dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The moment the stinky bat flew away, two little mice jumped out of the snow on the side of the road.

They jumped three feet high and bit Li Jinlong's face hard.

Immediately blood flowed.

Li Jinlong covered his face with two missing pieces of flesh, screaming in pain.

After biting Li Jinlong, the two little mice did not stop for a moment, chasing after the flying bat.

It's a pity that the legs of the two little guys are too short, no matter how hard they chase, the distance is getting farther and farther.

Just as they were screaming anxiously, two foxes and four weasels ran far away.

Continue to chase the flying bat.

They can keep up with the speed of bats.

But the bat flies very high, even if the little fox and weasel jump up, they can't hit it.

One of the little foxes flashed its eyes, and suddenly accelerated to overtake the bat, and ran straight to the small slope a hundred meters away.

When the bats flew above the small slope, more than a dozen little hedgehogs suddenly appeared. ?

Facing the bat in the air, he shot out the spikes on his back.

Although the accuracy is poor, the power is not enough.

But there was still a thorn stuck in the bat's wing.

The bat was in pain, and the body tilted and fell downward.

Before it could readjust its body and fly high, the little fox who had been waiting here suddenly jumped up and threw the bat down on the snow.

The big bat still wanted to resist, but was swarmed up by the little animals, and was instantly torn into pieces.

Then "everyone" picked up a piece and excitedly took it home to report.

These elves are very loyal, and specially reserved a whole bat wing for the slow-running little mouse.

The two little mice were not too polite, hey hey hey carried them and ran home.

In the land of China, there has been a saying since ancient times that mountains and south and water in the north are yang, and mountains and north and water in the south are hidden.

Most of the Yangzhai are built on the sunny side, and most of the tombs are buried on the shady side.

And in a certain deep mountain in Dongyang County, there is a villa that is different, built on the shady side.

There are many graves around, and there are even unburned paper money, paper people and paper horses floating in the wind.

The architectural style of the villa is also very strange:

The entire outer wall is black, the kind of black that makes people look desperate at a glance.

The one at the main entrance is not a traditional town house like a stone lion.

But two statues of bull heads.

In the villa at this time, a man and a woman were sitting opposite each other.

Between them stood a stove.

In several earthenware pots on the stove, something black and sticky was gurgling.

The steam that came out filled the room with a stench.

The man looks about 40 years old, and his clothes are considered normal.

It's just that his face is gloomy, and he looks like a cruel and merciless person.

The woman was wearing a big red robe, and her gray hair looked like it hadn't been washed for decades, and it grew messily on her head.

Occasionally raised his head to speak, revealing a wrinkled face.

The man's name is Li Feng, and he is Li Jinlong's father.

The woman's name is Li Jiao, and she is Li Jinlong's sister-in-law.

Li Jiao's actual age was actually younger than Li Feng, and she was his younger sister.

Li Feng looked at Li Jiao whose face was twitching from time to time, feeling a little scared in his heart.

"Sister, the 'bull ghost' has been planted for so long, when will I kill that bastard who drives the ski resort?!"

"What the hell, I can negotiate with him and ask him to pay tens of thousands of protection fees every month. This bastard just doesn't know how to flatter him!"

"But that's fine too, if we kill him, the whole factory will belong to our family!"

Although Li Jiao was a woman, her voice was unusually rough.

He is even hoarse than the farmer who has smoked dry tobacco for decades.

"It stands to reason that the bull ghost should have woken up long ago."

"Is there any accident??"

Li Jiao continued to speak while stirring the contents of the clay pot tremblingly.

"How about this."

"Second brother, go to the ski resort in three days and pour the contents of the jar on the bull ghost's head."

"Remember, run away immediately after pouring, and don't turn back when you hear any sound!"

Li Feng frowned as he looked at the foul-smelling clay pot.

"Sister, can you tell big brother what is in it?!"

Li Jiao let out a nervous giggle, revealing a mouth full of scorched teeth with food residues hanging on them.

"Corpse oil!"