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Chapter 13 Apologize

Taking a closer look, some shadowy shadows began to appear on the surrounding graves. I suddenly remembered that when I was looking for human pupae, I seemed to have offended my ancestors when I passed by the old cemetery. If they come to see me again now

trouble……

Not daring to think too much, I continued to walk forward with Daozhang Chen.

But when I walked back to a certain tombstone again, I heard Daochang Chen's doubtful voice: "What's going on? It stands to reason that there should be no more ghosts breaking the wall now."

I looked around and saw that several black figures that were about fifty meters away from me were obviously much closer now.

Feeling of oppression.

I can now see their faces clearly. They are pale and wooden, with no expression on their faces, but it is creepy.

The cries of resentment have not stopped, and are even more real.

It's like it's behind you.

I didn't dare to look back, because I just discovered that the full name of Grandma Wang, whose head I smashed last night, was clearly written on the tombstone in front of me. Her grave was even the same as the one I dug up yesterday.

"Daozhang Chen, why don't we go back first and look for him tomorrow?" I was a little timid and my voice began to tremble.

Daochang Chen turned his head and looked at me with some confusion: "What?"

I hesitated for a while and recounted what I had experienced in the old cemetery.

Daochang Chen had a complicated look on his face when he heard that I dug up Grandma Wang's grave without putting any incense or burning paper.

I quickly explained: "The situation was urgent at the time. I wanted to confirm what they were, so I was a little panicked and didn't have time to think too much."

Daochang Chen didn't scold me, he just sighed: "Oh, these ghosts and gods like to pay attention to cause and effect. Originally, they were controlled by Tian Bin to attack you, so even if you hurt them, they will not blame you.

.But if you dig someone's grave, even if you owe them a debt, even if you go out now, they will get in your way later."

I suddenly panicked. I still remember the suffocating feeling of being chased last night: "What can I do? I really don't want to offend them, I just want to survive."

Daochang Chen thought for a while and finally patted me on the shoulder: "With my current ability, I may not be able to help you. It depends on you."

I was stunned: "What? You can't solve the problem, what should I do?"

Before I could finish speaking, Daochang Chen held me down and knelt in front of Grandma Wang's tomb.

I subconsciously wanted to struggle, but Master Chen handed me a red candle. It looked like the kind used in Taoist temples on weekdays. It was more advanced than the candles used to visit graves.

What is Daozhang Chen asking me to do?

"You'll know after you click on it." Daochang Chen said as if he understood what I wanted to ask.

On the red candle point, the flame is small and weak, as if it will be swallowed by darkness at any time.

Suddenly, something seemed to be approaching. The flames turned strangely green and burned vigorously, even making a crackling sound.

It was obvious that something was causing trouble around me, and I started to break out in a cold sweat.

The candle burned suddenly faster. Although there was no wind around, the flames kept swaying, and soon the candle was swallowed up.

I looked up at Daochang Chen. He still frowned and gave me another candle.

In this way, I lit three candles in succession, and the flames finally calmed down.

At this moment, Taoist priest Chen suddenly pressed my head and bowed to the tombstone, and said loudly: "Gods eat incense and ghosts eat candles. Now that you have eaten three of the best incense candles from the Taoist temple, you have accepted the apology. I wonder if you can come forward to explain it."

Is it clear?"

I was still wondering who he was talking to, but suddenly I felt as if something cold was brushed against the back of my head.

I was so frightened that Daochang Chen loosened his strength and I looked up.

Suddenly I discovered that there was an extra head on the tombstone, looking at me with its head tilted.

Isn’t this Grandma Wang?

The dull expression on her face was still pale and scary, but it was much better than yesterday. At least it was just scary, not ferocious.

There was also a shockingly long scar on her face, extending directly from her face to the back of her head. Obviously, this was something I did yesterday.

Now she was staring straight at me with a pair of cloudy and dull eyes, and at the same time she stretched out an absurdly long hand and pinched the back of my neck. Now my life hangs on her hand!

All the hairs on my body stood up.

"Oh my god..." I suddenly screamed in fright.

However, Daochang Chen was very calm and said to me softly: "Now you should tell the old lady properly. She is a good ghost who eats incense all the year round and has begun to have some fairy spirit. She should not embarrass you too much."

Having said that, I am already scared just by looking at Grandma Wang. I don't know what to say at all, so I can only lower my head and talk nonsense for a while.

"Wang...Grandma Wang, I really didn't mean it yesterday. Please forgive me, sir. When I go back, I will give you more incense and paper to help you cultivate your immortality..."

I talked there alone for more than ten minutes before the cold feeling behind my back disappeared.

But I didn't dare to get up. I still put my head on the ground and asked tremblingly: "Grandma Wang...is she gone?"

Daochang Chen responded: "Okay, you can get up."

Breathing a sigh of relief, he turned around and looked around again, and saw that the black shadows had disappeared.

The resentful cries also disappeared, and it seemed that it was really safe now.

"When daybreak comes, you can tidy up this old lady's grave again. Don't let the incense burn out from now on. If she really becomes mature and can compete with the willow tree, then I won't have to worry." Daochang Chen helped me up.

warned.

I nodded and rubbed my numb legs, feeling a little frightened when I thought about the touch on the back of my neck just now.

Without the interference of these ancestors, we quickly walked out of the old cemetery.

Finally, just before dawn, we finally found the village chief under a slope.

He was different from other villagers. He was standing straight and exposed, and his face was covered with blood, which made him look particularly scary. Daochang Chen stepped forward to check and shook his head: "No... he is already dead, and he has been cold for a long time.

I don’t know where the soul is now, and it seems that the female ghost attacked him directly from the beginning."

Although he had done many evil deeds, it was not good to see him dead in the wild like this, so Director Chen and I worked together to dig a hole and bury him hastily.

In this way, it was already the next morning when we returned to the village again.

I was not very young at that time, and I was frightened for several days in a row. When I returned to the village, I straightened up and fainted.

When I woke up again, two full days had passed.

Opening my eyes and looking at the familiar ceiling, I felt as if I was in a dream.

"You finally woke up, Xiaozhi."

I sat up and saw my father sitting in a wheelchair beside me. Although his face was pale, he had regained his energy.
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