There is a trick

Chapter 4 Yin Sheng Mu (Thanks to Shuai Ge for being the leader!)
Zhou Chang was carried out of the door by Zhou Sanji.

One of his arms hung down, and the flag that was passively held in his hand swayed and fluttered in the cold wind.

Everyone followed behind the grandfather and grandson.

These people abandoned tools that were inconvenient to carry and connected axes to long sticks one by one. The rough and heavy axes turned into extremely lethal machetes.

They held their weapons and observed the surroundings, perhaps to give themselves courage, and some of them kept gossiping.

The low voices of conversation seemed particularly abrupt in the darkness.

Zhou Sanji also knew that he couldn't shut these people up, so he shook Zhou Chang on his back and said in a low voice, "Grandson, be smart and keep an eye on our things. We might run into some emergency situation..."

"Okay." Zhou Chang responded.

Although the other party did not finish his words, he already understood the old man's implication, which was that he was telling him to beware of Sun Yanshun and his gang.

This group of people simply cannot work together. If you stay in the same boat with them, you will capsize sooner or later.

Zhou Sanji had already thought about jumping ship.

In the darkness, the grandfather and grandson were silent for a while.

The old man added: "It's okay if you can't move now. I'll find a way for you when we get back."

Zhou Chang pursed his lips and did not answer. His eyes were all focused on the red rope on his right wrist. After he left the house, wisps of black air swarmed in from all directions and were all absorbed by the red rope.

The red rope grew longer and longer, and at a certain moment, it suddenly plunged into the darkness as sticky as asphalt.

The wisps of black air absorbed by the red rope came from the tombs standing around it.

The black gas is still gathering.

Each grave mound contributed at least one wisp of black air. In some of the weeds, although there were no visible grave mounds, several wisps of black air rushed out from them.

Wild grass and vines covered the uneven terrain and gullies.

The smell of dead rats wafted out from the grass, whose depth was unknown.

Hidden in the bushes were corpses of unknown origin, whether human or animal.

Zhou Chang speculated that the black air fused by the red rope only existed on the dead.

Together with the strand of hair that "Paper Face" gave to Zhou Chang, they "activated" the red rope.

The red rope stretched straight in the darkness absorbed the black air and then slowly retracted into Zhou Chang's wrist.

The others sniffed the stench of corpses in the air and stopped talking for a moment. No one noticed the extremely long red string on Zhou Chang's wrist. In fact, they couldn't see the red string at all.

The string on his wrist turned even redder. Zhou Chang watched it shrink back to about 20 to 30 meters long, and then suddenly straightened at a certain moment.

It seemed to be attached to something.

A strange feeling emerged in Zhou Chang's heart. He obviously couldn't move his arms, but following the feeling in his heart, he just moved his mind, and the red rope on his wrist began to tremble like a plucked string.

Zhou Chang was in a trance for a moment.

Many vague scenes flashed through his mind.

He saw a tall tomb mountain surrounded by stones, with lush vegetation on the top.

One end of the dense red line was entangled in the branches of the grass and trees, and the other end extended to the foot of the grave hill and plunged into the thick darkness.

At the foot of the grave, there are all kinds of incense and offerings.

The offerings have rotted, and only the burnt incense sticks are left.

A gloomy fog lingered around the grave mountain, and in the fog, shadowy figures were visible.

Zhou Chang knew this grave mountain. It was a deity that was quite powerful in his hometown and was often called "Yin Sheng Lao Mu".

Yin Sheng Lao Mu is quite effective in delivering children and eliminating disasters. According to my grandfather, Zhou Chang's parents had never been able to conceive. After the couple returned to their hometown to worship Yin Sheng Lao Mu, they were able to give birth to Zhou Chang. Therefore, Zhou Chang recognized Yin Sheng Lao Mu as his godmother.

That red rope was also obtained from Yin Sheng’s mother.

