"Right here!" Ling Yun didn't move a step, just stood there and stared at the wasteland in front of him, as if there were flowers on it.
Su Youting had no choice but to wander around this area slowly, and unexpectedly found an obscure dirt bag not far away, which he had never noticed at ordinary times.
Out of curiosity, I walked in to take a look. As I took a few steps closer, I heard the sound of people eating something next to the earth bag. When I looked up, I easily found that there was a one-meter-long tree next to the earth bag. What a deep pit.
It looks very similar to Uncle Lin's method of digging traps, and the sound comes from here.
They hurriedly took two steps forward, lowered their heads to check, pushed aside the surrounding weeds, and finally saw clearly. At this moment, squatting alive and kicking inside, stuffing various grass leaves into his mouth with both hands, it was Uncle Lin who had worried them all night.
At this moment, there were still several wild rabbits hanging on his back, and he was stuffed with grass so much that he couldn't stop retching, but his hands didn't stop moving at all.
Su Youting hurriedly called for someone, "Uncle Lin, what are you doing? Stop, give me your hand, and I'll pull you up!"
"Uncle Lin, what's wrong with you? I'm Youting!"
"Uncle Lin!" Su Youting shouted several times. The people below were so stunned that they didn't even raise their heads. Ling Yun also came over and looked down. At a glance, he saw that Uncle Lin squatted down in a weird posture.
Normally, it is impossible for a person to squat with both heels touching the ground, but Uncle Lin was squatting with both heels not touching the ground and still looked very stable.
Su Youting couldn't wait any longer, so he pushed his feet hard, jumped down, and went to pull people in without saying a word.
This pull made my hand feel extremely heavy, as if it was not a person but a millstone weighing several hundred kilograms. Uncle Lin didn't move at all, so he could stretch Su Youting over.
At this moment, Uncle Lin moved, stood up slowly, spat out the grass leaves in his mouth, and smiled sinisterly at Su Youting who was very close at hand, "Here comes another nuisance, since you are so nosy , just stay and don’t leave!”
Uncle Lin, who was in his forties, sounded like a child when he spoke, with a strange expression on his face and winking in an inhumane manner.
He raised his hand and rushed towards Su Youting. Ling Yun reacted quickly, reached out and took out a handful of cinnabar powder and sprinkled it towards the two people in the pit.
Su Youting reflexively raised his hands to cover his eyes, but Uncle Lin screamed and fell straight back.
"Ah..." Seeing a shadow flashing across Uncle Lin's body, he quickly rushed out of the pit and onto the ground.
Ling Yun was worried about Su Youting's safety and jumped into the pit in a hurry.
Both of them hurried over to check Uncle Lin's condition. Ling Yun felt for his breath and said, "He's fine. Let's go up first."
Two people were driving an unconscious man, and they were really rolling and crawling. They finally climbed back to the ground. Before they could take a breath, they saw an extra person on the small dirt bag next to them.
Still a villain.
Sitting there was a five or six-year-old boy with a pale face and ragged clothes.
Ling Yun immediately realized that this was definitely not a human being. He blocked Su Youting and the others behind him and shouted sternly, "It's a god reporting the number! It's a ghost leaving a name! It's a little baby. Hurry home and find your mother to drink milk!"
The little boy raised his finger and pointed at his nose and said to Ling Yun, "My name is Duan Jiabao."
"Since you are no longer in the human world, why don't you go reincarnate and still harm people here?"
Su Youting was completely surprised when he heard this. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that Ling Yun was asking for the name of a ghost.
When the seemingly harmless child says his name, isn't he just a ghost doll?
He couldn't believe it in his heart, but the child came out of nowhere, and he didn't expect it to be a ghost.
Ling Yun continued to ask, "Boy, be careful if you act too arrogantly, I will deal with you today!" As he spoke, he held another handful of cinnabar in his hand, ready to throw it at the child at any time.
The child seemed to be quite afraid of this thing, and hurriedly hid on the other side of the dirt bag, keeping a distance from them.
"Don't get excited. This thing will burn you when it touches you. You are really not a simple girl. The fate of the boy dolls behind you is also rare. Who do you call a boy? I am old enough to be your grandfather."
Ling Yun saw that he had no obvious malice, and was not prepared to really hurt him. He just wanted to take Uncle Lin down the mountain safely as soon as possible.
"Duan Jiabao, since you have no intention of harming anyone, why do you still possess strangers and sit on the ground eating grass?"
The little doll pointed to the small mound of soil under his buttocks and said, "This is my grave and my current home. This man dug such a big hole when he came here and almost collapsed my house. I am Just fix him up."
The little guy spoke in an old-fashioned way, but he still looked like a child of several years old. His mouth was pouted, and his appearance was not scary at all. It was difficult for people to associate him with a ghost.
The little thing looked at the expressions of disbelief on the two people's faces, stood up, put his hands on his hips, and said with a puffed mouth, "I am from the village at the foot of the mountain. If you don't believe me, go back and ask the old people in the village now. They should know me." "
Uncle Lin didn't seem to have any external injuries now, but he was just a little embarrassed. Ling Yun and Su Youting wanted to go down the mountain and go home as soon as possible.
They were all on the lookout for the kid in front of them to explode and hurt someone at any time, so they all faced him.
Who would have expected that a familiar sharp voice suddenly came from behind, "I told you, my nose can't be wrong, and sure enough, a living person has entered the mountain. Little things, you are not lucky today, so I will punch my teeth." Let’s sacrifice! Hehehehe!”
Duan Jiabao, who had been calm just now, now looked horrified, "Why did you two attract this old fox? I can't afford to offend him, so I'd better hide first."
After saying that, he dove into the dirt bag and disappeared.
Ling Yun and Su Youting turned around, and then they saw clearly that the person behind them who treated them like a dish was none other than Old Fox, the matchmaker who had taken the lead in the previous fox wedding team.
Thinking of her eating a live snake, I probably wouldn't get much good out of her hands.
Su Youting carried Uncle Lin on his back, grabbed Ling Yun and ran down the mountain.
The old woman no longer pretended to be human, her clothes fell to the ground, and the silk flowers on one end fell to pieces. A giant red-haired fox weighing more than 100 pounds appeared in front of her, baring its fangs. He was drooling and about to pounce on them.
The fox had already risen into the air, and the tips of its gleaming claws could already be seen approaching quickly.
At the critical moment, both the couple felt their feet were empty, and they suddenly fell weightless, followed by a blackout in front of their eyes.
The sharp teeth and claws of the fierce fox that rushed towards him were gone, but this place seemed to be a cave, the space was very narrow, and the smell was not good. After Ling Yun felt it landed on the ground, he immediately covered his mouth and nose, for fear of being poisoned. .
Fortunately, his hand was still held tightly by Su Youting, and they were not separated.
Su Youting's voice sounded not far away, "Ling Yun, are you okay? Uncle Lin is here too, don't worry, where is this place? Why is it so smelly?"
It really feels like falling into a cesspool here.
A faint green will-o'-the-wisp lighted up next to Ling Yun, and what caught his eye was Duan Jiabao's pale little face that he had seen before, "I'm kind-hearted to save you, but you still think I'm so stinky, I'm really heartless."
The little guy still looks angry.
Ling Yun and Su Youting also saw each other and the environment where they lived.
It is said to be a house, but it is too small, only about half a meter high, and there is only a few feet of space in front and back. No wonder it is so closed.
They were crammed inside, occupying almost all the space. Ling Yun saw the broken boards sitting under him and immediately realized, "We should be in Jiabao's grave."
Duan Jiabao didn't go near them. He huddled in a small corner and played with dirt pitifully.
