Starting from the folklore forum, making up town objects

Chapter 53 Awakening
Let’s go back to this afternoon.

Chen Xin underestimated his ability. He didn't expect that not every grave had a mourning stick on it, and those that had one would not necessarily take root.

This situation was not mentioned in "Heaven and Earth", and Chen Xin had no such experience.

That's all.

The most important thing is that he was digging graves secretly in the fields alone, and if he was seen, he would be stopped and questioned.

That's still polite.

If Chen Xin really meets the grave owner's family, he will have to run away.

So after experiencing this a few times, Chen Xin gave up.

But what he didn't expect was that when he gave up, Li Dazhui succeeded.

Back on the 18th floor of Qingyi Community, Chen Xin summoned the Mourning Staff.

Unlike the mourning stick that belonged to Li Dazhui, this one was much more delicate and ancient.

The mourning staff is four feet four inches long, and the chicken skull is so white that it is almost jade-colored. There are no signs of later inlay at the connection with the pole, as if the chicken skull had grown there originally.

The white stripes on the staff are not ordinary white paper, and feel a bit like cloth.

I bent the stick a little and found it was very tough.

But these are not Chen Xin’s favorite points. What Chen Xin likes most is... straight!

Keep going straight ahead!

The moment he summoned the mourning staff, Chen Xin was shocked by its straightness. This was a branch that could not have been picked up on the roadside.

Chen Xin even felt that even if this mourning staff did not have any special abilities, just because it was 'straight', many people would pick it up if it was thrown on the roadside.

After quietly admiring it for a while, Chen Xin swung the mourning stick into the air.

Huhuhuhu~
The sound of the stick breaking through the air and the sound of the white wool gave people a strange feeling.

"If this hits your head, it should hurt, right?"

Chen Xin summoned the Staff of Mourning back to the collection of talismans.

The Staff of Sorrow is not a talisman like the Candle Night Stone talisman. It cannot be shrunk.

It's not his house now. If Wang Xingping comes back and sees Chen Xin playing with things on the grave at home, he will at least take Chen Xin to the hospital.

In the evening, Chen Xin received a call from Wang Xingping, and his return home was postponed to tomorrow morning.

In this regard, Chen Xin said that this was expected, after all, this kind of situation happens frequently.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, there was movement in "The Complete Collection of Town Objects" again, and the mourning stick was triggered.

During this flashback, he saw the scenes of Li Dazhui guiding souls under the persimmon tree, in the trench, and on the grave slope.

When Chen Xin finally saw Li Xiaobo wake up, he sighed.

Chen Xin also felt lucky for them that they were able to rescue the child.

But it’s a pity that I didn’t get any Yin De points.

However, Chen Xin also learned one thing: not all supernatural events are caused by ghosts, such as the case of Li Xiaobo.

Chen Xin looked at his remaining 6 points of Yinde.

Suddenly, he thought of Ye Shan.

"I wonder if she's still spreading paper cutouts?"

……

Three o'clock in the morning.

Li Dazhu woke up from his dream.

In his dream, he saw his wife crying in front of him, but he couldn't get any information out of her. He became impatient and reached out to hug his wife, but he found that he had hugged her into a meat pie.

It's the kind of meat that's been flattened, with the body and limbs squeezed into minced meat.

Li Dazhu was immediately awakened by the fright.

Subconsciously, he looked to the side, but there was no one on the bed.

After a moment of silence, he remembered that his wife was with his son.

Li Dazhui let out a sigh and felt that he was too tired in the past two days. In addition, what happened to his son was really weird, so he had this dream.

He couldn't fall asleep at this moment, so he simply picked up the good cigarette that Li Ran had given him and left the room.

Summer nights are cool.

When Li Dazhu was a child, his family was poor and they were not allowed to use electric fans, so he and Li Erzhu slept on the roof every night with mats.

At that time, listening to the cicadas and counting the stars, it was so comfortable. They were still quite common. Some adults directly carried their bamboo beds to the fields. Sleeping in the fields was more comfortable than at home because there were no trees and few mosquitoes.

At that time, Li Dazhu and Li Erzhu were young and did not dare to go because they were afraid of ghosts at night.

Thinking about it now, I was right to be afraid back then. There really are ghosts in this world.

Li Dazhu exhaled a puff of smoke and suddenly felt that tonight was a little different, as if something was missing.

He remembered it only after he finished his cigarette.

By the way, there are no insects chirping and no wind, but it is still very cool.

“Modern society has destroyed a lot of things.”

Li Dazhu sighed and was about to enter the house when he heard a sound coming from Li Erzhu's room.

He took a look and saw that the light was not on, so he ignored it.

But just after he took two steps back, he heard the noise again.

"Can't sleep either?"

Li Dazhu thought about it and decided to walk over to take a look.

The adults in the family died early, so as the eldest brother, he had to take care of the younger ones.

I looked inside from the window. The room was pitch black. There was no one on the bed. There was a figure sitting at the table in the room.

Li Dazhu suddenly understood what the sound was.

The sound of eating!

"Isn't this kid hungry? That's right, he's been following me around all day and hasn't eaten anything. I stewed a chicken and sent it to Uncle Sanqi."

As Li Dazhu said this, he felt hungry too.

Without thinking much, he pushed open the door and entered Li Erzhu's room.

"What to eat, so late at night?"

Li Dazhu turned on the light in the room, and then the smile on his face froze.

"Xiaobo?"

It turned out that there was not only Li Erzhu in the room, but also Li Xiaobo, who was blocked by Li Erzhu with one left eye open.

"Why are you in your uncle's room? Are you hungry too?"

Li Dazhu was helpless. He just took a step forward and saw a pile of red things on the ground.

"what……"

Li Dazhu's words were stuck in his throat as he saw the flat face mixed in with the pile of red things.

The body starts to feel numb from the tip of the tongue and then spreads to the entire body.

Isn’t that the face of his wife who was crushed in his dream?

Why, why are you here?
This is a dream, this must be a dream, a dream within a dream, yes, a dream within a dream!

I want to wake up!

Li Dazhui kept talking, but no matter what he said, he couldn't stop his body from shaking.

At this moment, he saw Li Xiaobo reach out and grab the face skin from the ground, and then... stuff it into Li Erzhu's mouth.

"Eat more... I'm hungry..."

The spy's mournful voice came out of Li Xiaobo's mouth.

boom!
Because Li Xiaobo moved too roughly, Li Erzhu's body slipped off the stool and fell to the ground.

Only then did Li Dazhu see Li Erzhu's belly, which was bulging like that of a six-month pregnant woman, his face stuffed into his mouth, and his eyes, which had long been round and lifeless.

"You... want to eat too?"

A shrill voice came out of Li Xiaobo's mouth.

Sadness, fear, and anger all surged out of Li Dazhu's body. With a roar, Li Dazhu turned around and ran out of the room.

The expression on Li Xiaobo's face changed. His right eye opened, his left eye closed, and he roared viciously:
"Why are you running...why don't you pull me along with you...do you know how heavy the dirt is!"

With one step forward, Li Xiaobo's body, which was less than 1.3 meters tall, created a dent in the concrete floor.

Every step is a depression.

It seemed that Li Xiaobo was carrying a mountain of earth on his back.

……

(End of this chapter)