However, in reality, the Yin Sheng Lao Mu is very popular, with people coming to worship day and night. It has become a major tourist attraction in Zhou Chang's hometown. Temples have been built around it, and there are special personnel to manage the Yin Sheng Lao Mu temple... But the 'Yin Sheng Lao Mu' that flashed in Zhou Chang's mind now was extremely desolate and dilapidated, with an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

The red ropes scattered on the grave hill are as rich in color as blood.

They were motionless and dead, yet seemed to be constantly flowing, covering the entire hill of graves with blood plasma.

In the towering tomb mountain, it seems like something will break out of the ground at any moment!

"Boom!"

That strange feeling lingered in Zhou Chang's heart. As soon as he thought about it, he saw a red rope on the grave mountain trembling and shrinking. One end of it was deeply embedded in the grave mountain, and the other end extended into the darkness, like an exposed blood vessel of the grave mountain.

As the red rope quickly retracted, the thick darkness around it faded a little.

The shadowy things in the black fog revealed their own outlines——

The "boxes", each as long as a palm and half a finger high, were placed in a disorderly manner in the weeds surrounding the grave.

Looking closely, those boxes are clearly in the shape of coffins.

Some of them are made of wood, some are made of stone, some are even made of jade, and there are also small coffins that are bright yellow and are probably made of gold or copper!

These small coffins cannot hold even the body of a baby, but there are memorial tablets in front of the coffins.

The tablet was facing away from Zhou Chang and was facing each coffin, so Zhou Chang could not see the words on the tablet.

He only saw the red line, which was now wrapped around a small coffin. As the red line suddenly retracted, the coffin hit the corresponding tablet in front. Zhou Chang was able to see the words on the tablet clearly: the spirit tablet of the deceased Zhou Chang!

Zhou Chang?!
Same name as me?

still--

Zhou Chang's heart was in turmoil. He was confused and uncertain as he looked at the small wooden coffin wrapped with red ropes, which was being pulled closer to the grave of Yin Sheng's mother!
I don't know how many years the coffin has been kept here, and the wood has already rotted.

As the red rope was pulled with great force, the small coffin suddenly broke into several pieces of wood as it approached the grave!

In a pile of wooden boards, a shadow made of transparent, slightly white silk threads was looming. The red rope pulled the shadow out of the pile of wooden boards. Zhou Chang could see clearly that it seemed to be a "dress" woven with transparent, slightly white silk threads that could wrap a person from head to toe!
Whoosh!
The red thread pulled the clothes and suddenly shrank into the grave!
This moment passed in a flash. Zhou Chang came back to his senses and saw that the red string on his wrist was still entangled with the black hair of "Paper Face", as if nothing had changed.

But in Zhou Chang's mind, the dress woven with slightly white silk thread was still fluttering in the air.

As soon as his thoughts sensed the clothes, a few threads came out from the cuffs of the clothes and connected to his thoughts. His thoughts pulled those threads out from between his eyebrows, and they densely covered his face...

In the darkness, no one noticed that the zombie-like Zhou Chang's facial muscles suddenly twitched, revealing a strange expression.

The "dress" in Zhou Chang's mind was soon stripped of all its threads.

His mind was empty.

Zhou Chang's body was covered with a whitish, transparent silk garment that was invisible to everyone.

Zhou Chang flexed his fingers slightly.

There was determination in his eyes.

He can move.

……

In the mass grave, everyone followed Zhou Chang and the other two and walked all the way, but they didn't see anything unusual.

They became bolder and gathered around Sun Yanshun to talk.

"Master, could you be mistaken? This sudden change in the weather is just an ordinary change. It's not that Li—ahem! Whatever discovered us?"

"Yeah...it's just a little darker and colder here now, but nothing else has changed."

"I made a mistake. Haha, isn't it a good thing to make a mistake? You don't need to worry anymore."

Sun Yanshun was identifying the location in the mass grave, with a relaxed expression on his old face.

Walk another mile or two and you will be out of this mass grave.

Maybe he was really mistaken, and that 'Li Xiamei' was not targeting him.

