Mr Tang

Xia Meiyue was confused, "What are you talking about, why am I getting more and more incomprehensible?"

Xie Yan didn't look at the two of them, and took out a few suspicious things he found in this village, a piece of bright red cloth, an eye, and a finger bitten off by him.

"Ah, you, you, you, why do you have these things!" Zhao Yunxin cried out in shock when he saw the things in Xie Yan's hand.

Xia Meiyue was also taken aback. She pointed to the thing in Xie Yan's hand, covered her mouth, and wanted to vomit.

As for Cao Yan, who was still in a nervous breakdown, she fainted from fright.

Lin Ye: "Why is there a finger?"

Xie Yan: "Remember when I asked you if you think there are ghosts in this place? Because I did see a ghost that night, but I bit off a finger of him."

Su Yan's focus was a little different. He asked, "How did you bite off the ghost's finger?"

Xie Yan, "..." This is a bit hard to say!Could it be that the ghost himself put his fingers into his mouth and let him bite?

Lin Ye picked up the red cloth and looked at it, but found nothing suspicious. I don't know why Xie Yan brought this cloth out?

Xie Yan received his puzzled look and explained, "I took this back from the door of the place where Cao Yan was unconscious. This place was originally an uninhabited village, and it seems that there has been no one for many years. , Where there are no people, how can there be a big red cloth, and there is still no trace of fading."

After what he said, Lin Ye also felt that the village was very unusual this time, with ghosts and tomb robbers.

Lin Ye: "Is there more than one ghost in this place?"

Cao Yan met two different ghosts, and Xie Yan also met one, although it is not known whether it is the same one as Cao Yan.

Several people fell silent. Although Xia Meiyue was afraid in her heart, she didn't dare to be distracted, and kept listening to their discussion.

Xie Yan packed up all the tomb-robbing tools on the ground and put them back into his schoolbag, but he didn't intend to return the schoolbag to Zheng Yan.

Since Zheng Yan is a tomb robber, he should come back to get these tools. He just needs to catch Zheng Yan when he comes back to get things.

Xie Yan thought about this, and suddenly thought of why Zheng Yan took the yellow cloth, or did he know what the yellow cloth was?

Lin Ye: "Now we need to find Zheng Yan and let him take us out."

Xie Yan closed his eyes, recalling what had happened in the past few days, suddenly he opened his eyes and looked at Lin Ye, "There is a tomb here, and it's not an ordinary tomb. The yellow cloth that was robbed , it is very likely that it has the exact address of the grave, or something related to the grave."

He first thought that it would be abnormal for a tomb robber to appear here, except for diggers, and then why would a digger steal something? That is only possible. The thing he robbed was very important to him, or it was the road map of the tomb.

What grave would have a road map?Except for the ancient nobles.

However, there is still a doubtful point, that is, the letter received by the original owner said that after coming to Luoyang Village, the original owner would be given another 74 yuan, so why did he not see the person who gave 74 yuan after coming here for so long.

After Lin Ye heard this, he also thought about it and felt that it made sense. Among these people, except for him and Xie Yan whose minds were spinning all the time, the others were all at a loss.

It's getting late, Xie Yan and Lin Ye finally decided to go out to find Zheng Yan tomorrow. According to Xie Yan, when he told everyone to gather, Zheng Yan didn't show up until he called for more than ten minutes .

Xie Yan guessed that he should dig somewhere nearby, not far from them, the scope narrowed down a lot, and the route to find someone for tomorrow was already set, Xie Yan and the others fell asleep in peace.

While sleeping, Xie Yan took Zheng Yan's schoolbag as a pillow.

At night, the quiet night, like the previous two nights, came the voice of a child, Xie Yan was so disturbed that he couldn't sleep, he opened his eyes, and saw a seven or eight-year-old boy at the door, looking at him with a smile .

Xie Yan's cold eyes met the child's green eyes, and he whispered a word, "Get lost!"

The kid didn't expect this person to go out with him without being confused by him, his mouth shrunk, as if he was about to cry, his green eyes suddenly turned back to black, then blood red, he smiled strangely, and suddenly his neck twisted , the whole head and body were separated, and rolled in front of Xie Yan.

He still said, "Big brother, is this a new game you play with me? Haha, I'm getting over here. Come and play with me!"

Xie Yan's eyes were indifferent, and he was not charmed by the child's specially imitated innocent laughter. He stepped back and kicked his head in the direction of the gate like kicking a football.

"Hey, what bastard with no eyes is throwing things around." With a bang, an old man's groaning sounded, and a "person" with a rope hanging from his neck suddenly appeared above the gate, or someone called it a ghost. precise.

She turned her head stiffly with the rope, her face was bluish white, her tongue was hanging down her neck, and one eye was empty.

