Ghost grandmother's village has ghosts

However, since this stream does not seem to be deep, it is actually bottomless, so for so many years, the body of Heizi has not been found, or maybe Heizi's body has been washed away somewhere long ago.

I lowered my head and threw the yellowed papers one by one into the burning fire. I didn't speak for a while, because I didn't expect Uncle Chong to be this kind of person.

"Xiaozhi, what's the matter, why haven't you spoken for a long time!" Uncle Achong smiled unnaturally.

"Uncle Achong, is Heizi okay?" Heizi is a man from our neighboring village, but I still have a vague impression in my memory.

When Uncle Achong heard me talking about Heizi, his face at that time was like a frozen picture in a movie. Where was the astonishment? After a long time, he hesitated and replied: "Heizi, he is my good brother. He is now Great!"

I didn't expect that until now, Uncle Achong would still lie to me with a changed face.

"You go and surrender yourself!"

"What, how did you know!" Uncle A Chong's pupils shrank sharply, and he pinched my shoulder tightly, but I could see panic in his eyes.

It is also because of this that I can really see his face clearly.

"Hmph, Xiaozhi, what exactly do you want? You can make a condition, don't say that Uncle Chong treats you badly!" At this time, Uncle Chong changed his face completely, as if I owed him.

It seems that a complex society can really change a person. Uncle Chong was so simple back then. Unfortunately, he will never come back again. I only know now that Uncle Chong came back this time in such a suit. It's rustic, and it's all to cover people's eyes and ears, so as not to attract others' attention, so they burn the ghost paper here in the middle of the night.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want you to turn yourself in! You have to recognize your mistakes, so that it can really help you!"

"If you say that, there's nothing to say!" Uncle Achong's tone was very frivolous, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly, accompanied by a weird laugh.

"Hey!" I sighed softly, then lowered my head.

But at this time, I only felt a strong external force on my neck, which made my neck almost break, and I was about to lose my breath. I opened my mouth and exhaled desperately.

But at this time, seeing Uncle Achong's ferocious face, I snarled at me viciously: "Xiao Zhi, you know too much, so go die too!"

ha!I sneered in my heart. It turned out that those favors and love were all fake. Uncle Achong lived in this world, and he was really pitiful. At this time, I was not afraid of death, nor reluctant. I just laughed in my heart. Human shamelessness and filth.

Gradually, my face became paler and my tongue stuck out, and at this moment, I heard a "boom" in the water and a strange thing emerged from the water.

I saw the strange thing, with green eyes, and the whole body was covered with green water plants, moss and floats, and the strange thing had long hair, which covered his face, but he could still see clearly, those terrifying green eyes Eyes, and I was shocked at this moment, this is a water ghost!

"You are Heizi!" Although the water ghost's hair is very long, Uncle Achong recognized Heizi at a glance. It seems that this is indeed Heizi who died back then, and now Heizi has turned into a water ghost to take revenge.

Just when I was stunned, I saw the two green hands of the water ghost tightly grasping Uncle Achong's clothes, and Uncle Achong was frightened, holding my sleeve tightly with one hand, but here At the critical moment, I still stretched out my hand, grabbed Uncle A Chong's hand tightly, and pulled him back.

And Uncle A Chong didn't expect that I would save a person who wanted to kill himself, with a complicated expression on his face.However, due to the incomparable strength of the water ghost, Uncle Achong finally broke free from my hand. He didn't have time to snort, but only heard a "plop", and thousands of waves were stirred up on the water.

After a while, the water surface of the creek returned to calm, even the ground was dry, and the traces of the ghost paper that Uncle A Chong and I burned just now were gone.

I called Uncle Achong's name loudly, but the surroundings were extremely silent, as if what happened just now was simply a dream.

But at this time, I only felt that the sky was shaking a little, and my head was a little heavy.