Four and a half years old, six nephews compete for favor on the Internet

Chapter 230 This...is this person a ghost?
Bo Hezhou stood beside Fu Yue and said, "Thank you."

When Wang Daqing heard his words, the anger in his heart slowly subsided, and he showed a bright smile: "You're welcome, it should be."

After finishing speaking, Wang Daqing turned and left.

As soon as he left, the room fell into silence for an instant.

Fu Yue sat on the bed, staring at the dilapidated window, the cold moonlight leaked through the gap of the window.

The night outside was falling, and the whole village was shrouded in shadow.

Fu Yue took a deep breath: "Let's rest for one night first, and then go out to check the situation after dawn."

Bo Hezhou nodded and turned off the light.

There was only one dim lamp to illuminate the dim room.

When the three of them were resting, suddenly some strange voices sounded. Lu Xiaoguai and Bo Hezhou opened their eyes one after another. The two got up and went out in tacit understanding. The voice seemed to come from outside. When they were about to go out, Fu Yue The voice suddenly sounded: "You want to sneak away without me?"

They stopped.

Fu Yue stood at the door with her chest folded: "Where are you going, tell me, don't hide it from me!"

Lu Xiaoguai blinked, looked at Bo Hezhou, and then at Fu Yue, her small mouth curled up slightly.

Bo Hezhou reached out and rubbed Lu Xiaoguai's head.

"Are you sure, come with us?"

"of course."

"Let's go then."

Fu Yue walked to the door first.

The three of them left the dilapidated small room, walked out of the dilapidated yard, and walked towards the village square, where they were practicing today. The closer they got, the stranger the sounds, like human cries, or like It was other voices, which were very strange anyway.

The village is small, and almost every household has lights, but their place is completely dark, which looks particularly abrupt.

Fu Yue took out his mobile phone and pointed it forward.

Fu Yue: "The houses in this village are all adobe houses. Aren't there houses made of mud and tiles in the general countryside? But this village is different. All the houses in this village are thatched houses."

Bo Hezhou stared at those houses.

Wang Daqing led them around to the front. There was a crooked neck tree in front of the village, with a straight trunk and luxuriant branches.

Fu Yue's eyes were sharp, and he saw clearly that a huge apple tree was hanging from the branch of the crooked-neck tree, and there was a rope hanging from the trunk, and a lot of paper money was tied under the rope...

Fu Yue's eyes widened in horror, and he tugged at Bo Hezhou's arm.

Bo Hezhou frowned in disgust!
"There's something, don't move it." Lu Xiaoguai said suddenly.

Fu Yue was the one who was most afraid. He had never encountered such a thing before, and he was holding on to Bo Hezhou nervously. If it wasn't for his brother, he wouldn't have come here.

After a while, Fu Yue saw a pair of shoes appear in their field of vision, and then, a man in red clothes appeared...

The man turned his back to them, holding a red candle in his hand, the wax dripped on the ground, splashing sparks,
The red candle emits a coquettish flame...

Fu Yue took a deep breath, and quickly hid behind Bo Hezhou: "This... is this person a ghost?"

"Guess." Lu Xiaoguai smiled.

He observed carefully for a while, and saw that the man walked stiffly, was thin and skinny, he was neither human nor ghost, he couldn't see what it was.

In short, it's right to stay by Lu Xiaoguai's side.

He was about to continue talking when he saw the man suddenly turn around and face them.

With the light of the red candle, they vaguely saw the red light flickering in the man's eyes...

Fu Yue stepped back suddenly, and Bo Hezhou grabbed his shoulder in time.

(End of this chapter)