Here Lies The Wicked

Li Dacheng forgot the warning of Uncle Li. He looked up and saw that the river lamp was flowing out of the river in the direction behind the first large estate.

Li Dacheng was surprised, he could see God at once and forgot to walk.

When he remembered he was on his way,

But the cold found that the third uncle, who had been holding him up, was gone.

Li Dacheng was in a hurry. The third uncle, who had just been with him, disappeared. He rushed to find it. His injured leg had just landed, and his teeth were tightly bitten, and a big cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

“Three, three uncles...”

“Uncle, don't scare me, I'm scared alone...”

Li Dacheng, who was in a cold sweat, stood there anxiously yelling at Uncle San, but because he was afraid and didn't dare to make too loud noise, the more anxious he was to find someone, his heart rose cold, and he felt his back creepy.

Lee Dacheng couldn't figure out how this big living man disappeared. He was anxious to pick up a dead branch on the ground. He endured pain while limping to find the missing uncle.

Late in the night, empty villages were clear, and the sound of Uncle San's footsteps was not heard.

Li Dacheng crippled, and Shenzhen Laolin was alone in the empty village. The more he walked, the more his legs and stomach trembled. On both sides of the row, there was no angry black paint painted house, always feeling shady.

“Uncle, Uncle..." Li Dacheng repeatedly called out to Uncle.

I don't know how long this village hasn't been here. The ground is full of dead branches, fallen leaves, near the river and slippery moss. Li Dacheng dared not get too close to the river, afraid to fall again.

Unconsciously, Li Dacheng found the door to the house of Dazhuang Zi. If he wanted to keep moving forward, he had to go through Dazhuang Zi. Li Dacheng had intended to rush over, but he found that Dazhuang's door was open and sewn. The door was not big enough for one person to go over.

Li Dacheng stunned.

The width of the door seam seems to be just enough for Uncle Sang's body to pass?

Li Dacheng hesitated in his place first. He thought of taking care of himself. This time, he also offered to help him find a cow. Even when his leg was broken, he still couldn't help but give up. If he just walked away, it would not be any different from ungrateful animals, and being a person should speak of conscience. Once Li Dacheng bit his teeth, his heart was strong. Today, he must also find Uncle San. Whether or not he entered the family, he has no clue now, and the door of this family is the most suspicious.

Li Dacheng walked near the door with a stick of branches. He first stood outside the door and shouted carefully at the third uncle. His eyes and ears were constantly watching the back of the door. But there was no sound behind the door. Quiet and quiet, just as strange and quiet as this empty village.

Li Dacheng hesitated a little, but finally took the courage to push the old and broken wooden door.

His hand pressed against the door, his hand was rough, the surface of the door was very weathered, Li Dacheng tried to push hard, the first push didn't actually push, as if something was behind the door against the door, didn't want him to open the door, Li Dacheng obviously felt a force behind the door pushing down in the direction of him, and didn't let him open the door.

This must be my illusion! As the sweat seeped out of the large pieces, his breathing also began to become disturbed and hurried. Li Dacheng gave himself a reason to calm his heart beat like a drum, and then pushed the door down again with some hesitation.

This time there was something behind the door that didn't feel like it, squeaking... the wooden door was pushed open by him gently this time.

Behind the door is a very empty cold and refreshing courtyard. There is no one behind the door but many white and white paper lanterns hanging in the courtyard.

The word "sacrifice” appears on the blank lantern.

Isn't this an empty village with no one here? Why is there a spiritual church here? One by one, Li Dacheng felt that his heart was getting worse and worse. At this time, he was anxious to find Uncle Li Dacheng. The flashlight shone in the direction of the main hall behind the yard. The light beam went through the window and seemed to be sitting behind the window. A person suddenly appeared in the old forest of Shenzhen. Li Dacheng was furious in his heart. He hurriedly pressed the flashlight to stop shooting.

“Three, three uncles... three uncles... is that you? ”

“Uncle, if it's you, please respond to me, don't scare me...”

Li Dacheng shouted a few times in the direction of the window and never received a response. Li Dacheng had to shake his hand to continue to use the flashlight. The person still sat behind the window and could only see a vague figure at night. The vague figure sat motionless, not knowing whether it was in the spiritual guard hall or fell asleep.

Li Dacheng's lips trembled a few times, shouted a few times, and no one answered at all. The more he got scared, some people were about to collapse.

“Did I, did I, did I encounter a ghost? ”

……

I don't know how long it took.

Moon shifts westward, in the dark night,

Tinker Bell, the crisp ringing of the bell, suddenly breaking through the quiet and cold night, sounding all over the empty village like a ghost village, as if the Taoist spirit bell kept ringing, through a strange atmosphere that could not be said.

This hilly village, which should have disappeared and should not have appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time, was again entered.

A man and a woman walked in front of each other, both very young, in their early twenties.

Behind them, he followed a cloud with a high tail to trample the Xuexuan cat.

A fine little bell hangs around the neck of a brown cat, ringing the bell of a tinkling bell in a calm and quiet village as she walks.

The bell I heard earlier came from the little bell the cat wore around her neck.

The cat's eyes glowed green in the dark, looking at the gloomy ghost village in front of her, and the dangers of grunting in her throat roared, a precursor to the cat's impending onslaught.

But the weirdest thing to say is, no more than a man in his early twenties.

carrying a coffin on his shoulder.

He, step into the village,

Followed by a dangerous-smelling brown cat.

This guy's a cat.

Naturally, it's square and black.

The cat remembers revenge, especially the little black cat curse. When it recovers, it hastens to avenge it overnight. Be sure to follow it before it snows.

And that woman, that's Koshuk, who leads the way.

“Are you sure King Lau is not in the 72 ghost gates of the tomb keeper's lair in this disappearing ancient village?” Take a glance at the Koshuk painting right next to you.

Gao Shu Painting focused on leading the way: “Since Lao Wang's failure this time, he has not been able to go back to 72 ghost gates to close. If he goes back, he will surely die. ”

Smell, Fang Zheng squinted.

Two people and a cat follow the river's paper boat river lamp, walking a long way in the ancient village, huh? Square surprised.

He thought the ancient village in the old forest of the deep mountain would be deserted, but he saw people wandering around in front of a large house.