Sure enough, within a few minutes, the rumbling thunder struck the ground like the roar of a ferocious beast, depressingly and breathtakingly.
At this time, the rain didn't stop and the wind didn't stop.
I'm not a god, all this is just my prediction, I can't interfere in anything.
I looked up at the thunderclouds and prayed silently in my heart.
Stop blowing the wind, and the thunderclouds will go away.
"Crack!"
A streak of purple lightning pierced the sky. In a blink of an eye, lightning sprung up in the sky like mushrooms after a spring rain. The surrounding dark clouds were blown away, leaving only light in the sky.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the deserted spider web lightning exploded in the wind, splitting branches and causing the soil on the ground to fly!
This sound was like two kicks in my ears, making my head buzz.
The old village chief even sat down in the mud, covering his ears in pain.
The dirt flying in the air dispersed. I took a closer look and suddenly felt happy.
The murderous tomb was razed to the ground, leaving only a large empty pit on the ground, and even the thick door latch was chopped into slag.
"Hold!"
I jumped up and down with excitement, finally bringing this matter to an end.
I turned to look at the old village chief, unable to conceal my excitement: "Uncle, this time I've killed him! Even if they are tough men, they can't make any waves!"
However, the old village chief just covered his ears and could not speak a word.
The excitement in my heart was immediately replaced by uneasiness, and I hurriedly squatted next to him: "Uncle? What's wrong with you?"
He just looked at me dully and shook his head blankly.
Wang Dali shook his head: "You shouldn't be so deafened by thunder, right?"
I think about it carefully, it shouldn’t be.
Although the thunder was loud, Wang Dali and I were fine. Is it because he is old?
I quickly shouted to Xiaomei: "Sister, come here and help."
Xiaomei walked up in two or two steps, held the old village chief's shoulder with one hand, took out a medical flashlight and looked into the ear hole.
After a while, Xiaomei put down the flashlight and said, "I don't have enough equipment, but I can see that his eardrum is torn."
"Is it a piercing?"
Xiaomei shook her head and retorted: "The piercing was instantly penetrated by an external force, which is obviously not the case for him."
"It's more like it was torn apart bit by bit by something, but the result is the same. It must be deaf."
I could only sigh helplessly: "Let him go to a big hospital."
At this time, the old village chief patted me with his hand, then took off his shoes, wiped a piece of flat ground with the soles of his shoes, stretched out his stubby fingers and wrote a few words on the ground.
"I just heard a group of people shouting in my ear."
Wang Dali frowned: "Why didn't I hear you?"
Looking at the words he wrote, I suddenly understood.
"Forget it, don't go to a big hospital. There's no need to waste money."
Xiaomei looked at me puzzled: "Why?"
"What he said was the last voice of those resentful ghosts."
I sighed unconsciously: "The reason why ghosts of death are scary is not that they are difficult to deal with, but that they will kill their enemies at all costs."
"Even before you die, you must take some revenge on others."
I erased the words on the ground and wrote a new line: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. You were wrong in not saving them, and you were wrong in burying them here."
The old village chief stared blankly for a while, then stood up with his eyes blank, turned around and ran down the mountain.
On the way back, I went to carry Ah Chen on my back.
What surprised me was that there was no injury on Ah Chen’s leg at all!
Not to mention us, even Ah Chen himself was surprised. According to what he said, both the pain and vision were so real.
I slapped my thigh and said, "I know."
Everyone looked at me in unison, but I was only worried, not happy at all.
I cleared my throat and whispered, "This is what Ah Chen said about ghosts covering their eyes."
"Impossible." Ah Chen immediately denied: "These eyes are my bread and butter, can I still see them?"
"What if it's a sneak attack?" I said more forcefully, "That kind of sneak attack without any warning."
For a moment, Ah Chen stopped talking.
