Live fortune telling: too accurate a fortune teller becomes a public enemy in the mysterious world

"Let's go and have a look!" Grandpa shouted boldly and took the lead in rushing towards the mangy head.

Chen Changsheng was the first to rush forward, not because he was so kind, but because he had good eyesight. From a distance, he saw an earring on the road beside him that looked very familiar.

Halfway through, he pretended that his shoelaces had come loose, and while he was tying the shoelaces, he bent down and grabbed the diamond earrings in his hand.

He only muttered in his heart, he was sure that he had never been on this road, so how could he have his own earrings?

"Oh my god! Kill a Thousand Knives, who did this bastard thing?..." Some of the people who rushed over later cursed.

Chen Changsheng stood up and looked over. The distance here was close, and he was 1 meters tall. He could see a cruel scene through the gaps in the crowd at a glance.

I saw some dark red blood stains on the weeds around the pond.

gnawed bones were scattered everywhere, and many bones still had some skin on them.

Chen Changsheng's scalp felt tense for a while, and certain fragments seemed to flash through his mind.

He tried to remember, but the excruciating pain made him squat on the ground for a moment, holding his head and wailing.

Just when some memories were about to come to mind, someone suddenly tapped him heavily on the shoulder.

"Changsheng, Changsheng, are you okay?"

He looked up blankly and saw the old man looking at him with worry on his face.

Shaking his head, he said: "Grandpa, I'm fine. I just feel a little uncomfortable seeing this all at once."

"Child, don't be afraid. The countryside is like this. It's close to the mountains and it's easy to be attacked by wild beasts."

"This girl is also pitiful. She doesn't get any good things while she's alive, and she can't find peace even after she dies." He shook his head and sighed.

"Beast?"

"Huh? Where's the skull?"

"Which way!..."

The village chief shouted loudly, and Chen Changsheng, who was talking to his grandfather, said it casually. He also raised his hand and pointed to a low locust tree in the distance.

After saying that, he wanted to cover his mouth!

He came here this morning and had never been there at all. How could he know if there were any heads?

I deserve a beating if I owe you something.

He looked at his grandfather and lowered his head helplessly; thinking that if he didn't find it for a while, his grandfather would give him a scolding.

He was prepared, but the result was a surprise.

"Here, the skull is really here!"

The village chief was so brave that he just wrapped the head in a towel and picked it up.

Everyone looked at the towel in his hand, and there was half a skull lying on it that had also been eaten. Half of the skin on the skull was peeled off; the eye sockets were all empty, leaving only half of the pale and bleeding face. , still hanging on the skull.

"vomit......"

The scene was eerily silent for a time. The two elders of the Li family were so sad that they fainted. From time to time, the sound of villagers covering their mouths and retching could be heard from all around.

Chen Changsheng even lay on the ground and vomited bile!

His heart felt tense. Wasn't the appearance of the skull the scene he saw in his dream that morning?

Grandpa has a senior position in the village. The second elder of the Li family fainted. There was no one to talk to at this time. The village chief came to invite grandpa to discuss it with him.

In the end, it was decided to move Li Xiaojing, the daughter of the Li family, to another hilltop for burial.

Country people are wandering, and not everyone can touch the new grave except the descendants of the next generation.

However, Li Xiaojing was only in her 20s and had not yet married or had children. She had no relatives at home, so the gravedigger was another problem.

Grandpa's eyes scanned the crowd, but no one seemed suitable to him. Until he finally glanced at me, he turned around and his eyes lit up.

"Chang Sheng, this girl is a poor person, and she is as old as you; this time I have to ask you to help move the grave." He sighed and said.

"Uncle, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. This matter of relocating the grave is full of evil spirits. If you are a young man and you can bear the birth of a baby, I'm afraid you, the old man, will be defeated!" the village chief said in surprise.

Grandpa waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. At my age, I'm already half buried in the earth. If I'm going to be defeated, I'll be defeated already. It's a pity that this girl came to give me some meat just a few days before she left." , let Changsheng thank her for me!"

Seeing that Grandpa had made up his mind, the village chief had no choice but to nod and agree to move Chen Changsheng's tomb and start the construction of the grave.

Once you make a decision, there will naturally be rules.

A few younger people dug out the coffin. Grandpa and a few brave old people in the village picked up Li Xiaojing's scattered bones and put them into the broken coffin.

When the earth pit here was filled up, Chen Changsheng took the lead, wearing a white linen cloth on his head and a filial belt around his waist, and carried the coffin in front.

When they reached the top of the mountain on the other side, it was almost noon, and the coffin was sent up the mountain. The rest was Chen Changsheng's responsibility.

Grandpa glanced at him and hesitated to speak. Finally, he patted his shoulder and led everyone away.

By the time Chen Changsheng had dug the three-meter hole by himself, it was already before the sun set. He used all his strength to pull out the wooden stopper on the bench at one end.

The broken coffin and the bones slid down the slope of the bench and into the bottom of the pit.

"Quack quack quack..."

"hehe......"

A crow crows, and a strange wind blows from somewhere at this time, making the hairs on his body stand up.

He looked around and saw no one, but he clearly heard laughter.

The sun was about to set, and fog had already begun to form on the top of the mountain. He was so frightened that he didn't even bother to wipe his sweat. He kept shoveling the soil and burying the coffin with all his strength.

When moving the grave and digging the hole, he held a pious attitude and did not feel that time was slow.

Filling in the soil now takes a lot of time.

When he looked up, the sun had already set, and the mist in the mountains had spread to the foot of the mountain. His vision was obstructed, and he could not see clearly the road under his feet.

Chen Changsheng's heart was beating fast. He gritted his teeth and walked quickly down the mountain with the shovel on his back.

"Haha..." The girl's cute laughter suddenly appeared, and Chen Changsheng was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

"You...who are you?"

He shouted around, but no sound came back to him. Chen Changsheng's scalp was numb, and large beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead.

I looked at my phone, it was 7 o'clock sharp!

He has been walking for more than an hour since he came down the mountain.

He often came here to graze cattle when he was a child and was already very familiar with this mountain.

Under normal circumstances, it only takes 45 minutes to return to the village. Even if it was dark and we couldn't see the road, we should have arrived home in an hour.

Shivering, he took out his cell phone from his pocket, tried several times, and finally turned on the flashlight.

"ah!......."

When the flashlight turned on, he saw a pile of towering graves on the opposite side. He screamed in fright and rolled back.

"hehe!"

On the gloomy mountain top, the cold laughter sounded again. His fear reached the limit, but his mind became clearer.

Chen Changsheng pretended not to hear the sound and continued to get up and walk on his way.

But the hand in his trouser pocket kept poking at the phone screen.

He knew in his heart that among the people he knew, only Xuanling anchor Zhong Li, whom he had been paying close attention to recently, had any chance of saving him.

He knew that Zhong Li's live broadcast time was at 8 p.m., but she had taken several days off recently, and he didn't know if she could live broadcast today.

But he had no choice at this time. If she answered his distress call, he might have a chance of survival.

If her video cannot be contacted, then today next year will probably become his death anniversary.