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Chapter 382: Ghost hits the wall

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    Although the sound of the tranquilizer gun was not as loud as that of a shotgun, it was still quite loud in the middle of the night in the mountains and forests, but the four teenagers did not react at all.  Especially the big cat, who fell to the ground less than twenty or thirty meters away from several people, but the few people turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear.

    "Are these four brats crazy?" Lao Shi frowned and asked me with a cool gesture of closing the gun.

    I have to say that Lao Shi is really a good shooter. I remember when we first got to know each other, this guy stood out in front of me because of the Third Sister¡¯s case. At that time, he fired two shots, killing three of them with one shot.  The dagger in my sister's hand, and the other shot broke the rope hanging me.  Today, within a hundred meters, a big, fluffy cat was anesthetized with one shot!

    I frowned, pinched my fingers, and said to Lao Shi, let¡¯s go up and have a look.

    Crossing the stream, we first walked to the big cat.  Old Shi hugged the leopard's neck before he finished, and smiled at me: "Master Bu, the fur and satin of this thing are very good, and it feels comfortable to touch."

    "Go and marry her as your wife. I might give you a litter of little leopards next spring!"

    "Go! You knew it was a female leopard?"

    "Nonsense, don't look at it lying down, but its body is posing there. How can a male leopard be so petite and exquisite?"

    "Not all men are Yao Ming. It's unscientific to identify male and female based on their size!"

    We walked up to the big tree, talking to each other, but the four teenagers turned a blind eye to us under the moonlight.

    "Hey, you four little brats, do you know how anxious the family is?" Lao Shi picked up the director's fan again and educated him with his hands behind his back.

    The four teenagers paid no attention to them. They were all filthy, their faces were scorched, their eyes were hollow, and their bellies were round. They walked in a line and hurriedly circled the big tree, whispering: "Go quickly, go quickly."  , he¡¯s catching up!¡±

    Several people seemed to be very timid, hunched over and hurried to the water's edge.

    One of them took a look in private and said mysteriously: "Eat quickly, don't let him find out!"

    The four people were lying on the bank of the creek with their buttocks stuck out, swallowing river mud.

    The black river mud that had been deposited for who knows how long seemed to be some kind of delicacy. The four of them devoured it, then turned around and walked around the big tree, then hurriedly returned to the river

    If this continues, the four of them will be strangled to death sooner or later!

    "Master Bu, this is"

    "Ghost hits the wall!"

    In fact, ghosts breaking into walls is the most common supernatural event, especially in rural areas. Traveling alone in the middle of the night is especially prone to accidents!  The people who are most likely to be attacked by ghosts are usually the elderly, women and children. Their yang energy is weak and the yin energy is overwhelming. They lose their souls and become ghosts who attack the wall.  Of course, those with the highest probability of getting into trouble are drunkards, also known as "catching drunkards."

    I remember when I was a child, there was a bricklayer in the village who was very popular because of his superb skills.  He often returned to the village in the middle of the night. He was "caught a drunkard" more than once and was found lying in a cemetery the next day!  He often told us children about his experience after being beaten by ghosts. He said that the ghosts did not actually want to harm him, but invited him to play mahjong.

    Sometimes when we got excited about talking, he would brag to us about how good his poker skills were. When he touched his pocket and found a handful of paper dust, he said this was the money he had won.

    Although we were young, we didn¡¯t take it seriously, thinking that he was just coaxing the children to play.

    Until one day, there was a carpenter in the village who had never been a drinker. He also went out late and returned home late. On the way, he happened to see the scene of a drunken bricklayer being beaten into the wall by a ghost. Only the villagers knew that this was true.

    The carpenter said that that day, the bricklayer was walking unsteadily not far in front of him. As he was walking, he saw him suddenly spinning around in circles, laughing and joking with people, and then his legs lifted off the ground, as if he was flying.  They also ran to a nearby mass grave.

    The carpenter was famous for his boldness. He had also been a butcher before. When he saw this situation, he quickly chased after him without saying a word. He lay down in the hay and took a look. He actually saw the bricklayer sitting in the grave with three models.  The blurry shadows were talking, laughing and playing mahjong.

