Yang Chunxue instantly floated up like a hair, and her black hair flew with the yin energy surging around her, making a move to attack.

Lu Li took a step forward, and more than a dozen ghosts looked at him and his voice was smooth: "Does anyone know if Liu Xi's mother is here?"

The right hand behind him holds the kitchen knife back.

"Look for Liu Xi's mother? Who are you?" A strong accent Mandarin floated out.

To be honest, if a ghost with bad Mandarin wants to scare people, try not to speak...

Are there any horror elements in the dialect dubbed version of horror movies?

The murderous ghost chased the victim and shouted hideously, "Ni'er? Where are you?", and then the victim cried, "Please shake your forehead."

Thriller comedy movie?

Lu Li replied, "We visited Liu Dabao's house a few days ago. His mother came to see us for something, but because of some misunderstandings... she was scared away by us."

Yang Chunxue quietly looked away beside her.

"Oh~ I know this. My girl is scared and she has been hiding in the inner room for several days but can't come out."

It was still the same heavy accent, Lu Li's gaze was fixed, and he fell on the most round and eye-catching grave.

The tombstone reads: The tomb of the village chief Liu Dabao.

"Hey, boss, who are you talking to..." Shen Qian shrank his neck and looked around, feeling the surroundings were gloomy and terrifying.

The poor man Shen Qian saw nothing. He only found Lu Li talking to the sky.

Yang Chunxue glanced back and snapped her fingers with a "pop", and a wisp of yin energy dispersed and fell on Shen Qian's eyelids.

Shen Qian felt a cool look on his eyes, like a cold wind blowing, and he quickly blinked and relieved. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a shocking scene of more than a dozen ghosts floating on the grave.

"Hiss..." Shen Qianbian's body became cold, and a heat flow rushed from the tailbone into the back of his head, and goose bumps appeared layer by layer wherever he passed.

Lu Lekou: "Do you know the specific information about Liu Xi and his family?"

"Hey--it's hard to describe. We outsiders are hard to tell. Why don't you ask Xiu'er yourself?"

"Where is she?"

Shen Qian, who could finally hear, shook all over, and felt that the village chief Liu Dabao would roar with a ferocious face in the next second, "She is in hell! I'll send you down!"

Liu Dabao said with joy: "Xiu'er is in the tomb... How about a few foreigners..."

He showed a little embarrassed, and it seemed inappropriate to let the living person enter the tomb...

"The inside is so spacious." An aunt interrupted.

Lu Li was silent for a few seconds, nodded and said, "Then I'll bother you."

Whispering—

After the words came, more than a dozen older ghosts became restless and excited, with old faces full of gullies. Most of them were conversations like "guests are coming", "these two kids are so beautiful".

Village chief Liu Dabao was the same, his wrinkled face blooming like a daisy, turned his head and shouted: "My wife! We are here, please open the door!"

In the mass grave under the drizzle, the most rounded village chief’s grave suddenly shook.

Boom-

The dust was shaken down, and the grave was like a whole, lifted to one side, revealing the dark hole.

If you have to describe it, it is like half a steamed bun buckled on the ground being lifted up.

"It feels like I'm going to enter Pai Daxing's home..." Shen Qian couldn't describe this feeling.

Lu Li raised his eyes and looked at Shen Qian indifferently.

Shen Qian shut up and realized that his words were inappropriate.

A voice came in the slantingly: "You think it's very similar? That's great. I used to like SpongeBob, but unfortunately I didn't have to watch it after I died. The village is too far apart, and the cemetery is not powered. The village chief doesn't let us go down the mountain casually, for fear of causing trouble for the children. Oh, several years have passed in the blink of an eye."

I said a lot of dialect accent.

Chen Qian stared at the old lady whose teeth were almost gone, as if she was stunned.

Why is this not very correct to the ghost in his perception...?

Is this what an older ghost is like...?

Lu Li looked at the old lady: "Since that's the case, we'll have a solar mobile TV next time."

"Hey--it's not enough. It's good for you to come and see me. How can you spend money..." The old lady was moved as she said, and she smiled and said with a smile on her face: "Let's do this, we'll pay for the money, don't worry, it's not a ghost money."

“Okay.”

Lu Li walked towards the entrance of the cave under the grave.

Chen Qian followed behind, doubting life.

Is it because I don’t understand or is the world changing rapidly, and the relationship between humans and ghosts is already so harmonious?

When he walked to the entrance of the cave, it was deep and light inside. Yang Chunxue floated to the front without saying a word and took the initiative to explore the way.

He raised his cell phone, and under the white light, two people and one ghost walked into the grave. The ghosts surrounded him, and the grave was rumbling and closed above his head.

Walking a section along the low passage, they step into a tomb, or... basement.

Warm and hot streams hit the face, and the stove in the corner was scattering warmth, dispelling the coldness of the outside world.

The basement is more than 20 square meters, and two homemade square tables are placed in the middle. One is scattered with cards and another is piled with unfinished mahjong.

There are several hand-woven recliners in the corner.

Another passage opens on the wall, and I don’t know where it extends.

Who would have thought that the underground mass grave that was used by Shanjiao Village to bury the dead villagers would look like this.

Liu Dabao introduced from the side: "We are lonely and scared, so we just got together as soon as we put together. We sneaked away the bones, dug out a piece of land from me, and got together to play with it if we had nothing to do."

Lu Li's eyes paused on the two tables and turned to Liu Dabao: "It seems to be disturbing you."

"No, I've been tired of playing. Someone came to see us, the dead ghosts, are much more interesting than playing cards." Liu Dabao waved his hands repeatedly. "It's a pity that we are in the wilderness, there's nothing we can do... Hey Ergua, hurry up and go to the rabbit nest next door to take a look, catch two rabbits and stew it for the guests."

"No, that's raised by Sister Wan." The old man who held the candle and lost his legs hesitated.

Liu Dabao waved his hand impatiently: "You just grab it, she asked you, I told her, why are you so ignorant..."

Lu Li said no, "It's still not necessary, we'll leave in a while."

Eat food made by ghosts... if you can avoid it.

Liu Dabao reluctantly responded: "Hey... I'll be wronged. By the way, you are looking for Xiu'er, right? It's Liu Xi's mother."

"Well, can you call her for us?"

"Okay, I'll call him now." Liu Dabao responded and floated into the passage.

As soon as the village chief left, other villagers came over and mainly surrounded Yang Chunxue, a similar type.

"This girl is so handsome."

"Is that young man your boyfriend?"

"It's a pity to die at such a young age..."

The inquiry left Yang Chunxue helpless.

Chen Qian was no longer able to complain about this scene.
Chapter completed!