Yang Wenxiu continued: "That night, I had a dream."

The dream was very clear. I could see the whole village walking in the same direction, and there were people in front holding white flags, calling us to hurry up.

I didn't know where I was going, I could only see a red lantern hanging in the distance.

The people in the village were like moths chasing the lamp, going to the red light and unable to stop.

The person holding the white flag was still shouting: Everyone, please be careful, don’t drop anything. If anyone drops something, go back and pick it up, please hurry up.

I saw some people picking up shoes, some picking up hats, and some actually grabbing clothes flying in the sky as if they were floating.

I want to stop!

Although I knew it clearly in my heart, my hands and feet were not in control. I would do whatever the person said. I followed the person in front of me and walked into a red door.

All the men, women, and children in our village were in a gray, foggy place. Apart from the people around us, we couldn't see anything further away.

At this time, two people came over, one carrying a red lantern, and the other holding an inkstone and a writing brush.

The man who carried the lantern took the lantern and shone it in our faces and said, "No!"

The man with the brush drew a mark on our faces.

After they finished painting all the people, the man said, "Something's wrong! Why aren't they here? Is there anyone who hasn't come back?"

The person holding the pen said: "They should all be back. Did we find the wrong place? Go back and tell the boss."

"What to do with these people?"

The man holding the lamp said: "Just leave them here! It's not troublesome enough to let them out!"

Those two people left like that, and all the men, women, and children in our village seemed to have been nailed to the ground, unable to move or shout.

I can only see the few people in front of me. If I see anyone's head hanging down, that person is dead.

At that time, I only had one thought: die quickly! I won’t suffer any more if I die. Standing straight without food or water, my whole body aching and aching, it’s simply not a sin that humans should suffer!

Not long after, I died, but after death, the ghost is still standing there!

I watched helplessly as the people in front of me rotted away bit by bit, and watched as their flesh fell off piece by piece and piled up under my feet. In the end, we were so rotten that even our bones fell apart, and only one soul was left nailed to the ground.

On the ground.

When Yang Wenxiu said this, he couldn't help but cry. His cries kept circling in the room through the soul confinement bag, and the dark resentment leaked out from the mouth of the bag.

I picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the bag: "Speak slowly!"

If I don't stop Yang Wen from repairing, he will easily turn into a monster on the spot. Although I am not afraid of a fierce ghost, I don't want to waste any effort.

Chopsticks may seem like an inconspicuous thing, but there are many taboos about using them.

Once an ordinary thing has a taboo, it means that it can be turned into a magic weapon to fight ghosts and exorcise evil spirits in the hands of a warlock. When I pulled out the chopsticks, Yang Wenxiu screamed in pain, and the anger that just emerged,

I felt much calmer immediately.

I said again: "Whose command are you following after you come out?"

Yang Wenxiu said: "Not long ago! Another person who picked up the red light came in. He told us: We can be let go, but we have to listen to him."

"We didn't know how long we stood in that dark place. Let alone being able to get out, even if we could move, that would be a huge luxury!"

"The man said that a man will come here in a few days, and that man is our leader, asking us to listen to him. Don't ask anything else, otherwise he will nail us back, and he will let us go and leave.

Already."

"I don't know how many days later, a red sedan came to us. Someone was talking inside the sedan, but no one came out. He told us that if someone opens the door, let us go out first and clear the area within a three-mile radius.

Kill everyone inside, and then wait for him to go out."

"That's not true. As soon as the door opened, we went out and ran into you."

I asked: "How do you calculate time where you are staying?"

Yang Wenxiu said: "I can't calculate it. There is no day or night there. It's always dark and misty, just like the underworld."

In fact, Yang Wenxiu was wrong. The underworld has day and night just like the Yang world. However, the sun, moon and stars cannot be seen there. There is only bright light during the day, but it is pitch black at night.

Ghosts living in the underworld are just like people in the upper world. They get up to work during the day, do business in the market, and have restaurants open at night.

The place where Yang Wenxiu was trapped was definitely not the underworld, otherwise, he would have been released by the underworld long ago.

I casually threw the bag of forbidden souls to Ye Huan: "Find a place to put it away first, don't open the bag. Otherwise, you will kill him."

Ye Huan had no place to collect the soul bag, so he could only hand the bag to Shopkeeper Xu.

I looked at the veteran thief and said, "Old thief, what do you think?"

The veteran thief's face darkened, he pointed at me and cursed: "How old are you? You are over twenty, and you are still not established. Do you want me to feed you, or do you want me to urinate for you?"

"Lao Xu, bring me a pair of scissors. I'll open his crotch right now, so that he won't have to poop in his pants later!"

My face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Old Ghost Ye also looked at Ye Huan with a look of disgust: "When Master Yuan lectures his grandson, you should also listen carefully. I don't even bother to lecture you. They both have the same virtue. If he scolds him, he will scold you."

"There are more than 20 people, and they come back to ask grandpa what to do about everything?"

"You're not weaned!"

"Lao Xu, go and get me some milk powder. Bring me a milk bottle and I'll give it to him. The milk powder needs to be fine-grained. I'm afraid he'll have diarrhea after eating it."

Shopkeeper Xu was dumbfounded and stood there not knowing what to do?

Ye Huan quietly kicked the stool vacated by Shopkeeper Xu towards me and pouted at me.

I kicked the stool back to him again and pursed my lips, meaning: Your father is scolding you now, so you should knock him unconscious first! Elder thieves are easy to deal with.

Shi Qi looked at the stools moving back and forth under our feet, then at the two old men who were spitting foam at their mouths, and whispered: "Grandpas, your porridge is cold, can I help you heat it up?"

The veteran thief immediately laughed: "This girl is still considerate. Come on, pour me a cup of tea first, and I'll moisten my throat."

Ye Laogui also said: "If you want to drink tea, you have to pour the wine first."

Shi Qi stood up and poured water for the two old men: "It's not good to drink tea or alcohol when you wake up in the morning. Drinking some water first is good for your health."

The two old men were so happy that their eyes almost narrowed into slits.

Are these two old men drunk?
Chapter completed!