Boss Shen's Funeral Shop

Shen Jing hid behind the tree and didn't know what to do. He heard the tour guide Wang over there still cursing, his hair was wet with cold sweat.

What should we do now?Are you sneaking back?Shen Jing was thinking in his heart, he had been out for a while, if he went back later than Tour Guide Wang, would something wrong be found.

Although the usual tour guide Wang seemed to be eloquent and good at talking, he had never seen him so irritable. Shen Jing felt a little suspenseful in his heart. He decided to go back first, so he turned around and was about to leave quietly.

Shen Jing turned around and stepped forward, and then... without moving, he looked down, stretched out a hand on the ground, and firmly grabbed Shen Jing's ankle.

"!" Shen Jing suddenly covered his mouth, he turned his head to look at Tour Guide Wang who was still chattering over there, and then looked at the hand holding his ankle, stretched out his foot and kicked him twice.

The ghost hand was kicked twice by him, but he didn't let go of Shen Jing's ankle. Instead, he stretched out another hand on the ground, and then grabbed Shen Jing's other ankle fiercely. After being grasped by those two hands, Shen Jing felt a chill passing from bottom to top.

Shen Jing looked down at his legs, he thought of everything he had encountered here during the day, it was a sunny day and everyone else was sweating profusely, but he was shivering from the cold, and the white shadows on those photos, and even his last Rolling down the bluestone steps made Shen Jing feel terrified.

Shen Jing didn't know that his complexion was not good. He felt that his whole body was not good. This feeling of being caught was really terrible.

Shen Jing looked back again, but was surprised to find that Tour Guide Wang waved the flashlight, then walked to the side, turned a few small turns and returned to Qingshi Road, Shen Jing who was far away could not be seen at all.

Shen Jing breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately after, his fine hairs exploded. Shen Jing looked down slowly, and found that more than two hands had been stretched out from the ground in front of him, and a head had also slowly drilled out. .

Shen Jing lowered his head in horror and watched the face lift up, and then smiled at him. There was no tooth in the cracked mouth, but it looked extremely terrifying.

The sound of "giggle" came from the face where the facial features could not be clearly seen. It seemed to be laughing, but it was also like the sound of bones rubbing against each other. Shen Jing's psychological endurance was challenged. He leaned over and grabbed it. The hand on his ankle, and then broke it hard, and the two hands were actually broken by him.

"Ah!" Shen Jing trembled in fright, and hastily threw the two severed hands out of his hands.

Also because of this action, the ghost finally stopped in front of Shen Jing, but crawled out from the ground, and then slowly crawled towards the two thrown ghost hands.

Shen Jing looked at the ghost who looked like an old man, turned around and ran, but he didn't dare to run directly to Qingshi Road, because there was an old ghost blocking him over there!So he can only turn around and run back.

Shen Jing didn't dare to look back any more, so he could only run forward, passing a few small stone pagodas, Shen Jing didn't have the slightest intention to stop to look at them, he ran all the way for 200 meters, and he was about to reach Qingshi Road.

There was a smile on Shen Jing's face, but within two seconds of his being happy, a hand suddenly came out from the ground, and then grabbed Shen Jing's ankle again.

"Ah!" Shen Jing was dragged staggeringly, and then fell face down.

Pain came from the cotton cloth, Shen Jing stretched out his hand to touch it, and saw blood stains on the palm of his hand, his nose was directly broken, and the soreness from the bridge of the nose made Shen Jing want to cry.

The feeling on the ankle made Shen Jing shudder, he sat up and looked over, and then kicked immediately, kicking this foot several times before kicking the other foot away.

Shen Jing breathed a sigh of relief, supported the tree trunk to stand up, looked up, couldn't help being taken aback, then opened his eyes wide in an instant, not far from him, ghosts emerged from the ground one after another.

Different from the white mist-like shapes during the day, Shen Jing could clearly see the shapes of these ghosts, he didn't dare to vent his breath, and retreated slowly under his feet, and as Shen Jing moved, those ghosts also turned their heads Come on, only the whites of the eyes were fixed on Shen Jing's body, and then they all rushed over in one go.

"Oh my god!" Shen Jing screamed, turned around and ran towards the bluestone road, not to mention looking back, he would have the courage to look forward with his eyes open, for fear that something would suddenly appear in front of him and block his way.

Shen Jing felt that his luck seemed to be bad all the time after accepting the funeral parlor. He met a little ghost and a murderer, and now he has so many ghosts chasing him not long ago. It's really unlucky.

Shen Jing ran out of breath, and then saw another tomb pavilion not far ahead. This was good news for Shen Jing, because the tomb pavilion was in front of Qingshi Road, which also showed that he could run out immediately. Here it is.

And Shen Jing ran over blindly, without noticing at all that there was a figure standing above the tomb pavilion, a slight bell blew past, and the bell hanging on the eaves of the tomb pavilion rang with a crisp bell.

