The sudden sudden brake made everyone alert. Zhao Hongtu looked out the window and was stunned and lost his voice: "How could he get here!"

There are lush weeds in front of us, and the weeds in the direction of the way we come are trampled. It is like a small road, with a bulging grave that is vaguely illuminated by the bright headlights.

This is exactly where Zhao Hongtu and his group discovered the fetal grave in the morning, but Zhao Hongtu clearly remembers that the fetal grave was a hundred meters away from the stream. The off-road vehicle always walked along the stream, less than fifty meters away from Xiaolongxi, but now, the fetal grave is blocking their presence!

Is the fetal tomb moving, or is the car unknowingly deviating from the direction?

The graveyard covered with weeds in the dark night was even more gloomy and cunning, and everyone felt something was wrong. At this moment, Lin Xi's back was covered in cold sweat, and she was completely hunched. Her hand holding the steering wheel was trembling. She didn't know whether to continue moving forward or turn around.

"Don't get out of the car, everyone."

Miao Fangfei immediately ordered solemnly, her voice tense, the more this time it is, the more calm it needs. The flower-spotted snake hissed on her shoulder: "Don't panic, take out the weapon-take out the basket."

"Lin Xi, try turning around, don't be afraid, everyone is here."

Lin Xi wanted to shake his head wildly, but his whole body was cold and stiff, and he couldn't move at all, like the pork frozen in the ice warehouse.

Hehe—his teeth were trembling, and coldness came from his shoulders, as if he was being held by a terrifying ghost hand, which made Lin Xi so scared that he was about to go crazy.

Ghost, ghost, there are ghosts in the car.

save--

Lin Xi couldn't speak, and could not even move. He tried hard to make some moves to attract everyone's attention, but what made him desperate was that he had completely lost control of his body.

It was clearly in the car, why no one noticed his strangeness!

"Change, turn around quickly!"

Seeing that the car was still parked, Yu He'an couldn't help but urge, and his voice was tense and panicked: "This, what the hell is this? Turn around quickly."

"Lin Xi, come back to his senses!"

Wang Pengpai noticed Lin Xi's strangeness and bit his middle finger without hesitation and was about to wipe blood on his face. But it seemed that Yu He'an's urging alarmed "Lin Xi". The car started again. Others felt relieved, but Lin Xi looked at his hand in horror - his hand was out of control!

It’s not that you are turning around, but you have to drive straight forward into the cemetery!

"Stop, Lin Xi stop!"

The voices of his teammates were blurred, as if they were coming from a very distant place. Lin Xi was stiff, and the coldness on his shoulders quickly spread throughout his body, causing him to completely lose control of his body.

Just as he was about to slam the accelerator, suddenly, a pale hand with clear joints pressed his shoulders. In an instant, Lin Xi's thinking returned to clearness, and the next moment, the burning sensation came from the middle of his eyebrows.

"ah--!!!"

Lin Xi roared in pain and waved his hands randomly, as if he was burned by a hot soldering iron on his eyebrows. The fat man with agile movement that was completely inconsistent with his body pressed blood towards Lin Xi's eyebrows with one hand, and poked out from the back seat and pulled down the handbrake directly!

Say it.

The off-road vehicle that was about to enter the cemetery suddenly shook and the engine was shut down.

Hu, Hu—

Lin Xi was in a daze and came to his senses for a while. His forehead was still hot, as if he had a fever. He looked at the bright red patch of his forehead in the rearview mirror, as if his skin had been worn off, and there was a scarlet blood spot in the center.

Lin Xi looked at his hand first, and seeing that he was still holding it on the steering wheel, Lin Xi let go of his hand as if frightened, and subconsciously looked beside him. However, he saw that Bingjiu woke up at some point and looked forward at some point.

He had pressed Lin Xi's shoulder and had already retracted his awakening hand and put it on his legs. He was hitting it with one click. When Lin Xi held him, his shoulders were numb, and he seemed to still feel the coldness of Bingjiu's palms.

Bingjiu's hands were as cold as ice, but it made Lin Xi's heart more complex emotions similar to warmth.

Once again, Bingjiu helped him again.

"Lin Xi brings this with you."

A bamboo basket was stuffed into the back seat, and Miao Fangfei was a little annoyed: "If I had asked you to hold the bamboo basket, there might not be any accident. This time it was thanks to Director C and Pengpai."

"I'm just close. Besides, no one thought this ghost was so fierce before."

Wang Pengpai sucked his biting finger and smiled and said, "Xiaolin, the boy's blood is strong enough."

It was really strong enough. Lin Xi's coldness was completely dispelled. Now it was like a warm baby on his forehead. He thanked Wang Pengpai in his arms in a quiet manner, but he didn't dare to look at Bingjiu again. The embarrassing scene he had just been controlled must have been seen by him. This was really embarrassing and bad.

"Be careful, don't let the bamboo basket leave."

Hou Feihu said in a deep voice, they did expect a mistake before, and Lin Xi was inconvenient to take the bamboo basket when driving, so Miao Fangfei temporarily helped him to take it.

This is also something everyone has discussed before, but who knows that something went wrong.

Projects on a journey can also be divided into sizes. Only those who get "package tickets" for corpses are considered large projects. This kind of tour guides in the middle of the night take them to see "fireflies" are small projects.

According to usual experience, the props sold at shopping sites are all aimed at large projects. Miao Fangfei is more careful and asked everyone to bring all the bamboo baskets this time, just for insurance.

Who knew that I almost broke into the gutter!

The headlights turned dark, everything went to darkness, everyone lowered their voices and spoke, no one turned on the lights rashly, and the surroundings were quiet and desolate.