When Xie Yan saw her, he knew that she was the ghost Cao Yan said, and that she was the owner of that eye. To him, he had already seen three ghosts, one pervert, one hanged ghost, and one liar. People and ghosts.

The child's head was giggling on the ground, which made people feel panicked.

Xie Yan looked at the two of them, frowning slightly, and then looked at the other five people who were sleeping like dead pigs. It was impossible that they hadn't woken up yet, or was it something wrong with them?

The child seemed to know what Xie Yan was thinking, and said in that child's voice, "

I want you to play with me, big brother, so I let them fall asleep, haha, big brother, come and play with me! "

Every time the kid said a word, Xie Yan felt a chill, as if the surrounding air was changing because of his words, and there were more and more children's voices at the door.

There were more than three ghosts, Xie Yan pursed his lips, thinking about how to deal with the ghosts in front of him, he is an ordinary person in this world, not a celestial master or something, so he can't solve it.

"Little friend, it's time for you to go home. Your father and mother are here to look for you." The hanged ghost above the door said suddenly.

The little devil's smiling expression paused, and instantly twisted into a hideous face, and he roared at the hanged ghost, "You lied to the ghost, you lied to the ghost, they are gone, they are gone, so they won't come to pick me up."

As he said that, a foul-smelling blood flowed from all over his body, spreading around, and the kid looked at Xie Yan again, his eyes became fanatical.

He said, "Brother, let's play a game, okay, you play my father, okay, agree or not, if you are my father, I will let them go out here."

I have to say that this condition is very regrettable, if it is an ordinary person, it is possible to agree, and then let those companions who went out to call the police, and let the police find this place, it is a delay.

But Xie Yan didn't think so. He still didn't want to have an extra son out of nowhere. If Mr. Tang found out, he might be thinking wildly.

The hanged ghost suddenly screamed, Xie Yan looked over and saw that she was touching the door plaque and muttering something.

Xie Yan looked puzzled, she seemed to be looking for something, could it be something she picked up there today?

Just as he thought of this, the hanged ghost suddenly crawled over like Xie Yan with his limbs like a spider, "Give me back my things, give me back my things..."

Her hair was disheveled, she raised the grimace with only one eye, and was about to grab Xie Yan.

Suddenly a gust of howling ghosts and wolves blew up, and the child and the hanged ghost disappeared with a bang.

Xie Yan felt a cold breath in the strong wind, and a cloud of black air that was getting closer and closer to him.

Xie Yan felt that this ghost was much stronger than the two just now, and he was not the kind who would chatter with you, and would immediately attack you as soon as he came.

He reacted and wanted to run, but he felt his hand being grabbed, and suddenly his eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he was taken into the room where he came to find the quilt yesterday.

It's just that the room doesn't look old and dusty like last night, but has a brand new look. There are two big red pillows and a happy quilt on the head of the bed.

On the dressing table next to it, there was a red candle and a white candle burning. The candlelight flickered, reflecting Xie Yan's sweaty forehead.

Xie Yan only felt that something was pressing on him, making him unable to get up, and could only lie on the bed, unable to push it away.

Feeling his body being touched by something, the tactile sensation... just like what Mr. Tang did to him before, Xie Yan was startled and wanted to resist.

He wanted to resist, but his hands were firmly grasped and buckled on his head. This was the first time Xie Yan encountered such a situation, and he cursed angrily, "Nimma, if you dare to touch me, I will definitely make you play ten times!" In the eighth hell, you will never be reborn forever."

This pervert doesn't know who he was before he was alive, and he's still so impatient after death...

Xie Yan, no matter how much wish points he spends, he will never let this pervert go.

When the pervert heard Xie Yan's scolding, he stopped moving, and then intensified.

Xie Yan only felt that a piece of ice was pressed on his body, he wanted to shiver from the cold, and there was no part of his body that felt like he was holding a big piece of ice

It's just that when the pervert kissed him, Xie Yan opened his mouth without looking at it, until his jaw was strangled and he was forced to open it.

A chill came over, and he was eating old popsicles in his mouth.

The next morning, Xie Yan was the first to wake up, looked at where he was, it was not the room last night, Xie Yan just wanted to comfort himself, it was just a dream, but the pain on his lips told him He, that was not a dream.

With a livid face, Xie Yan took out the Luoyang shovel and patted it on the palm of his hand. Now he really wanted to get out of this ghostly place quickly, and then find a master, so as to crush that pervert.

And in another cave, Zheng Yan was hiding in it, holding a piece of yellow cloth in his hand, and his brows were frowning tightly. Who is the owner of this tomb palace? It's just his identity during his lifetime.

What Zheng Yan saw was that his anger rose up all of a sudden, and he smashed his fist at the earthen wall in the cave.