At this moment, the voice behind suddenly stopped, the forest in the dark night looked horrifying, those howling ghosts stopped at this moment, but Shen Jing didn't dare to look back, he just I want to go to Qingshi Road and go down the mountain safely.

The wind stopped, and the ringing of the bell gradually subsided. Shen Jing heard it immediately, and another roar came from behind. Seeing that Shen Jing was about to step on the bluestone steps, the ghosts behind seemed to be in a hurry. A ghost hand broke out of the ground. He grabbed Shen Jing's ankle.

"Ah!" Shen Jing exclaimed, and was about to hit the ground again, so he quickly closed his eyes and covered his face with his hands.

"Dingling bell" sounded crisply. Shen Jing didn't wait for the evil ghost to pounce on him, but felt that his neck was a little panicked. He slightly opened his eyes and looked, and found that his body was indeed tilted. Yes, but not to the point of falling.

"Didn't you remember what I said?" Baili's voice came from behind Shen Jing. Shen Jing turned his head and saw Baili standing quietly behind him, holding a A brass bell, with one hand still holding his collar.

"It's...it's you!" Shen Jing was overjoyed, and then quickly stood up straight, and at this moment, he also found that all the ghosts following him had quieted down.

The man in Baili didn't wear his pair of magic crystals. It's not bad in the woods where the road is almost invisible. In addition, Baili reached out and grabbed Shen Jing's collar, so the positions of the two were very close to each other. Yes, when Shen Jing stood up straight, he realized that this person was actually right in front of him. If he stood up a little harder, he could hit Shen Jing's chin.

What happened in the dream emerged in his mind, and the faint scent of medicine from Baili's body filled his nose. Shen Jing felt that his head was off-line, and he even forgot that there were a group of ghosts behind him.

He slightly raised his head to look at Baili, that face was a bit blurred in the dark night, but Shen Jing could see it clearly at such a close distance, he still felt that he had seen Baili before, this sense of familiarity seemed to be knocked down The same in the bones.

Shen Jing looked at Baili's smooth face, and the nose that was bleeding just now started to itch again.

"I don't know how to live or die," Baili didn't notice Shen Jing's state at all, his face was cold, his voice was also very cold, and there was an unknown fire in his heart that made him feel disgusted with Shen Jing's tone, then turned around and didn't look at Shen Jing anymore , when turning around, he stepped on the ghost claw that was holding Shen Jing's ankle by the way.

Shen Jing could only hide behind Baili, he tried his best to recover his thoughts, and then looked over Baili's shoulder to the group of ghosts, only to find that the ghosts were very quiet.

"How is this going?"

Baili didn't answer his question, but shook the bell in his hand, and there was a pleasant crisp sound in the copper bell, and the ghosts turned around, as if they were about to leave.

Baili didn't want these ghosts to leave. He took a step forward, shaking the bell in his hand, but he took out a handful of acupuncture needles with his other hand.

"Take it," Baili handed the copper bell to Shen Jing, and said, "Don't stop."

"Ah? Oh, oh, okay," Shen Jing lost his mind, but the copper bell kept shaking. Although he shook it very quickly, for some reason, the sound from the bell was still unhurried of.

Baili pulled forward, the silver needles in his hands flew, and the silver needles were set out one by one, hitting the ghosts fiercely, and then Shen Jing saw that those ghosts were actually sucked into the silver needles. middle.

There were a lot of ghosts coming out, and it took a while for Baili to move fast. He didn't pick up the silver needles in time, but was going to pick them up after the ghosts were collected.

For a full five or six minutes, Shen Jing watched Baili walking among the ghosts, his movements were graceful, as if he knew light kung fu, Shen Jing was a little dazzled by the sight.

"Don't shake it, help me pick up all the needles, be careful not to touch the needles." After sucking all the ghosts into the silver needles, Baili looked at Shen Jing, and then felt that Shen Jing was not only causing trouble for him Besides, it is still slightly useful.

Shen Jing responded, and hurried forward to help, the forest was already darker than the outside, and here was a place where leaves covered the sky, it was as difficult as climbing the sky to find the silver needles on the ground, Shen Jing felt that there were too many of them. Eat a few degrees.

"You can turn on the flashlight of your mobile phone..." Baili pulled out a silver needle from the ground and put it in the towel acupuncture bag. Seeing Shen Jing struggling to find the silver needle, he said kindly.

Shen Jing: ...This is really an unspeakable embarrassment. Tour guide Wang is not here anymore, why should he wrong himself.

After Shen Jing took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, it was indeed much easier to find, especially the silver needles would reflect light slightly under the light, which made it easier to find, but the speed was not very fast. By the time it was rooted, Baili had already picked up the rest.

Returning the silver needle in his hand to Baili, Shen Jing stretched his waist and said, "Can I go down the mountain now? I don't want to stay in this ghostly place anymore."

Baili turned his head and glanced at him. Although his expression was normal, Shen Jing felt that he was being despised, because he heard Baili say something right away.

"No, you can't go back before dawn."