Section 08, the 9th explosion to the midsummer beauty

After all, he was a child. He couldn't stand it. He grabbed the knife in my hand and opened another knife on the side of the mouth cut out of his father's palm. The blood sumped out. I hurriedly dragged him to the grave. As he ran, he called Ye Yi, who didn't know what to do there: "Ye Yiye, the raw materials are coming."

Ye Yi ran over, pulled Zhang Chengrui, dipped his fingers in the blood of the unlucky child, and began to draw the simplest gossip map around the grave. While painting, he said to me, "Yang Guang, do you see what I left in front of the tombstone? Find some stones and put them on those points.

I said, turned around and was about to find the stone. After thinking about it, I said to Zhang Shaokun, who was squatting on the head of the grave, "I'll take the gun first."

Regardless of whether he agrees or not, I will carry it and leave. In this deep mountain and old forest, I feel more at ease with a gun.

In fact, there are really no stones around here, but I'm lucky. Maybe it's because Zhang Shaokun brought in a lot of stones when he buried his mother. After the cemetery was built, the rest was not far away by the other party, which just let me find it.

He chose a few fist-sized stones and held them back to the head of the tombstone in his arms.

Put all the stones on it in the order of the points that Ye Yi clicked up with incense ash. Only then did I find that this is the shape of a small Big Dipper, which is very similar to the Big Dipper Soul Array set by Mr. Taiyi for Wenyi. It's just that the direction of the spoon bucket is exactly the opposite of that in the sky.

Ye Yi's face was also very fast. In the moonlight, the poor child's face was not ordinary pale, and the color of his lips became much lighter.

Seeing that I had finished it, Ye Yi threw away Zhang Chengrui and let him sit on the ground. He said to me, "Yang Guang, go ahead and open Zhang Shaokun's red rope."

Ah?

I didn't reflect two for a while. Ye Yi pointed at me, and I understood that it represented the red rope on Zhang Shaokun's board.

I ran over quickly, pulled it casually, and got a complete red and white rope.

Ye Yi lit the last incense candle, wrapped the end of the red rope around it, and smiled at me, "Fortunately, I'm on guard. Go and give this end to Zhang Shaokun and let him tie it to the incense candle in his hand. Listen to my command."

According to Ye Yi's statement, I gave Zhang Shaokun the other end of the red rope and asked him to tie it up and wait for Ye Yi's command.

Ye Yi has begun to do things, and I still don't understand what he has done, but I can feel that Ye Yi seems to be very tired. This business of communicating ghosts and gods is really not done by ordinary people.

Ye Yi held the incense, turned left around the grave three times, turned three times, stopped in front of each gossip door, stamped his feet hard, put the incense on his forehead with both hands, and bowed.

Finally, he went back to the reverse seven stars in front of the tombstone, nagging strange words in his mouth, and finally hummed hard with his nose, only listening to the poof!

The candle on the base of the iron nail actually plunged into the cement steadily! Good boy, it's better than a cement nail gun. At the moment when Ye stabbed! The whole grave was crazy, and the sound of Dong Dong Dong kept popping from inside like a drum, and the grave began to shake without rhythm. But the strange thing is that it seems that only the people below can feel it, while Zhang Shaokun, who holds the incense candle above, has no feeling.

The grave had already stopped spewing out the small green light spots, and then it began to squeeze out those things. Every time one appears, the shaking of the grave will be strengthened by one point.

Ye Da shouted, "Strong!"

Zhang Shaokun immediately raised the incense candle in his hand and shouted, "Ah!"

Poo!

Dong!

click! Ka-ka! Ka-ka!

It's like a huge egg being smashed, and countless cracks appeared in the whole grave and screamed.

Zhang Shaokun rolled down from the grave at the first time, but his eyes were frightened!

Green light shot out of the cracked cracks, and the sad screams stimulated his heart. In Zhang Shaokun's heart, a strong shock was formed. Where is the tomb where her gentle mother rested? It clearly seems to be a wild beast that has been lurking for a long time, and is about to break out. What he experienced this night has completely broken his materialist concept.

Compared with Zhang Shaokun's panic, I seemed much more relaxed. I noticed that although there were many cracks in the tomb, the area of the cracks was limited to the gossip painted by Ye Yi. Although the green light is more than a foot long, it is far from reaching the point where I feel threatened. From the body sachet hanging on my chest, it can be seen that it did not even transmit any warmth to me at this time.

Ye Yi's right hand frusted his index finger and middle finger into a sword shape, and held his left hand on his right hand. Put your hands under your chin and keep shaking back and forth. He still reads words in his mouth and is not disturbed by the strange scene outside.

As Ye Yi's hand shook faster and faster, the things in the tomb began to become irritable, but the green light could not break through a foot, and it seemed that something was suppressing it tightly. I rubbed my eyes, because I seemed to see the blood-stained gossip map on the grave, as if it was emitting fluorescence. Although it is not bright, there are indeed signs of glowing. The more so, the more mysterious it is. The more you have contact with Ye Yi, the more mysterious things in the world, the more and more incredible they are.

Ye Yi suddenly shouted, "Yang Guang, throw the cat in!"

I looked at Ye Yi in constersation.

Cat? The black cat just now is not already...

I suddenly found that the black cat had squatted on the tombstone at some point, and its hair exploded all over its body. It grinned, as if it was screaming, but I couldn't hear any sound at all.

I quickly ran to the black cat, grabbed the black cat and threw it to the grave: Go to you!

Meow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A very miserable cat cry finally burst out, and then saw the black cat plunged into the grave along the wide crack.

At this time, I suddenly had a fantastic idea. I thought of a famous ancient ghost story, Hua Die. Well, I always thought that ghost stories were more than love stories. Anyway, that's what I thought of.

Because the moment the black cat got in, all the green light disappeared. The cracked opening on it also merged in an instant, leaving only a gap to prove that it had been cracked. Amen, you are finally together! I feel that my idea is really evil.

Zhang Shaokun walked to Ye Yi's side, and Ye Yi sat on the ground, sweating heavily. He lit a cigarette for himself and exhaled deeply.