"Master Lin, you won't joke with us anymore." Jia Wang shuddered and asked.
Hearing Jia Wang's words, Lao Qian gave him a stern look. Before Lin Jiusheng could speak, he said, "Did you not see Lao Jiu's eyes? Can this kind of thing be a joke?"
Lin Jiusheng took a deep breath, "No kidding, these boxes are filled with the bones of children. These children have been transformed into ghost babies. As soon as it gets dark, these ghost babies will come together to attack, and then we will only have a dead end. One."
"Then... What should I do then!" Jia Wang said in surprise, and quickly looked at Lin Jiusheng. He couldn't make up his mind about this kind of thing, let alone how to do it.
Lin Jiusheng only said one word "escape."
If you can't do without here before dark, there is only a dead end.
He raised his head and looked over his head. What made Lin Jiusheng desperate was that the height of the well above the bottom of the foot was more than three meters high.
"It doesn't matter, I can only fight for it. Can you see God for real?" Lin Jiusheng finished speaking and squatted on the ground.
"Old money, you stepped on my shoulder." Lin Jiusheng said.
Lao Qian had no mother-in-law, so he lifted his foot directly, stepped on his shoulder and stood up vigorously.
I have to say that the old money is really fucking heavy, weighing one hundred and sixty to seventy kilograms, almost making Lin Jiusheng unable to stand up.
"Okay?" Lin Jiusheng did not dare to look up, as soon as he raised his head, the mud and powder would fly into his eyes.
"No, it's too short." Old Qian shook his head and said.
Lin Jiusheng hurriedly put down the old money. The way of stacking Arhats was not enough, so he had to play with a hammer and just wait for his death.
"Or, let Jia Wang step on it too, if Jia Wang steps on it, maybe the height is just enough." The old money said to Lin Jiusheng.
Lin Jiusheng gave him a blank look, thinking why you don't let me step on you to try.
"Hurry up." Lin Jiusheng squatted down, which was much more difficult than stacking Arhats. He alone carried the weight of two people and used the action of leaning on the wall to make the two people step on more firmly.
"Hold on, I touched the manhole cover with my hand." Jia Wang said with a smile on his face and pushed hard.
But this push completely turned Jia Wang's face blue and his face
His joy disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"No, there is a rock on the manhole cover, so I can't push it away at all," Jia Wang said anxiously.
"His grandfather, could it be that the few of us really died here, and I'm not reconciled in my heart." The old Qian opened his mouth and shouted.
"I am worse than you. I also have a daughter and a son, one just went to elementary school, and the other just three years old. When I am gone, they will have no father." Jia Wang even cried.
"Shut up, crying like a fart, I want to cry and cry again when I'm about to die, leave some strength to push the manhole cover away first." Lin Jiusheng shouted.
This humming sound stabilized the two people's emotions a lot.
"Lao Jiu is right, just push hard, don't worry about us, we can hold on." Old Qian said.
Jia Wang didn't speak, and pushed hard towards the manhole cover.
There was a sudden bang, and the stone on the manhole cover was pushed down.
"Push it away, I push it away." Jia Wang looked overjoyed and hurriedly shouted.
"Then don't hurry out." Lin Jiusheng said in a deep voice.
Just when he finished speaking, a cold wind blew over suddenly, raised his head, and there was no sunlight at all.
It seemed that the sun had already set, and he turned his head and glanced at the black flags behind him. These black flags were rustling with the cold wind.
"It's not good, the ghost baby is coming out!" Lin Jiusheng's heart was shocked, and he quickly looked at Jia Wang on his head.
When Jia Wang heard these words, he slammed on Old Qian's arm, slapped his hand on the edge of the manhole cover, and stepped on both sides with his feet.
With Jia Wang's exertion, Lin Jiusheng couldn't bear the strength at all, and fell directly to the ground. Without his support, Old Qian fell beside him.
"Jia Wang quickly put the rope down!" Lin Jiusheng raised his head and shouted.
After shouting a few times, there was no voice from Jia Wang at all, and nothing could be seen above his head.
"His uncle, the Jiawang of the dog day didn't lose the two of us and ran away." The old Qian said in anxiously with his eyes bleeding.
Lin Jiusheng's heart became more and more uneasy. If this were the case, then the two of them would really die here.
There is more and more cold air in the well, the ** inserted under the well
**The sound of "patter patter", a whining sound suddenly came over.
Immediately afterwards, there was a cry of crying, and the sound was exactly the same as the cry of a child.
The bottom of this deep well was originally shady, but with the sound of children's crying, the temperature here became even colder.
"Jia Wang, you can't die!" The old money pointed at the wellhead with anger.
Lin Jiusheng patted his forehead, it was really worth a thousand dollars.
"Hey-hey!"
Suddenly a strange sound rang, Lin Jiusheng stretched out his hand and grabbed Old Qian's shirt.
"Get off your clothes!" Lin Jiusheng shouted loudly, his hands still trembling.
Old Qian quickly took off his clothes and handed them to Lin Jiusheng.
Lin Jiusheng bit his finger and wrote on the top of his clothes. As he wrote, he said, "Master Maoshan is in the mountain. I am Lin Jiusheng, the twenty-third generation descendant of Maoshan. I beg my ancestors to save me. Anxious as a law!"
While talking, Lin Jiusheng laid his clothes flat on the ground and kept kowtow towards the ground.
The "bang-bang-bang" kowtow sounded back in the entire well, Lin Jiusheng used a lot of strength, and directly knocked his head black.
Inviting ancestors is not a simple matter, it requires a deep sense of Taoism.
According to his way, this is obviously impossible.
But he can't manage so much now, so he can only give it a try, as the saying goes.
"Lao Jiu, what are you doing, don't knock yourself down here if you can't invite the ancestor." Old Qian said nervously, squatting down to help Lin Jiusheng up.
Lin Jiusheng ignored the old money. He didn't want to die yet. Before he died, Jiuling Old Dao asked him to do one thing, but the Taoism was too low to make it. Master's ambition was not fulfilled. Face to see his old man.
But what made Lin Jiusheng desperate, blood came out on his forehead, and there was still no ancestor to show up.
"Lao Jiu, look ahead." Old Qian exclaimed.
Lin Jiusheng looked in front of him, and there were many more shadows in the front place. These shadows were very short, only reaching his thigh.
But only the shadow was seen, and no one was standing in front of him.
"It's over, the kid is here! My life is over!" Lin Jiusheng said in a panic.
(End of this chapter)