The continuous rain has lasted for three days. This is rare weather for Beijing, so it has brought a lot of trouble to the traffic in the city. But for the crops in the suburbs of Beijing, this early spring rain is as good as the sky. As precious as dew.

The drizzle that connected the sky and the earth meticulously poured the ground in an open space on the outskirts of Beijing like wet mud. Several mounds of graves could no longer withstand the rain and were showing signs of collapse. A figure in a raincoat held a hand in his hand. A shovel was buried between two graves, digging up the mud on the ground and digging a large hole that was not deep but not shallow as he spoke.

The man's head was hidden in the hood of his raincoat, and his face couldn't be seen, but judging from his body shape, he should be a man. The blue veins in the hand holding the shovel were bulging, showing the man's inner nervousness. What was incongruous was that The movements of people digging in the soil are extremely gentle and careful, as if they are afraid of damaging the treasures buried in the soil.

Grave robber?

Ruyue was in a five-star hotel by the West Lake, burying her even and healthy body in a soft and comfortable quilt, curiously looking at her dream. Yes, she was extremely clear-headed and knew that she was in a dream, but she didn't know why. She would dream of such a weird scene - she swore to God that although she was a thief, she never wanted to rob a tomb! What's more, after seeing real zombies and ghosts, she would not go there even if she killed them!

The man moved his steps, forcibly interrupting Ruyue's independent thoughts, and at the same time focused her attention on that man again. The man expanded the scope of the pit that was not too deep. It seemed that the thing was buried deep. Not too deep.

Ruyue felt that her consciousness was getting closer to the pit in her dream, and after the man lifted the shovel, a strand of black hair was exposed in the mud, which made Ruyue's heart jump nervously, and she subconsciously felt something terrible. thing.

The man seemed to be getting excited. He threw away the shovel, knelt down, and carefully threw away the soil. Then, in the muddy pit, half of the woman's face suddenly appeared. When I came out, a little bit of dirt was washed away by the drizzle. Although the cheeks looked increasingly pale, there was no sign of decay.

Ruyue passively looked at that lifeless face, her heart beating so fast that she could feel it even in her dream! ****! Could it be that she had been hanging out with those people too much? She was harassed by zombies even in her dream?!

The man carefully wiped away the soil on the woman's body, and his hands trembled slightly, whether he was excited or nervous.

Ruyue was a little confused, and she felt that her consciousness was beginning to be swallowed up by dreams, as if she was gradually merging into this terrible dream!

She was scared and tried to escape, but was horrified to find that her consciousness turned into a body and stood at the edge of the pit, next to the man in a raincoat.

The next moment, the woman who was half buried in the soil suddenly moved and stood up unsteadily from the soil!

Ruyue took a deep breath. Although she still knew that this was just a dream, she still couldn't help holding her breath. She stared nervously at the woman. She lowered her head slightly, her face was blocked by a head of black hair, and she was covered in mud. , but the skin exposed outside the clothes is as white as jade. I wonder what kind of fairy face she had in life!

The woman staggered out of the pit, seemingly not seeing Ruyue, and ignoring the man who dug her out. She walked stiffly towards a villa in the distance...

Ruyue felt herself taking steps in a daze, following the woman. She struggled with her consciousness powerlessly, but became even more involuntary.

Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed her wrist tightly, shocking her, and her consciousness became much better. She slowly lowered her head and saw the hand exposed outside the raincoat. Then, she turned back

, what she saw face to face was a fox's face hidden in the raincoat and hood. She only felt an extremely absurd feeling arise spontaneously. Looking at the fox's cunning eyes and sharp mouth like a human, she felt...

She couldn't help but scream out, 'Ah!!!!!!!' With that scream, her consciousness suddenly left the dreamland, and she sat up panting, looking at the similar furnishings in the standard room, blown by the spring breeze.

Starting from the beginning, after he was convinced that he had finally woken up from the nightmare, Fang Zi breathed a sigh of relief, and then fell into the pillow - he had such a disgusting dream!

