The descendants of the White School

Chapter 10: Ancient Tomb

Chapter 10: Ancient Tomb

It's always like this in summer. It's very comfortable and cool in the morning, and it slowly starts to heat up. Anyway, the stone table can't sit still, and the sun can already shine.

The pain in other places is like this. When you are bored, you don't feel that anywhere is fun at all. It's different at home. Even if you are bored at home, you just need to lie down for a day. This is the embodiment of an otaku, right?

Now I just came here and didn't go to find a job. I'm not familiar with the place of life. I don't dare to go out when I'm bored. What should I do if I get lost?

Fortunately, there is an office in my father's factory. It is said that there is only one more TV in the office than the room of ordinary workers. In this case, there is a TV set in the world. It will not be so boring to watch TV, although the TV performance is also so boring.

Looking at it, I didn't know when I fell asleep. I was woken up in a daze by the sound of a car horn. I didn't know who came, so I got up and looked. I saw a car parked in the open space outside. A bare-headed fat man came down, wearing a plaid shirt, and his whole head was not much smaller than the front wheel of his car. He is about forty years old. What a fat man. How to describe it? Let's put it this way, my physique is not as big as him.

I don't know who had to look at it dryly. He also seemed to see me and walked straight this way. Seeing that he is so familiar with the road, he should not be a thief, but the boss.

I got up and gave up my seat. He came in and looked and said, "You sit down. I'll sit over there. Are you Xiao Chen's child?"

Xiao Chen in his mouth should be my father. I nodded. That's how I meet strangers and can't speak.

Out of shyness, I can't watch it on my TV with a boss. I went out for a walk. In fact, I didn't dare to go far away and wander around here. Originally, this was a wasteland, surrounded by weeds. The terrain is still flat, so there is a feeling of blowing the grass and the rocks.

I sat on a big stone and looked into the distance, thinking about what Liu Siting is doing now. I don't know how her high school entrance examination is going. Where is Siting?

A gust of wind blew, and the barren grass around me bent over. I found a black soil bag in front of me. This black earth bag is very strange, and there is no grass around it. Curiosity instigated me to take a closer look, and the closer I got, the more weird it became. There is an impulse to run. I tried to control my feet and slowly approached.

When I reached the grass-less black circle, my heartbeat had already speeded, and I was beating at a speed of 90 beats per minute. I felt that there was a strong aura covering me, as if there were a pair of eyes looking at me in the distance, which was creepy.

I resisted the idea of running and looked around. To be honest, there was nothing strange except that there was no grass here. Just when I thought I was mistaken, I found a pile of dark things on the east side of the earth bag.

I quickly approached and saw that it seemed to be the ashes left after the paper was burned. Think about it, no one should burn garbage here? Did you fly here from other places? It's not right to think about it. It's impossible to form a pile of flying over.

The only explanation is that there is a tomb here. But this is a factory building, which is also a development zone. How can there be a tomb?

And why is there no tombstone here? It's disrespectful not to have a monument in the tomb of the ancestors. Who dares to risk the greatness of the world?

When I was at a loss, I heard a strange movement behind me, and someone was running this way. The previous sense of oppression made my nerves very nervous. I can find that there is a little abnormal movement.

He quickly turned his head and saw that it was not someone else but my father. My father's face was anxious. As soon as he came to me, he pulled me up and left without saying a word. I felt that his hand was so strong that it hurt me.

When I got back to the room, I asked, "What are you doing there when you have nothing to do?"

I don't know what's going on. It's just a vague feeling that my father seems to know something, so he said to him, "It's nothing. I walked around and walked there. What's wrong?"

My father said, "Why do you go out on TV in the office when you have nothing to do? Don't go there anymore."

The more he is like this, the more curious I am. Why can't I go to that place? I said to him, "How can I watch TV all day?" What's going on there?"

My father said impatiently, "Why do you ask so many questions? Anyway, don't go there in the future.

The more he didn't tell me, the more curious I became. It seems that I can't ask this question. I thought to him like this and said to him, "You don't tell me. I'll go there later to see what's going on."

