Che Xiaoxiao put his little hand up with a green and tender finger in front of the pink mouth and hissed, then pointed to the sound side to show that he was quiet and watched things develop.
When Jiang Aitong saw her so horse, he turned back and silently looked at the dark and deep valley and waited for the truth to appear.
Guteng’s hand tightened tightly. Just now, this little girl talked with Jiang Aitong and told him exactly what appeared at this moment, but this kind of ghost is something he is not good at dealing with.
But it’s exactly what this beloved little man around him is good at, but he still feels a little weird about being used to what the other person thinks and does, something called worrying.
"Bang-bang-bang-bang-"
The bang rang again, as if the sky were like ink.
And with the passing of a chilly evil wind, the leaves are blown to the bone in a cold and cold way, and a ringing sound is full of strange atmosphere everywhere.
Then the air around stopped flowing and seemed to solidify. Generally, the smell was astringent and rotten, which was a kind of death smell. It was dark in the forest and then there was a faint white light.
Stone three people were silent and motionless, looking at the sudden strange white light left beating quietly, with different heart rates.
"Bang-bang-bang-bang-"
This time, the sound is closer, just like a few white lights in front of my ears, such as graves and phosphorus fires, also appear in the sight of the three people-
Section 115
I saw four men dressed in white and yellow linen, that is, they had to wear jute heads, jute towels and jute cloth shoes before the funeral. I couldn’t see clearly the faces of men with four pale paper lanterns on both sides, accompanied by a middle-aged man with the same costume in his hand, banging rhythmically.
The bang consists of two red wooden sticks with different lengths and thicknesses, one cylindrical and the other short and thick rectangular.
The man in yellow linen just held a cylindrical red stick with an expression on his face, and mechanically and stiffly struck the short and thick red board, from which the bang sound came.
The car smiled and his eyes narrowed slightly, still looking at the team behind the five men.
Immediately behind the man who was beating, there was a dark red coffin, which set each other off in the dark sky.
The lipstick coffin was assigned by a strong man who was also dressed in jute. The shoulders on both sides were carried and slowly moved forward with the footsteps of the man who hit the bang.
At the moment when the coffin appeared, the coldness in the air became worse, as if it were about to drip water, and it was even more suffocating.
While waiting for the car to smile, I suddenly saw Jiang Ai Tong in front suddenly turned to look at her and Guteng with surprise.
Forget it, it must be that he never dreamed of seeing such a situation and burying the dead.
"Bang-bang-bang-bang-"
Bang sound rang again, just like ringing in the ear, just around the corner, bringing Jiang Aitong’s head back to the front.
The funeral procession, which seemed to walk slowly, advanced a lot as Jiang Aitong’s head turned and turned. More than 100 men and women in linen followed closely behind the coffin with their heads down.
What is even more unexpected is that there was a red coffin behind the more than 100 men and women who were sent to the funeral. It was also carried by a linen man, and then it was a coffin.
This funeral procession, which is nearly 300 meters long, seems to be in sight, but it has not arrived yet, but it seems to be in the distance, but it is just in front of us.
In this way, after a long time, the team still didn’t come to the front, and Jiang Aitong, a materialist who always believed in ghost theory, felt that something was wrong.
His head, still wearing a camouflage hat, turned again only to see two people behind him, each holding a small steamed bun and chewing it with relish.
Looking at the unexpected look in front of me, the baby-faced car smiled and pointed to the big stone food with a small mouth. "It’s very interesting for instructors to see them bury the dead while eating."
Smiling at such a wonderful car, Jiang Aitong can be "…"
When black is thick, it’s a long time. What’s wrong with eating bags? Che Xiaoxiao chews more and more happily.
Suddenly, the funeral procession stopped, and there was a heavy and slow funeral music, but people played music with a wisp of extremely sharp uneasiness, and they pressed hard towards the three people.
It’s like a thin hard wire straight through the eardrum and drilling out from the other side through the head, which is very uncomfortable and painful.
Jiang Aitong couldn’t help raising his hands to cover his ears on both sides.
Even sitting still like Mount Tai, Guteng frowned like a sword.
The only thing that doesn’t change is that the car smiles. She chews the small bag in both hands and grabs it in one hand. She has already eaten the food paper bag before. She puts the mouth of the bag at the mouth and blows it a few times. The dry flat paper bag rises like a balloon.
Then twist the mouth of the paper bag into a knot and tie the bag full of gas tightly in the paper bag.
Finally, in Guteng’s face, he indulged in two white paws and slapped the palm of his hand hard!
Bang! The paper bag full of gas was smashed and made a crisp ripple in the dark sky-
Buzzing … the small sound of breaking the paper bag echoed with waves of echoes in the valley.
And that sharp, piercing, uncomfortable than funeral music was forced to come to an end.
So Jiang Aitong’s hand was released, and Guteng’s eyebrows were loosened.
The funeral procession was punctured by the car’s smile, and the long funeral procession suddenly appeared in front of three people sitting on a big stone with a clear face and magic ratio.
Three lipsticks and lacquered coffins lined up behind the coffins in front of Che Xiaoxiao and Gu Teng, and hundreds of men and women dressed in linen were all pale and dull, and a pair of dead fish eyes stared at the stone three people.
Jiang Aitong, who was the first to bear the brunt of sitting in front of the big stone, saw his eyelids jump straight.
Then the three lipsticks and lacquered coffins automatically revealed that there was also a red lacquered coffin pit inside.
If there are no dead people and no bodies.
Che Xiaoxiao and Guteng sat next to each other intimately, and nothing happened just like watching a play.