This time he brought a few new apprentices to the cemetery, indeed to look for and dig up the "ghost treasure", but this time he didn't have time to determine the location of the treasure, a black wind blew in the cemetery, and the sky suddenly became pitch black.

The change in the sky made him instinctively think of the 'Old Feng family' guarding the ghost treasure, and the black hair wind made him guess that this time he had run into Old Feng's wife 'Li Xiamei'.

But now thinking back carefully, this kind of celestial change occurred before he even started digging, and he was probably frightened for a moment and misunderstood the situation.

There was no reason for Li Xiamei to be 'awakened' by him.

"Hey, I have to hold my pee now, I really want to find a place to pee..."

"Be careful. If you are careful, you won't capsize. Just hold it in for now."

"That old man won't even let us fart, let alone breathe. It's good enough that you can breathe and talk now, but you still want to pee? I'm going to hold it in!"

The chaotic voices of the people behind were heard by the two people in front.

Zhou Chang was still lying on Zhou Sanji's back. He tilted his head slightly and saw that the anger in Zhou Sanji's eyes had almost turned into substance, as if to set his entire face on fire.

The old man's deep red eyes seemed a little faded at this moment.

"I advise you to speak more quietly!

No matter what, you are still the guys who carry the sedan chair for Miss Zhong and the son-in-law of the Zhong family. If you keep laughing and farting like this, you might disturb other people's wedding!" Zhou Sanji said in a cold voice.

When the three young men heard the voice, they immediately lowered their voices without Sun Yanshun's instructions.

They still have to give face to 'Uncle Zhong Kui'.

What's more, although the 'Miss Zhong' sitting in the coffin has been quiet, she is not an ordinary person.

"These people won't listen to advice. Good words can't persuade damned ghosts..." Zhou Sanji lowered his voice and shook his head. He looked up at the surrounding environment. He wondered what kind of world he saw in his dark eyes.
Zhou Chang saw the old man slowly lower his head again and whispered: "In this situation, we must have encountered something.

They said they made a mistake and there is no such thing as Li or Mei. I don’t think that’s true…

My little grandson, if you are in danger, don't think about others. Your own life is the most important!"

"That Li Mei...is she a human or a ghost? If there is only her and her few dogs, and these people here are armed, can't they fight her?" Zhou Chang asked.

When he asked these questions, he already had a vague answer in his heart.

Zhou Sanji's response undoubtedly confirmed the answer in his heart. Zhou Sanji said: "Li Xiamei is the 'Demon of Desire'.

The "Thinking Demon" can be a human or a ghost, it all depends on how others think and see it...

You don’t have to think about fighting her—she can easily kill you, and you may not even be able to touch her, so how can you fight her? Most of the demons are like this..."

Zhou Chang nodded and asked, "You can't do it either?"

Zhou Sanji laughed at himself and said, "Your grandfather is just an old liar who makes a living. Who am I?"

"Then where did this demon come from?"

"It came out of 'thoughts'..." Zhou Sanji knocked on his temple and murmured, "Stones on the roadside, the old donkey pulling the mill, the living and dead bodies all over the ground, the clouds in the sky... These days, anything can give rise to 'thoughts'. The thoughts of many things gather on one thing, and with the addition of 'coincidence', a thought demon is born..."

He paused, and then continued, "Old Feng and his wife Li Xiamei were a normal living couple hundreds of years ago. But later I heard that they both turned into demons.

It is said that at that time Li Xiamei was pregnant with their family's fourth child, but when the doctor took her pulse one time, he found that the baby in her belly was dead, so he wanted to prescribe medicine for her to abort the baby... She didn't want to, and went to see several doctors in succession, and they all concluded that the baby in her belly was stillborn.

She didn't leave the house for several months after that.

From that time on, people began to spread rumors that Li Xiamei had gotten a secret recipe from another "ghost doctor" and started eating the internal organs of living people to revive the dead fetus in her belly. One night, Li Xiamei opened the door of her house and really started to capture people and bring them home. She fed the corpses to the dogs and ate the internal organs herself..."

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