Buried ghosts, ghost marriage contracts

The gun was still in the air, but the fire was still burning.

Zheng Jin's hand holding the gun was stiff and straight, and his body was still standing.

And his head was held in the arms of a child in the dark shadow of the tree and was chewed.

The child's mouth was bulging, and the lower half of his face was scarlet. He smiled at me.

Wang Chao, Li Xugang's eyes were blank, and he didn't even know that the blood was flowing into his mouth.

Li Muyu blocked his hands in front of him in advance so that his face was not stained with much blood.

Zheng Jin's body fell down.

I looked back at the headless body and sighed inexplicably.

I came to the child in the dark shadow of the tree and reached out to grab Zheng Jin's head.

The child's sharp hands clasped the head as if it were a treasure. Seeing me coming to take it, it pushed it out.

I put the half-eaten head of Zheng Jin on the gap of his neck. Although it was no longer connected,

Then I took the gun from him. There were still talisman bullets from the Supernatural Countermeasures Bureau in the magazine.

The village chief urged again at the door: "Let's go... Ah Si... It's time to go."

I put the gun on my waist and walked towards the door.

This time no one stopped me, and no one said a word.

Li Xu just stared at Zheng Jin's body. Just now he saw a black shadow flash by, and Zheng Jin's head moved.

Li Muyu shook her body instinctively,

Sure enough...Sure enough, something happened...I knew that provoking that guy would not end well,

Zheng Jin died without any signs...They didn't even have a chance to react.

Using a gun to hold Zhang Ah Si hostage...It's a dead end.

Wang Chao held the black talisman and was afraid of the surroundings. If Zheng Jin hadn't taken action, maybe they could have hidden here,

But after Zheng Jin took action against me, the behavior of these ghosts was difficult to control.

Maybe the ghosts will rush in the next moment.

In fact, the ghosts had already come in just now...

Li Xugang cried and said, "Isn't it over now? Zheng Jin not only failed but also pitted us."

"He died happily, but he left us a big pit."

"He angered these ghosts. If he died, we wouldn't be able to survive."

Everyone can see clearly that I am in the same group with the ghosts. If Zheng Jin took action against me, their fate can be imagined.

The three of them gathered together to prepare to deal with the ghosts,

But until I walked out of the house,

the ghosts did not move, which surprised them.

When I arrived at the door, the village chief and others smiled at me, and that familiar and generous smile made me disgusted,

A group of black shadows separated from them to make a way, and they also blocked the exits in other directions, and it seemed that there was only one way left for me.

This is the road to my ancestral grave.

The village chief: "Let's go, it's time to go."

"Yes," I walked along the road they gave me,

The village chief, the dead heads on the wall also followed me one after another,

They followed me strangely,

Li Xugang, Wang Chao and others who were still in my house suddenly lost their temper, they leaned against each other weakly,

The blood on Li Muyu's face was recovering: "It seems that Zhang Asi took those ghosts away."

Li Xugang: "Thank God... Thank God...".

Wang Chao looked outside the door and said silently: "He saved us...".

This sentence made Li Muyu and Li Xugang speechless, especially Li Xugang.

He was silent when Zheng Jin took action just now, and now that he was rescued, he was silent again.

.............

The black soil fields where ghosts appeared in the dead silence of the countryside,

Slender, short, twisted... black shadows with different characteristics accompanied me on both sides,

They seemed to be paving the way for me, leading in front and protecting me,

Little children jumped and danced happily, and women sang the graceful and undulating folk songs,

The inspiring call of the bass, the melody of strange hair suddenly standing up,

It seemed like the woman's complaining cry, and it was also like another extreme happy song during the celebration.

The folk song that made people's backs cold echoed in the wasteland, and every time it echoed, it seemed like someone was responding to this cry.

Unconsciously, there were many more people in our group,

The hazy black shadows followed me, listening to the creepy tune and dancing their limbs.

ps: There is one more chapter with 3,000 words, which will be posted at the evening party. I will try my best to keep the plot simple and maintain the quality, so please give me free gifts and good reviews!!!