Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Ghost moon walks at night

Yang Yongqing fell into a coma at some point, and several deep finger prints were scratched on the ankle, and even a place was pinched by the finger of the monster, bleeding out.

"Yongqing shed a lot of blood, Qing'er, what are you doing?"

"Stop the bleeding first."

Yang Ruoqing threw a small white porcelain bottle over, Yang Huazhong caught it, quickly poured the hemostatic powder inside on Yang Yongqing's wound, and tore off a piece of her own clothes to bind Yang Yongqing's wound.

After finishing all this, he asked Yang Yongzhi to pinch Yang Yongqing. Yang Yongqing finally woke up.

"Third uncle, water ghost, water ghost!"

Just as he regained consciousness, great fear flooded into Yang Yongqing's eyes. He subconsciously grabbed Yang Huazhong's arm tightly and hid behind him.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Yang Huazhong patted Yang Yongqing's back, repeatedly comforting him.

A few people got together and looked at the lotus pond from a distance.

Yang Ruoqing was still standing on the shore, looking directly at the lotus pond.

In the lotus pond, the water waves were still churning. Obviously, the thing was injured and did not leave, struggling in place.

"Qing'er, stand back a little bit, that water ghost is very strong, be careful not to drag you down." Yang Huazhong warned loudly from afar.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and smiled at them. Compared with their embarrassment and panic, she calmly made them ashamed.

In fact, she was the one who rescued them before, otherwise they would all be dragged to the deep water area by water ghosts.

"Father, after you have rested, send two people home, and help me call Uncle Luo over, and ask him to bring two fishing nets."

"What? Fishing nets? Could it be that you still want to use fishing nets to catch water ghosts? That's a water ghost, a ghost!" Yang Huaming yelled at Yang Ruoqing in fright.

"Fourth Uncle, there are no water ghosts at all, that's..."

"Why are there no water ghosts? This is the [-]th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar. The gate of ghosts was only opened last night. All the ghosts and ghosts have come up, wandering around in the world!"

Yang Huaming said in horror, his eyes glanced around, his face was pale under the moonlight, as if ghosts were standing in front of him, coming out from all directions.

"It's a water ghost, it's a water ghost, it's a human hand grabbing me, it's icy cold, it must be a drowned person turned into a ghost..."

Yang Yongqing shrank behind Yang Huazhong and shouted in panic.

"Third uncle, let's go home, I won't look for it, I won't look for it..."

Yang Huazhong supported Yang Yongqing, who was extremely emotional, with a complicated expression.

Yang Yongzhi slapped Yang Yongqing hard: "Calm down, don't shout!"

Yang Yongqing buried his head and didn't dare to make trouble anymore, Yang Yongzhi got up and came to Yang Ruoqing's side, and said in a deep voice: "Qing'er, Fourth Uncle and Kid Qing both insisted that they are water ghosts, what do you think..."

"Third brother, I don't know if anyone has drowned in this lotus pond. Will the drowned person really turn into a water ghost and come up and wander around the world in the second half of July? I have never seen it personally, so Dare not make a decision."

She pointed to the lotus pond in front of her, where the waves were still swaying: "But I can be sure that the thing in the water is definitely not a ghost, ghosts have no substance, and that thing just took a solid blow from me." .”

"It's suffering from pain, and it's still struggling in the water. Let's take this opportunity to cast a net and catch it to see what's going on. Should we wait until its wound recovers and continue to stay in the soup and do evil?"

(End of this chapter)