The female corpse was wearing high heels on her feet, which was exactly the same pair as Shen Bing held in her hand. She was so angry that she threw the shoes into the pit and kept scolding the old woman to death. However, she was not good at scolding, and she only had a few words to die or was struck by lightning, and then she became exhausted. Obviously, she was not qualified to be a shrew.

Apart from shoes, the female corpse had only earlobes, but had a pair of platinum earrings. I looked at the earrings for a long time, and always felt something was strange, but I couldn't think of the result in my heart. Finally, I buried the body again. Shen Bing said that we would go back to Celi Village and wait for her to come back and send her to the police station.

I touched my nose and shook my head. How could the old woman be so easy to deal with, otherwise she wouldn't have almost killed her the day before yesterday. Shen Bing pouted and asked, "What should we do?" Do you ignore her when she watches her do evil?"

"We can never control some things, so let's find Xiaoxue first." I said and walked out of the woods.

"What does it mean to be indifferent?" Shen Bing asked in discontently.

"Oh, just like the three taboos, do you think we can control it?"

Shen Bing was stunned, blinked his beautiful big eyes, and asked in surprise: "This matter has something to do with the three taboos?"

I scratched my head: "It seems that it has nothing to do for the time being."

"Then what you said is so serious, the world is in charge of all things... Hello, wait for me!"

It was still early after leaving the woods, but it was only 11:00 in the morning. I was moved when I looked at the direction of Baihua Valley. I always felt that Baihua Valley was related to Honghua Valley, so I should start from here when I found Xiaoxue. I walked over there and Baihua Valley was five or six miles away. This section of the road was easy to walk, and it took only half an hour to arrive.

Standing outside the valley entrance and peeking inside, it was still what I saw the day before yesterday, a gloomy corpse-raising land, bare grass growing.

"Also... do you want to go in?" Shen Bing asked me with no confidence.

If I said I didn't dare to go in, she would definitely be despised, so I smiled and said, "I must go in, but I'll be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years. Let the little white flag go in and explore the truth." As I said that, I pulled out the flag, quietly told the pointed ghosts and others to put the flag in.

We leaned forward and stared nervously at the flag gradually fading away, slowly turning into a black dot and suddenly disappeared. My heart tightened. Could it be that the plane crashed, right? After waiting for a long time, I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the flag flying back. Now the sun is in front of me, and the pointed ghosts and the others cannot come out. Seeing a few big willow trees on the right, the shade is very large, I ran over and let the pointed ghosts enter the willow trees.

Willow trees belong to Yin wood, which is a good place to hide ghosts. Besides, they are shaded and will not be harmed. As soon as the boy entered, he said, "Master, there is a corpse-raising land in the valley, and there is not a single hair."

"Don't you have a house?" Shen Bing asked.

"No, bare, yin energy everywhere."

We looked at each other and felt very curious. When we went in the day before yesterday, we saw the house? Are the scenery seen by humans and ghosts different? Shen Bing stared at me with his eyes, as if asking, are you not going to go in and take a look? I quickly turned my head and pretended to look at the terrain everywhere.

Shen Bing picked up the little white flag and waved it: "Get back, we're leaving."

I thought she was going to enter the valley, so I wanted to stop her, but she returned along the same route and walked towards the corpse-burying forest. I couldn't help but laugh in my heart. How bold are you? When I followed, I found that the little white flag in her hand couldn't help trembling, as if a few inside were playing rock.

Shen Bing was not angry, threw the little white flag to me, staring at me and muttering: "4023￥25" probably wasn't saying good things, it must be a complaint like cowards.

I didn't say anything when I took the little white flag and followed quietly. But the little white flag seemed to be really wrong, and it was getting more and more shocking, which made my hands a little numb. I thought to myself that the pointed ghost must have been angry with the public and was being beaten by Lin Mengxi and the others. So I stuffed the flag into my bag and let them make a fuss.

When I climbed over the hill and returned to Celi Village, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon. I deliberately passed by the old woman's house. The door was still open. It seemed that the person had not come back yet. My childlike heart suddenly rose and looked around and looked at no one. I took out a box of push pins from my bag. It was used for making ghost foot nails. I took out a few push pins, pierced my fingers, and applied some blood on each, and buried it in the footprint soil left by the ghost messenger.

I ran back with my mouth covering my head, thinking that if anyone helps the old woman push the grinding tonight, I will definitely be unlucky with my feet.

We walked around the village again and found that there was a family in the southeast of the village holding a funeral. White paper was pasted on the gate, and crying sounds faintly came from the yard. My heart moved. Did Yingyue's evil spirit run back to the village to kill people in the early morning? If I really pay attention, otherwise the Yingyue ghost who was driven away would bite people everywhere like a mad dog.

As soon as he waved to Shen Bing, he entered the door of the house. There was a spirit shed in the yard and a coffin was placed. Several men and women wearing mourning clothes were guarding both sides. One of the women in their twenties was crying as if they were crying, and they couldn't even persuade them. When we entered the door, everyone in the filial piety was lying on the ground, thinking that they were coming to mourn.

We had no choice but to walk to the spirit shed, and bowed three times as the guest shouted the gift. A low cry came from the spirit shed, most of which were pretending. Only the woman cried so much that she was either the deceased's daughter or the wife. The relatives should return the gift, but they looked up at us, and no one knew each other, and no one came out.

Fortunately, the help was smooth and led us to the account, which means that no matter who was giving us the gift first, then talk about it.

"What do you have to do with Xiaojun?" the man asked.

"Uh, we are classmates." Since we were called Xiaojun, we saw the woman crying so hard, we guessed that the deceased must be a young man.

"Oh..." The man looked puzzled, but he didn't say anything again. He took us into the account room, paid a gift of 100 yuan, and told the truth that he remembered Xi Feng's name. He walked out of the door and heard them muttering in the room: "Xiaojun has never been to school, where did he get his classmates?"

Damn, I almost fell to the ground.

The man followed him out, and I asked him when Xiaojun died and what causes him. He sighed and said, Xiaojun had been dead for four days and had just been buried today. He had a few words with his wife, but he ran out in the middle of the night and didn't come back all night. The next day he found him hanging in the woods behind the mountain.

It was not killed by Yingyue Ghost, I put a stone in my stomach. But then I frowned again, pointed to the corpse-burying forest and asked, "Is this forest on the other side of the mountain?"

The man nodded and said yes. When I asked, no one noticed dead bodies were buried in the woods, someone called him in the yard and said goodbye to us and went back.
Chapter completed!