Xiulan, whose face turned pale, stepped forward and helped me.

I took advantage of the situation to stabilize my body, suppressing the dizziness caused by hearing the shocking news, and roared.

"Who did this? I'll kill him!"

In the countryside, great importance is attached to ancestral graveyards.

Digging graves was a life-and-death penalty in ancient times. Even in modern society, no one would risk the disdain of the world to do such immoral and evil things unless they had sworn hatred.

"My adoptive parents have been honest and loyal all their lives and are always kind to others. I myself have no enemies. Who on earth committed such a vicious attack?"

Countless questions accompanied by anger almost overwhelmed my reason.

"Xiao Gui, don't worry. The news just came. The head of the Fang family has already brought people there. The specific details are not yet clear. He asked me to tell you first so that you can be mentally prepared."

Old Chentou said quickly.

"Uncle Chen, I have to rush there. Can I take your car?"

I had no choice but to ask him.

Lao Chentou is an expert at driving carriages.

"What's the point? The carriage is over there. Come on, uncle will take you to the cemetery."

The old man pointed to the darkness in the distance, and I vaguely saw the carriage parked there.

It turned out that he was driving a carriage.

I put down my lunch box, carried Gouzi Qingshan, and signaled the panicked Xiulan to go home quickly and not go out casually, and followed Lao Chentou in a hurry.

He sat down on the carriage and with a flick of his whip, the carriage started running towards Mount Li.

The cemeteries of the Fang clan are all located in Lishan Mountain, which is a bit far from the village. If you rely on your legs, you can't get there in an hour. It's much faster to take a carriage, and you can get there in 20 minutes.

"Drive, drive!"

Old Chentou directed the horse to run.

The dirt road was extremely muddy, and I was bumping up and down in the car, trying to vomit out the acid in my stomach.

In the night, the steep and steep Mount Li comes into view.

I could vaguely see, higher up, a group of vultures circling and gliding, making sharp and unpleasant calls, as if to welcome me.

The mountains are overgrown with weeds, strange rocks, and old trees with tangled branches and wild vines.

I frowned and sat on the carriage, feeling as if my heart was being pressed against a boulder.

The faces of my adoptive parents flashed before my eyes, reminding me of that night five years ago.

In the middle of the night one day in the summer of that year, I had a panic attack. When I opened my eyes, I found that my adoptive parents were sitting on either side of me while I was sleeping. They had their eyes closed and were mumbling something. The symptoms were very much like sleepwalking.

I was scared at first, and after that, I found that the old couple often stared at me blankly, always hesitating to speak...

Looking back now, I always feel like I don't really understand my adoptive parents.

'Snapped!'

The driver, Old Chen, skillfully swung his big whip and made a crackling sound, which shocked me out of my wits.

The bay-red horse pulling the cart sped up again.

I retracted my thoughts and stared at the uneven road ahead. The corners of my eyes twitched because I suddenly noticed that there were several bald spots on the back of Lao Chen's head. Is this a new problem?

Vaguely, I seemed to see traces of black gas coming out of his head.

I was surprised, and when I tried to take a closer look, I found that there was nothing unusual.

My heartbeat suddenly increased because I suddenly remembered that the carriage owned by Old Chen was used to pull people to death. It was considered a hearse in the village.

"He has been doing this for many years. Why did I forget it when I was in a hurry? And he got into a car like this?

The village is only that big, and the number of deaths throughout the year is limited, but Old Chen seems to have never stopped doing business, and often drives out with his carriage..."

When I think about this, my hair stands on end.

At this moment, my hand seemed to hit something, and I subconsciously raised it to take a look.

"ah!"

I screamed in surprise, and saw several pieces of paper money with a round outside and a square inside on my palm, and there were a few long black hairs wrapped around one of them.

I think it was thrown by the funeral family when he was dragging the person to death. It fell into the corner of the carriage and stuck to my hand.

Shake it hard and throw the paper money away.

It's very puzzling that the driver, Mr. Chen, didn't seem to hear my shout. He sat there with his back as if he was driving the car, and the speed of the car went faster.

