This scream of shock attracted Wang Long and Wang Cheng. When they saw Wang Dao's face, they were shocked and almost fainted.
I saw Wang Dao's cheeks sunken, and it looked like a monkey with a sharp mouth, just like the face of a wild monkey in the mountain.
Holding the rotten cantaloupe in his hand, he kept sending it into his mouth, making a "chichi" sound.
Seeing Lin Jiusheng and others, Wang Dao hurriedly put the melon into his arms, making Yisanqi afraid that they would snatch it.
"Daochang Lin, what's wrong with my brother!" Wang Long wanted to intervene in the anxious, evil scene in front of him, but he didn't dare to ask questions.
"I'm afraid I'm caught in evil!" Lin Jiusheng groaned.
It seemed that this mountain was not as simple as he believed.
"Huh!" Lin Jiusheng shouted loudly while holding the peach wood sword.
Being so scared, Wang Dao's melon fell to the ground, grinning at Lin Jiusheng and others.
Lin Jiusheng just prepared to take out the magic talisman paper. Before he rushed over, Wang Dao shivered in his body. He looked at Lin Jiusheng and others with a few charming expressions on his face.
Wang Dao's hand pinched Lanhua's finger, and the other hand held the pants, like an ancient woman pulling a skirt, walking in small steps.
"Xiao Dongren must be wrong when he returns to school. Otherwise, why are the mothers and children making noise! See Sanniang sitting down in the computer room crying with tears, and turn to ask Dongren Yige! Dongren!"
Wang Dao began to sing, the Peking opera in one mouthful, the sound was very sharp, and it was very uncomfortable to listen to it in his ears.
With this mouth opened, Lin Jiusheng and the others were dumbfounded, looking at Wang Dao one by one, with strange expressions in their eyes.
Lin Jiusheng knew in his heart that this was a lyric "San Niang Jiaozi" in Peking Opera.
As Wang Long's brother, Wang Long, he knew in his heart that he had never seen Wang Dao singing Peking Opera when he grew up wearing open pants.
And this choking, singing is stronger than those of the troupe.
The eyes of Wang Cheng made a chill in his heart, and when he looked at Wang Dao, there was an indescribable weirdness that made people horrified.
Wang Dao kept swaying his small steps, walking towards the few of them, and the singing voice became louder and louder.
Lin Jiusheng Toudu
It's about to explode, this is the ghost upper body at all.
"I waited to go up the mountain today, I accidentally offended, and please forgive me, let my friend go, and I will definitely apologize with the incense candle the next day." Lin Jiusheng confessed to the king's knife.
Shang Wang Dao is obviously a female ghost who likes to sing Peking opera. She should have been dead for decades.
If there are Nine Spirit Taoists, this kind of female ghost is naturally not afraid, but Lin Jiusheng can't deal with it now.
Ghosts who have been dead for several years have strong yin qi on their bodies and will use some weird methods.
If Lin Jiusheng is forced into a hurry, it will be a fight.
But you know, there are Wang Cheng and others behind him.
"Chuck!" Wang Dao raised his hand, covered his mouth and chuckled softly. The voice was a woman's voice.
The voice is very ethereal, giving people a light and fluttering feeling.
Wang Cheng and Wang Long hid behind Lin Jiusheng, and they didn't dare to pop their heads, staring at Wang Dao in fear.
After laughing out loud, Wang Dao stepped back and squatted down, doing an ancient courtesy.
"The little girl has been buried here for a hundred years. No one has worshipped for many years. She is really hungry. Because she is an astral body, she can't eat anything, so she got on this young man's body and tasted the cantaloupe. "Wang Dao said.
There was a woman's voice in the mouth of a big man, which sounded weird, and the more I listened, there was even a feeling of erect hair.
Lin Jiusheng took out a few joss sticks from his backpack and put them in front. He thought it was a ghost who had been dead for more than ten years, but he didn't expect it to be a century-old ghost.
In the face of such a century-old ghost, Lin Jiusheng didn't dare to give up in his heart.
"I don't know who is Miss's last name or name." Lin Jiusheng said respectfully.
"The little girl's last name is Wan, which means "Yue." Wang Daojiao said drippingly.
Lin Jiusheng didn't speak, and took a wooden sign over and engraved the words Wanyue.
I quickly lit the incense candle, placed it on top of the wooden sign, and yelled softly: "Too high, old gentleman is in a hurry!"
He bowed to the wooden sign for a few times, and stepped the incense candle on the wooden sign.
The joss stick in front of me was burning quickly, but I didn't see the black smoke of the joss stick floating out.
If there are people who are knowledgeable, it must be clear that this is called "ghost smoking".
Wang Dao’s face showed intoxication, from
He took out a box of biscuits from his pocket, and Lin Jiusheng placed it in front of the incense candle.
"Thank you, son." The woman's voice came over.
Immediately after Wang Dao threw himself to the ground, Wang Long quickly stepped forward and helped Wang Dao up.
Others did not see Wanyue, Lin Jiusheng opened the ghost eyes to see clearly.
Wanyue was standing in front, holding a box of biscuits in her hand, eating constantly, devouring it.
Lin Jiusheng didn't make a sound, and looked at Wanyue quietly. After she finished eating, he folded his hands and asked, "Miss Wan, I don't know if you can see a corpse in the forest."
Wan Yuewen was stunned, then nodded and said something to see.
This caused Lin Jiusheng's heart to move, and he hurriedly continued to question.
Unexpectedly, Wan Yue covered it with a soft smile, but sold it off.
"The little girl can tell the son, but can the son promise one thing to the little girl?" Wan Yue said softly.
"You said." Lin Jiusheng said.
Wanyue pointed to the place more than fifty steps ahead, and said: "The little girl has been buried here for a hundred years. It rained heavily outside, and it rained on the little girl’s tomb. It chilled the little girl uncomfortably, and begged the son to give it to the little girl. Change residence."
Lin Jiusheng felt relieved. He thought it was something difficult to do, but he didn't expect to move his grave.
"I've helped with this." Lin Jiusheng smiled.
Wanyue smiled with joy and bowed to Lin Jiusheng, "I have seen the female corpse before. She is hiding in a cave in the east. The cave is a bit evil. Please be careful."
After saying this, Wan Yue disappeared.
Wang Dao had already woke up, his face was very dazed, and he couldn't figure it out at all.
Wang Cheng and Wang Hu looked at Lin Jiusheng talking to himself, and the expressions of the two of them were strange. They didn't know what they thought of. They quickly looked to the left and right, and their bodies couldn't help but hit a chill.
"It's okay," Lin Jiusheng said softly.
Wang Long was instructed to bring the shovel over. After getting the shovel, Lin Jiusheng followed what Wanyue said and came to the front place.
A few shovels dug down, and a tomb was dug out. With the passage of time, the coffin has decayed.
There is a female corpse in the coffin, and this female corpse must be Wanyue.
(End of this chapter)