Chapter 009 Ma Ling Treasure Hunt

Liubao didn't know what had happened, but when he saw my nervous appearance, he jumped off the kang and asked me softly what was wrong?

I told him to 'catch the thief' and motioned him to follow me. The two of them went out of the house and found that the ghost was not in the yard. When we walked out of the yard, we saw a bowed figure walking behind the village head's house in the distance. I waved my hand to let Liubao follow, and the two of them tiptoe with the shadow. Go.

After walking for a while, I found that this was not the way to enter a villager's house. The dark shadow in front of us seemed to be leaving the village. We looked at each other and didn't understand what he wanted to do. Did we want to sell the stolen goods at night?

In this way, when I followed about 100 meters, a basketball court-sized open space appeared in front of me. The ghost came to the open space and couldn't stop. Liubao and I hid behind a big tree to secretly see what he wanted to do?

At this time, I was surprised to find that the ghost fell to the ground, and then carefully put down the scroll and gently opened it in front of him. Then he knelt on the ground and raised his head to the sky and shouted a few times, and then began to kowtow to the painting.

Liubao and I were stunned. What's the situation? How can a thief kowtow to him if he doesn't sell or hide it?

It was too far away to see clearly, so we quietly walked forward again to see what the ghost was going to do. If he wanted to escape, he could also press him down directly.

Until we reached the side of the ghost, it was estimated that there were still more than 20 meters left, and the ghost still didn't find us, and still kowtowed desperately there. I felt that his head had been broken by the moonlight, and his face was full of blood.

Then a more strange scene appeared. The ghost stopped kowtowing, and then lay on the painting like a dog. His head fell together as if he were licking something, reflecting the moonlight.

After a while, he knelt down in front of the painting and stopped for about ten seconds, and then I saw him pull out a sharp knife from his arms and began to roll up his sleeves.

At this time, my brain began to rotate rapidly, and it seemed that I had seen it somewhere.' No, I immediately congested my brain. Isn't this the plot of the story that the village head told us at night?

Liubao and I no longer had the desire to watch it. We rushed up directly. Liubao overturned the ghost to the ground. As soon as I was about to go up to grab his knife, I saw the ghost image getting up like crazy and swinging the knife at us, staring at our teeth, and the expression was completely human at all.

The two of us and Zhou Xuan did not dare to come forward for a while. I glanced at the painting in the moonlight and vaguely felt that there seemed to be tears flowing next to the corners of the white fox's eyes.

With a flash of light, I seemed to understand something. I ran to pick up the picture scroll and quickly rolled it up. Then I saw the ghost standing on the spot and fell straight to the ground and lost consciousness. Liubao quickly went up and took the knife in his hand, and then kicked him a few times without any response.

After waiting for a while to see that he still didn't wake up, Liubao and I had no choice but to put away the picture scroll and carry the ghost shadow back to the room. The place where we live is separated by a courtyard wall from the village head's bedroom, so as long as it doesn't make too much noise, it won't disturb them.

When I entered the room, I turned on the light and looked at the watch at 12:30. After putting down the ghost, Liubao went to slap the beam and the old road. At this time, I can carefully see who this person is.

He is about sixty or seventy years old, wearing dirty and worn clothes, his hair and beard have not been repaired for a long time, and his face is like a toad with various sarcomas of different sizes, which looks particularly disgusting.

After the old road was woken up, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and came over. After seeing such a strange man lying on the ground, he was immediately shocked. Liang Zi walked around me and asked, "What's going on? You two won't kill people, will you?"

I simply explained the process to them, and Liang Zi quickly took the picture in his hand and shouted, "He the mother, dares to steal my baby." As he spoke, he went up and slapped his mouth and pinched the ghost. After a long time, he saw the ghost slowly open his eyes and sighed after getting up and looking at the four of us.

Liang Zi was originally going to show his power, but when he saw him like this, he didn't know what to do for a while. At this time, he heard the ghost slowly say, "Who are you guys? Why is this ghost painting in your hands?

Ghost painting? What ghost painting? I thought that one of you was not afraid of being caught, but also asked us. Immediately at the thought of his strange action just now, I felt that things were not that simple. Is there anything hidden here?