"Uncle, slow down, the car is going to overturn!"

I screamed to remind him, but Lao Chentou suddenly added a whip, and the horse ran even harder.

"What are you doing?"

I cursed and was about to stop him, but the corner of my eye swept forward, my right eyelid twitched heavily, and my nostrils flared uncontrollably.

A barefoot woman wearing white clothes suddenly appeared in the grass beside the dirt road ahead. She squatted there with her back to us, her shoulders shaking, as if she was crying silently.

The environment was getting darker and darker, the wind was getting stronger, the temperature dropped drastically, and I felt chilly all over. In such an environment, such a woman suddenly appeared. When I saw it, I was really shocked.

The speed was so fast that I didn't even have time to tell Old Chen to be careful not to bump into anyone. The carriage had already rushed past. Fortunately, it didn't hit the woman in white when it passed by her at high speed.

At that moment, the black hair of the woman in white swayed in the wind, almost scratching my face, and the sound of 'wuwu' crying came from my ears, which made my heart tense.

He quickly tilted his head to avoid the black hair that was swept towards him.

"Woof woof!"

A dog barked in my arms.

A white shadow flashed in front of my eyes. When I looked back, I saw only green grass on the roadside. Where could I see the figure of the woman in white?

"what's the situation?"

Turning my head and staring over there, I felt my blood rushing up, my head buzzing, and my heart felt like someone had thrown a big stone into it, causing a stormy sea!

There is only one question left in my mind: "Mom, did I see something dirty again? No, after the longevity tablet stabilized the soul, it shouldn't be seen again. Or maybe the soul-soothing power of the longevity tablet has begun.

Is it loose?"

"Woof!"

A dog barking woke me up.

He lowered his head and met the eyes of the little guy with short green and black hair. He stretched out his hand to take the dog out of his inner pocket, touched its head, suppressed the fear that spread endlessly in his heart, and tried hard not to let his teeth chatter.

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"Qingshan, did you see her just now?"

I talked to the dog in a very low voice, and at the same time scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

Qingshan ignored me and curled up lazily in his palms, squinting his eyes and feeling sleepy.

I shook my head helplessly, stuffed Qingshan back into my arms, calmed my mind, and tried to stay calm.

But Old Chen slowed down the car, and I couldn't complain to him anymore.

"Did he speed up the car on purpose? Is it because he also saw the woman in white squatting on the roadside?"

I'm full of doubts.

Ten minutes later, the carriage stopped and the Fang family cemetery arrived.

Night had already fallen, and the villagers surrounding the cemetery held torches, and the raindrops on the surrounding vegetation reflected the firelight.

When I saw the old patriarch, who was over seventy years old, I hurriedly got off the carriage, squeezed over and called him.

The old patriarch on crutches looked at me and motioned forward.

The few villagers blocking the way in front of me stepped aside. I looked over and my pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.

The adoptive parents were buried together, but at this moment, the grave was dug up, the coffin was pulled up, the lid was blown off, and it was left alone in the grass.

Since the bones were lost, this scene was expected. What made me angry and shocked was that densely packed symbols were drawn on the tombstone with red dye!

The shapes of the talismans are very terrifying, some look like swords, some look like skulls and small coffins, and some look like hanging nooses.

What's even more frightening is that there are one-foot-tall paper figures on both sides of the tombstone that has been smeared with blood symbols.

The two paper figures looked like they were old men, one male and one female. They were covered with steel needles, and there was a cold light flashing in the firelight.

My breathing became thicker, and even though I was ignorant, I knew that I was cursed!

I took a few steps forward and walked around to the back of the paper man to take a look.

The two paper figures had talismans attached to their backs, on which the birth dates of their adoptive parents were written in red pen, with a big black cross on them.

"Isn't that reasonable?"

I'm so angry that I'm going to explode. When a person dies, the light goes out, and grudges dissipate. Even if there was any grudge during life, it should come to an end. What is this in front of me? Is there any humanity left in attacking a dead person?

I reached out and wanted to rip off the talisman paper and tear it into pieces.
To be continued...