The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1652 Picked up a Little Taoist (1)

[Successful collection of soul fragments]
[Obtain Soul Fragment*2]
[Currently, there are *22 soul fragments (of which *7 soul fragments are all willingly given by the fragments)]
[Progress of collecting soul fragments: 80%]
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The moon is dark and the wind is high. In an inaccessible suburb, there is a strong wind blowing. The wind blows fiercely and fiercely. The wind blows like a tragic scream, which makes people feel creepy .

In the deep night, only a little bit of light could be seen faintly, a car was parked on the side of the muddy road, and two figures were bending over, not knowing what they were doing.

Not far from the two of them, there were a few ethereal figures standing together, and they all looked at the two of them tremblingly.

One of the ghosts folded his arms and said in fear: "These two are really brave. They dared to dig that aunt's grave. They really don't know how to live or die."

"Yeah, if that aunt wakes up, they will all be miserable!"

"Are these two grave robbers?" A ghost asked very puzzled, "But there seems to be nothing in that tomb except a coffin."

"I don't know. I guess it's some kind of enemy of my aunt who came here to dig a grave to vent her hatred?" The ghost said uncertainly.

"Don't be kidding. What kind of enemy does that woman have! Don't forget, she is the oldest and the earliest to die in our solitary grave!"

Saying that, the ghost made the final calculation and said, "That person has been dead for at least 200 years now. If she has enemies, she should be a lonely ghost like me!"

"Hey, stop talking, stop talking! Look, my aunt seems to be waking up!" Suddenly, a ghost pushed the ghost friends around him in panic and said.

Those ghosts looked over and saw that the grave dug by the two men exuded a strong evil spirit. The evil spirit was terrifying, and the ghosts beside them were scared out of their wits. How could they dare to gossip? In her own coffin, she was afraid that the person inside would wake up at that time, and her anger would burn the fish in the pond to them.

The howling wind blew past, and the gusts of wind were like sharp and piercing screams, gloomy and numb to the scalp.

A tall and fat man suddenly shivered all over his body. He tightly held the shovel in his hand, raised his head and looked around at the place full of lonely graves.

A touch of fear rose in the man's heart, he swallowed, and said to his companions in fear: "We...do we really want to continue digging?"

The man's companion was a thin and short man. Under the dark night, that man's face looked terrifyingly thin, and his eyes were full of fierce sternness.

The skinny man said fiercely, "Of course! Why, are you afraid?"

The man didn't want to admit that he was afraid anymore, but in this wilderness, surrounded by graves, and the gusts of wind, it made people feel terrified.

The man was about to say something, when suddenly he seemed to see something, his eyes widened immediately, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

The shovel in his hand fell to the ground at once. The man looked terrified and tremblingly pointed behind the thin man, "Ghost, ghost, ghost!!"

As he said that, the man's legs and feet went limp, and he sat down on the ground.

(End of this chapter)