I helped the ghost to sit down and briefly told him what happened in this picture.

Ghost's face became more and more ugly after listening to my story, and then suddenly stood up and asked me, "What are you talking about?" Have you ever seen a black and white demon fox?

I nodded to him to show that I had seen him, and I saw him lying on the ground with a horrible face as if he had collapsed and said, "I knew that, I knew that things would not end like this. When I came back alive, I didn't expect them to come back to kill my Wang De."

'Wang De'? I suddenly became excited. Is this the only hunter who survived in the story told by the village head? Didn't he say that he was crazy?

I just wanted to ask him what had happened in those years, and I saw that the man suddenly jumped up and began to shout, 'Don't kill me, don't kill me, I didn't take anything', and then laughed and said, 'Come on, I'm not afraid of you, no... Afraid of... You'.

He shouted and ran around the room. When he ran to Liangzi, he found the scroll in his hand. He immediately went up to grab it like a hungry tiger, but Liangzi was ready to raise his legs and kicked him to the ground. He didn't seem to know the pain and got up and continued to grab it.

When it was in chaos, the village head pushed the door and came in and asked twice, 'What's wrong?' Then I saw the ghost and Liang Zi tearing, and they went over and roared at the ghost shadow with a helpless face, "Wang De, why did you come to my house in the middle of the night? If you scare these guests, I won't give you food in the future."

As I expected, this ghost was really the Wang De in those years. He seemed to listen to the village head very much, and then giggled and rushed out of the door and ran away.

As soon as I remembered to chase him, I was pulled by the village head and said, "Don't chase him. He is crazy, but he knows his family. Nothing can happen."

The village head also seemed to be awake by the shouts in our room. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and politely apologized to us, and then told us to rest early and go back to the house and go to bed.

We couldn't sleep after being so noisy, so we all sat on the kang and began to smoke and talk. I felt that we had encountered so many strange things in the past few days, and they seemed to be somewhat related. After smoking two cigarettes, I actually came up with a strange idea that I wanted to go to the stingling.

When I told everyone my idea, in addition to the old road showing some fear, Liang Zi and Liubao were actually the same as me. Liang Zi clapped his hands and said excitedly, "We came here to search for treasure. Although we have got such a picture now, I don't know how much it can be worth. The village head Don't you say that the cave is full of gold, silver and jewelry? If our brothers can come out in a few ways, then there's nothing!"

In fact, according to my personality, I will definitely not do such unreliable and uncertain things, but I don't know what's wrong with me recently. My curiosity is getting stronger and stronger. Maybe it's an excuse to love money, and I always want to find out the truth of things.

The next morning, when everyone got up and went out, they saw that the village head's breakfast was ready. We were rude to take the lead in sitting together for breakfast. On the way, I asked the village head where the stingling was and said that we wanted to investigate to see if there were any special species.

The village head didn't seem to care much about the legend and said to me with a smile, "It seems that you people are still quite bold, and educated people don't believe in these ghosts and myths. To be honest, I haven't been to Ma Ling once, but I still know the general direction."

The village head told us that the sting Ma Ling is about 20 miles away from the village, and the mountain is relatively dangerous. There is no road in the mountain, so it is not so easy to enter the mountain. There may be some beasts, and you should pay attention to those poisonous stinging hemp grass.

After breakfast, everyone packed up their things and borrowed two days of dry food and four sickles for mowing from the village head, which were much better than our small fruit knife. After saying goodbye to the village head, the group drove in the direction of Ma Ling.

The road just out of the village is relatively easy to walk. There is a small hairy road stepped on by the villagers. The mountains here and the place where we park are completely different concepts. The trees are thick and the vegetation is dense. Looking at the past, the scenery is very beautiful, which is much better than the deep forest park in any tourist area. .

After walking for a while while looking at the scenery, the hairy path is not visible. Looking up, you can see a high-altitude peak in the distance. Now it is sunny, but the mountainside seems to be cloudy. I think this must be the so-called Ma Ling. Sure enough, it is a little Different people.