It is clearly deep in the mountains and next to the rushing stream, but now, let alone the sound of insects flowing, you can't even hear the sound of the stream flowing. It's so quiet and terrible.

Ghost hits the wall.

"What should I do? Keep turning around?"

Yu He'an nervously turned out the cowhide, wrapping it with Yu Hehui. Xu Chen's eyes were glowing green and his eyes were solemn. He and Miao Fangfei looked at each other and shook their heads gently.

Old travelers who have experience in supernatural journeys know that after falling into a ghost, they will eventually return here no matter how many times they turn around and change lanes. They must find a way to crack it.

"I have an ominous premonition, but..."

Hou Feihu pondered and did not draw a conclusion at the first time. Zhao Hongtu was alert and wary of the outside of the vehicle, his whole body was tight and like a little leopard with a hair blown out of his head: "Get out of the vehicle, I can't use it here."

A half-old off-road vehicle cannot resist the attack of supernatural beings, and like Zhao Hongtu's bow and arrow and Hou Feihu's gun cannot be used in a narrow car. In this case, the harder it is, the more dangerous it is to stay in the car.

Zhao Hongtu said this, but his eyes were looking at Miao Fangfei. Before they came, they agreed that if Miao Fangfei was suddenly brought to the ghost, the brigade would be commanded by Zhao Hongtu. Now, although Miao Fangfei was frowning and rubbing her forehead, she did not look like she was possessed. She was looking at Bingjiu in the passenger seat.

cut.

Zhao Hongtu first curled his lips dissatisfied, and then suddenly burst into tears, and found that he was doing something inappropriate. When the tour guide was there, no matter how dangerous the situation was, he had to ask the tour guide first. The other party was the person who really understood whether it was dangerous at this moment.

Sometimes danger is not fatal, panic in crisis is the most fate.

Zhao Hongtu is used to being a lone wolf and believes in his own judgment. He disdained to trust other trash tour guides, but Bingjiu... Bingjiu is indeed different. He knew that he could command the brigade that he was excited and arrogant, but now he has calmed down.

"Director C, should we continue to move forward or go home?"

Zhao Hongtu asked in a muffled voice. Hou Feihu next to him kicked him silently. Zhao Hongtu paused, knowing that his tone was not good enough, he frowned, but did not make an attack, but took a deep breath to prepare to apologize.

“What are you going back to do?”

At this moment, Bingjiu spoke, his voice calm and unremitting: "Don't you want to see fireflies?"

In no mood!

If the passengers could shout out, they would definitely speak in unison, with resistance written on their faces. But Bingjiu's words made them understand that they were now at the "attraction".

"Where are fireflies here?"

Miao Fangfei's tone was quite stable. She looked at the time, but found that the fluorescent pointer of her watch was no longer moving and stopped at 8:25.

Oops.

Miao Fangfei frowned secretly, losing the concept of time, which was the most fatal. Wu Laoliu asked them to go back before eleven o'clock, and this time could only be estimated by themselves.

“Aren’t there fireflies ahead?”

Wei Xun opened his clenched hands, and a ball of green light floated in his palm - it turned out to be a firefly, the one he had just grabbed from Lin Xi's shoulder.

"Look at it, how beautiful the fireflies are."

When Wei Xun opened his hand, the fireflies flapped their wings and flew up like a volatile ghost fire. The dark off-road vehicle was extremely gloomy and terrifying. A light suddenly lit up outside the car window, and the faint green light was dimmer than the aurora. On the wild graves and among the plants, green light floated, and the ghost energy was trembling.

not good!

The alarm bell rang in Hou Feihu's mind, and the premonition of unknown origin reached its peak instantly. He didn't have time to think about it anymore and he subconsciously grabbed Zhao Hongtu, but his hands were empty. Zhao Hongtu was sitting next to him, but now there was no one there, and all the others disappeared.

Hou Feihu held his hands tightly and looked up and found that he was no longer in the car, but was sitting in a wasteland, with a dark brown grave so close to him.

‘Small backpack, swaying’

‘Mom carried me down the stilt house in laughter’

The crisp sound of children comes from nowhere, and the song is mixed with the innocent and pure smile of the baby. Fireflies are flying among the lush grass and trees, like thousands of stars falling on the earth. The air that has just rained is particularly fresh. This scene is like a dream, like a scenery in a fairy tale book.

Hou Feihu thought of Bingjiu's words, the legend that the pure soul of a baby who died prematurely turned into fireflies, that is to say, these fireflies flying around him are most likely all ghost babies!

‘Mom carried me down the stilt house in laughter’

‘Mom carried me down the stilt house in laughter’

‘Mom carried me down the stilt house in laughter’

When this thought arises, the originally ethereal and clear singing gradually detonates, rising and falling, leaving only one line of lyrics to repeat back and forth, and the sound becomes more sharp and harsh, and eventually becomes a harsh and terrifying murmur like nails scratching the blackboard.

The fireflies stopped flying. They hovered among the grass leaves, and the green light flashed. Hou Feihu felt that he was staring at the brink of thousands of malicious eyes. His muscles were tight and his fingers were pulled on the trigger.

“Wow—Wow—”

At this moment, the baby's cry came from the grave. The sound was intermittent, as if it was extremely weak and adorable.

"Hehe, hahaha, wuwu--"

At the same time, creepy laughter also sounded in the grave. When you listen carefully, you may laugh or cry, or cry, or cry, or you may cry, or you may feel more like the howling of a hyena, making you feel instinctively bored.

‘Mom carried me down the stilt house in laughter’
To be continued...