Feiyue washed her face and took out a small bomb. It was not powerful, but it was enough to seal the hole. This Shen Gongbao should stay at the bottom of the lake forever.

At the same time, in Beijing, Meng Jiu was sitting on the sofa, staring at a small pill on the coffee table, with confusion on his face. It wasn't until Yu Ling placed a glass of boiled water in front of him that he raised his eyelids, but he couldn't help but wonder.

Said: "Do you really want to eat?"

"Of course," Yu Ling said firmly, "Du Yiyu said that if you want to regain the power to use the Shura Sword, you must take this pill every day."

"But..." Meng Jiu looked at the pill with a strange expression and said, "This is just a bezoar detoxification pill!"

"Mr. Meng, we have a customer." The secretary knocked on the door, handed over a business card and said: "There is a person who said that you gave him your business card and asked him to come to you if he had anything to do."

Meng Jiu took his business card and saw that there was some hair on the edge of the paper and some dust on the paper. It seemed that it had been thrown into the corner as a useless thing. He was stunned for a moment.

Can't remember who it was.

"He said his surname was Niu, and he met you on the train." The secretary saw Meng Jiu's questioning look and explained.

"It's him!" Meng Jiu suddenly realized. When he flicked the business card, he remembered the liar Train Shan who came back from Shantou Village and sold Bagua Mirror. He shook his head and smiled, and said to his secretary: "Invite him in."

After the secretary went out, Yu Ling asked curiously: "Who?"

"A liar..."

"ah?"…….

Niu Zhangquan looked thinner than when he was on the train. Although his expression was slightly nervous and tired, it had a sinister look that was not there before. His hands were tightly held together, and one of his legs was

It was shaking constantly, showing the tension inside.

Meng Jiu didn't urge him to speak. This man's whole body was entangled with filth. If he hadn't been desperate, he would have been dead long ago.

Niu Zhangquan took a deep breath and finally said: "Mr. Meng, last time on the train you said that I was invaded by evil spirits. I'm ashamed to say that I didn't believe it at the time."

Meng Jiu snorted: "I'm afraid you thought I was mocking you, didn't you?"

Niu Zhangquan forced a smile and said: "You also know that I sold the fake mirror to you and you saw through it. I have a secret in my heart and my understanding is biased."

Meng Jiu waved his hand and said, "Let's just talk about the problem."

"Yes, yes" Niu Zhangquan nodded, and subconsciously rubbed his hands and said: "My mother is an educated youth who went to the countryside. She stayed there after marrying my father. The place was poor, cold, and very remote.

, there are some... strange customs."

Niu Zhangquan just started talking, shaking one leg, sweating coldly, and with a sinister and horrifying expression.

"The coffin has fallen!" A loud voice passed through the empty and gloomy cemetery, startling a group of unknown birds, whose black wings covered the last ray of sunlight in the west.

Six strong young men used poles and ropes to lift the coffin and slowly lower it into the dug pit. But at this moment, there was a rapid beating sound and a faint cry from the coffin.

Eight-year-old Niu Zhangquan burst into tears. He suddenly struggled to break away from his father's arm, but was immediately grabbed by two men next to him. His father looked frightened and tried to cover his mouth, but it was too late when he heard a shrill scream.

The cry was squeezed out of his young throat: "Mom!!!!!!!!"

The six middle-aged men shook their hands and almost dropped the coffin into the pit. The face of the man who shouted for the coffin to drop changed and he said anxiously: "Hurry! Hurry up and drop the coffin into the earth!" After saying that, he said solemnly.

He took out four wooden pegs from the ground nearby and used a hammer to smash them into the four corners of the coffin surface.

The banging sounds of hammers and wooden piles gradually merged with the knocking sounds coming from the coffin. It sounded so weird that it made your heart sink to the ground.

At this time, the father had tightly covered Niu Zhangquan's mouth, and a line of turbid tears flowed down the dirt on his face. His lips wriggled, and he whispered painfully to his son: "My son, you are in trouble, don't scream, let you

Mom, go in peace!"
Chapter completed!