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Chapter 1136: Blood Cloth

When they approached, they could basically see the outlines of the two people. They were both tall, but they were fat and thin. They didn't take any lighting equipment, and they were vaguely carrying something like a shovel in their hands, walking tremblingly in the grave, looking like they were walking into a minefield, fearing that they would step on a landmine next.

I wondered whether this Jiu Ye was from Longtou or Longwei Village. He was so powerful. Even though these two people knew that Heilonggang was not clean, they still heard that he came here to dig graves and corpses in the middle of the night.

In the darkness, the fat man leaned forward and reached out to stop the thin man and said, "Don't leave, this grave looks like this."

A tomb in front of them was particularly large, four or five times larger than other tombs. The graves on mass graves are of no particular size or low value. Large graves mean that there are many people buried inside.

"It's not necessarily the size of the grave, Master Jiu said, "There is a big stone pressing on the grave." said the thin man.

"Isn't this a big stone?" The fat man pointed to a raised black thing on the grave.

There is no stone on the grave. In terms of Feng Shui of the cemetery, heavy objects on the grave will be like Mount Tai, and you will never turn over. Cao Zhenglun is cruel enough to die and never let these miserable women go. Since these two guys know that there are stones on the grave, it is probably sent by the Cao family. Thinking of this, my heart beat violently and finally met someone who came out of Duanlong Village. As long as they caught them, they would still be worried that they would not be able to enter this village?

"It's a big stone, let's do it quickly." The thin man put the things in his hand on the ground, spitted on his hands, swung a shovel-like utensil on his grave.

The fat man followed and the two guys shook their bodies in the dark, splashing the soil on the grave everywhere, and splashing on our heads.

Shen Bing said angrily in my ear: "It's too immoral to dig people's graves, let's do it?"

I let out a light "um" and put the urn under the roots of the big tree, and leaned out of the tree with Shen Bing. At this time, the wind was very strong on the hills, covering our low voices, and the two guys couldn't hear it. But the cold wind was biting and it felt something was wrong, so I was about to climb out of the tree. Suddenly I felt that Shen Bing had patted her on her shoulders, and she seemed to have something to explain.

But when he turned around, Shen Bing was riding on a tree like a dragon. From the angle, she was definitely not the one who patted me. The second uncle of Cao, immediately made me sweat. Not only was this the case, Shen Bing also stopped and turned his head back to look, looking at the posture, she was also greeted.

The back was dark and empty, and I couldn't even see a shadow. I couldn't help but wonder, was it caused by the Bigfoot Fairy, or was it a resentful ghost?

Just as I was thinking, I noticed someone was angry on my neck. I was shocked. Someone was playing tricks on my buddy behind my back. But this is not a human, because the anger that a human should be hot, but the anger that this human was cold. It is not a ghost guy who wrote the calligraphy upside down.

Just as I was about to turn around, I heard a familiar woman's voice saying, "Mr. Xi, it's my palace!"

You, a big-headed ghost palace, immediately made your buddy's hair explode again as soon as you said this. Your second uncle, you don't even say hello to me. Do you know that this will scare people?

"What do you want to do? I'll send Tian Lin'er to you tonight." I said, touching the copper coins in my pocket with my right hand.

"We have met just now. Thank you Mr. Xi for your kindness." The ghost girl spoke in a sincere tone, not as if she was pretending to thank her. Then she said: "For these two little thieves, it is not enough for Mr. Xi to deal with them."

Oh, so that's what it means. If I don't let Shen Bing and I fight, then let's watch the show here. Today is not a Hongmen Banquet or Zhong Kui catching ghosts. I guess it's going to be a ghost of the Chinese girl? Shen Bing seemed to have received an explanation from another ghost actor, waved his hand to slide down the tree. We got together, lie on the tree, and prepared to watch the show.

Here we were too close to the two little thieves. After saying these few words, they might have heard it. The two guys stopped and looked back at this side. At this moment, we had shut up. After they looked at each other for a long time, the fat man scratched his head and said, "Why do those two trees look different from before?"

The thin man said: "It's different. There are two more eggs between the two trees, the dragon's head and the dragon's belly."

The second uncle of the grass, the two bastards had quite poisonous eyes, and they really regarded their buddies and Shen Bing's heads as balls. Shen Bing was angry when he heard this and deliberately waved his head to scare them.

The fat man trembled and said, "If there is an egg, you will get out..."

"Brother, don't be afraid, I've heard of this. These three dragon trees can lay dragon eggs. Our buddies are lucky today. Maybe they can pick up two dragon eggs and hatch two little dragons when they go home..."

Before the thin man finished speaking, the fat man slapped him on the head: "Fart, why did Nagarjuna lay dragon eggs? Are you in the brain watering?"

As he was talking, a ball of light suddenly emerged from the dug grave, which completely scared the two guys. He screamed "Ah", threw away the tools in his hand, and ran back with his head in his arms. But after a few steps, he found that it was bright in front of him, a group of female ghosts in white clothes blocked the way, and each female ghost held an oil lamp on her hand.

The Chinese Ghost Story Array was activated, and Shen Bing and I held our cheeks with both hands, feeling very excited.

A piece of white gauze floated down from the sky, blocking behind the female ghost, and two slim black shadows appeared on it. I was stunned. When was there another "I"?

"Who are you? How dare you dig the tomb of this palace?" The squad leader's ghost girl's voice was so cold that it made people feel heartbroken.

Under the lights, these two guys were so scared that their faces looked like earth, and their bodies were shaking like sieve. Slowly, they looked like authentic people from the mountain, and they should be from Longfu Village. They looked at each other and kept turning their fearful eyes. After a while, the fat man gritted his teeth and straightened his chest, as if he had been brave enough to see these ghost actors.

The thin man also tightened his face and sneered: "If the other ghosts are still scared, you will be fine. Master Jiu ordered you to use a red cloth to deal with you!" As he said that, he took out a piece of red cloth as red as blood from his pocket, which was as big as a handkerchief. Under the oil light, it was so red that it made people feel palpitations.

The headmaster hiding behind the white veil immediately exclaimed with a stern scream and shouted: "How come you have the blood of our corpse back then!"
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