My father knows my personality, and I have had the spirit of breaking the casserole since I was a child. The key is that I always do what I say. He may be really afraid that I will go again. He put down his face and said to me, "Why is the child so disobedient? You are still stubborn when I tell you not to go."

I knew he was relieved. I looked at him and said to him, "If you don't say it, I'll go now." With that, I was about to turn around and go out.

My father quickly pulled me and said to me, "I said I'm afraid that you don't dare to sleep alone at night."

I shook my head and said to him, "Do you think your son is too scared to sleep?"

My father looked at me and said to me, "The little rabbit's wings are hard, aren't they? Let me tell you, there is a ghost here..." After saying that, he looked at me and thought I must have been scared.

But my behavior was beyond his expectation. I was not surprised at all. Anyway, it was all my expectation. I took out a cigarette and threw it at him to signal him to continue.

My father looked at me and was surprised. After taking the cigarette in his mouth and lighting it, he said to me, "You're brave."

I looked at him and said, "It's a must. Just say that it's like a woman."

My father said, "Do you know what the place you just went to?"

After thinking about it, I decided not to tell him the truth and pretended to be surprised and said to him, "I don't know. What is it?"

This time, my father finally got up and said to me, "I don't know. Let me tell you, it's a tomb with a dead man buried in it. Are you afraid?"

It's the same as I thought, but why don't you set up a tombstone? I said to him, "That's why there is no tombstone in the tomb?"

My father said solemnly without any jokes, "It turned out that there was a tombstone, but later the factory moved here and was pushed down. The night he was pushed down, the boss's son said he saw a green-faced man. I've seen it once before, but I haven't seen it since then.

What. Green-faced man? Isn't that what I saw yesterday? My father and the boss's son have seen it, so it should not be passing by. Is it a permanent residence? With the resentment emanating from that monster, why do you always live without harming others? The more I think about it, the more wrong it is.

My father continued: "I heard that the tomb has been there for a long time. Lao Wu of the next factory has been working there for more than ten years. He said that there was a tomb when he came. There was a big house here before, and the stone table outside was left behind by that house. It's just that the house was pushed to build a factory later. You also see that there is no grass around here, so there is no grass there. Isn't it scary?

My heart seems to have overturned a five-flavor bottle. No matter how I look at that ghost, it looks like an attack. If it hurts people, how can it be okay? The more I think about it, the more nervous I get. But for my father not to worry about me, I deliberately said, "Well, what's so scary about this? Hurry up and cook. It will be dark in a while.

My father didn't pay attention to me when he saw that I was not afraid. After scolding the little son of a bitch, he went out to cook.

As soon as I lay on ** and closed my eyes, I was the green-faced guy. I couldn't understand. If there was really a ghost here, why was no one killed? And why is there such a powerful ghost here? That tomb should have been a long time ago. The people in it should have been reincarnated long ago. Why does the tombstone still appear after being pushed down?

A series of questions give me a headache. Forget it, I don't think about it. Anyway, I can see the green face. I also know some wonders now. At worst, I'll ask when I see it tonight.

The factory starts work at 10 p.m., so after dinner, the workers in the factory will go back to the house to sleep. At that time, there was no one in the whole factory. I decided to meet the green-faced monster at that time.

After dinner, I quietly took a bottle of beer from my father's room. In fact, I was scared. They all said that the wine was strong and cowardly. I really didn't dare to go without drinking some.

In this way, I sat on the stone table with the bottle of wine and drank it sip by sip. It didn't come until I finished drinking it. Grass, is it stuck in traffic? Why don't you come?

I still waited there for a long time until my father went to work and asked me to go back to bed. The thing hasn't come yet. It seems that it won't come today. Forget it, go to bed.

But the fact is often like a mosquito. When you look at it, it flies left and right, but it doesn't bite you. When you relax your vigilance, it falls on you coldly, and then sucks half of your blood. When you find it, it is full.

It's also like suddenly peeing when you are sleeping in a daze. When you are about to pee, it rushes out and scares you.

That night, I drank a bottle of wine and peed in the middle of the night. At that time, I slept in a daze and found a place to solve it casually. After sowing, I found that the thing appeared again, which was on the way back to my room.

Fortunately, it was over at that time, or I would have really peed my pants. This is the standard. Who can stand it?