately protracted syllables in the opera.
Have I been tricked again? I really want to become a ghost and see this weird world in the form of a ghost, but the only reason left in my heart keeps telling me, no, no.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" The little girl pushed me, letting me recover from the endless thoughts.
I just felt that my back was already wet with sweat, and when I touched my forehead, it was full of sweat.
The little girl stretched out her hand again, and I subconsciously pushed it away. The little girl looked at me suspiciously, and I smiled awkwardly.
"Uncle, come in quickly, Grandpa Peng will be here soon."
"Peng, who is Grandpa Peng?"
"Grandpa Peng is..." The little girl raised her head before finishing her sentence. Under the moonlight, her fuzzy face was full of panic, and she looked behind me, trembling uncontrollably.
I turned around suddenly, and a flash of orange light was right behind me.
It was a paper lantern held in the air by a slender wooden stick, and on the other side of the stick was a skinny hand.
"Grandpa Peng."