    The three figures were still wearing Wan Qing's robe and mandarin jacket. One of them had a lot of paper money placed next to them, and they were having a great time.

    The carpenter had long heard that the graveyards in this area were unclean, but he didn¡¯t expect that seeing is believing, and it turned out to be true.

    As we all know, this carpenter belongs to the outer eight professions. He has a skill in his hands and eyes. He took out his adze, blocked it with the middle finger of his left hand, wiped a layer of blood, screamed and rushed towards the grave circle.  Go up.

    The three ghost figures rushed up at the sight of each otherThe round-waisted man, when he saw the silver light shining on the adze, turned around and burrowed into the grave. A carpenter couldn't care less. He picked up the adze and started to chop it. He heard two screams, two screams.  The ghost figure was chopped to pieces on the spot.  The other one ran very fast and fell into the loess bag!

    The carpenter refused to give in. He took out his ink fountain, pulled out the ink fountain thread, and wrapped it around the grave.  Then he carried the bricklayer who had fainted long ago and returned to the village.

    Early the next morning, the carpenter took many villagers straight to the cemetery. They dug up graves without using umbrellas.  My grandma didn't let me go to see it, so Dahu and I hid in the grass on the mountain in advance and watched. We watched the villagers dig open three graves. In two of them, the corpses had just rotted and the stench was so high.  There were a lot of scattered RMB around me.  What is even more surprising is the third tomb. As soon as the coffin lid was opened, the body that had been covered in black and blue for hundreds of years did not rot. It sat up immediately. The carpenter who had been standing at the head of the coffin picked up an adze.  In one fell swoop, he pierced the corpse's skull with the adze.  Everyone could see clearly that a line of black smoke was rising, and the body was rapidly decaying.

    The villagers actually collected a thousand yuan from the coffin. You know, at that time, the salary of a rural worker was only 17 or 18 yuan.

    Later, I heard someone say that actually those three ghosts are not bad things, because low-level tricks such as ghosts hitting walls are tricks only used by little ghosts. However, the yin energy in the cemetery is very strong, and it is indeed easier for people to hit the walls more times.  Die prematurely.

    ¡°Obviously, the four people in front of me were also beaten by ghosts!

    I bit off the middle finger of my left hand, stepped forward, and hit the four people¡¯s Tianling Caps one after another. The four people suddenly woke up after a sudden slap!

    "Youwho are you?" The four little boys were panicked and asked, pointing at me and Lao Shi.

    "Who are we? You have the nerve to ask, of course we are the ones who saved you!" Lao Shi snorted with a dark face: "Look at what you are eating!"

    When the four of them lowered their heads and saw the mud in their hands, they immediately vomited and vomited out puddles of gastric juice wrapped in the mud, as many as four or five bowls.  After vomiting, several guys immediately collapsed on the ground, with no strength at all!

    If we wait a little longer, these four guys will be strangled to death!

    I looked at the four of them and wondered, "Why are there four of you and the other one?"

    The four people looked at each other, even exchanged glances, and then they all shook their heads in confusion!

    Lao Shi glanced at me, frowned and said, "What do you mean? People who come together don't even know when they get lost?"

    "I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat? My grandpa didn't ask you to bring me pizza?" the leader asked me unceremoniously!  At this point, the boy was leaning against the tree and lighting a cigarette.  The lighter in his hand was covered in golden light, and it looked like it was made of pure gold. There were emeralds and a layer of broken diamonds embedded on both sides. The igniting position was a Zheng diamond the size of a pigeon egg. There was a number on the ground of the lighter.  .  This thing is not a simple thing at first glance. No wonder the old man specially told me about this lighter!

    "Your grandfather? Is he the member of a certain association?"

    "Yes, that's my grandpa! I want to eat, take me out quickly!" The boy vomited and groaned.

    I took out four pieces of bread and four bottles of water and threw them to them, while I called them by name. Unexpectedly, what was missing was Liu Xiaoding, the son of the private owner Liu, the one who called for help

    This is strange. Could it be that this child acted alone?

    "Hey, are you going to eat this crap?" As I was wondering, the child named Li threw the bread into the water in anger.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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