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I suddenly stood up from the rock and said to Xia Xin, "You better not sow discord."

No matter if it's my clan uncle or Hu Dali, I have absolute trust in them, and I do not believe that any of them would want to kill me.

Xia Xin laughed, "Is that impossible? The night I arrived in the village, who was fighting to the death? "

I was dumbfounded, unable to digest the information.

Xia Xin said again, "The words that you and Hu Dali accidentally said at Golden Toad Temple was actually a part of your clan uncle's soul. Fortunately, he managed to escape with those words. He then regained a trace of rationality, otherwise, he would have killed you a long time ago. "

I asked Xia Xin, "My clan uncle, no, why would someone from the Golden Toad Temple want to kill me?"

Xia Xin threw up her hands, "It has killed your entire village, do we still need a reason to kill a fish that escaped the net?"

I fell silent. After Xia Xin's reminder just now, I also began to feel that something wasn't right with my uncle. I remember that before Xia Xin took us to the cemetery, everyone had a chicken feather.

In the end, somehow, there was one more. I couldn't figure out why. Now I know that due to the matter of preparing the chicken feathers and the black dog blood, the one in charge was my uncle.

I took a deep breath and said to Xia Xin, "Even if my uncle has problems, why should I believe you? Where did you come from? How do you know so much? "

Xia Xin said, "Your foster-grandpa invited me."

I was stunned. In my entire life, the foster-grandpa has never left their village.

Xia Xin faintly said: "As for why the person you are inviting is me, don't ask too much. I'm sure I have the ability to help your foster-grandpa."

"And your foster-grandpa doesn't seem to be that useless. He actually knew some things. You've been out at school all these years, haven't you? Actually, your village has changed. You never noticed it. "

"The things in the Golden Toad Temple are killing the people in the village one by one. The living had their eyes covered with evil magic, so they couldn't see the truth. And when these people die, they still think that they are still alive, so they walked through the streets to chat with others. "

I felt my hair stand on end. So the village chief and his fellow villagers still didn't know he was dead?

Xia Xin sighed, "When your foster-grandpa found out, the village was already filled with dead people. He calculated the time. When it's his turn, it might be seven days later, so he used some special method to contact me and ask me to help him. Even if he can't save anyone, he can at least save you. "

"When I received the news, I immediately set off. Who knew that I was still a step too late. Hu Chujiu, you were too anxious to bury your foster-grandpa, so it ended up harming him instead. Actually, he wasn't sick at all, he was pressed down on the bed by ghosts and couldn't stand up. "

My heart skipped a beat when I heard that. "My foster-grandpa isn't sick?"

Xia Xin nodded, "That thing only used your foster-grandpa to lure you back. Once you return, your foster-grandpa will lose all value in being useful. "

My mind was blank, and I could only lean against a tree and stare blankly. After a while, I clenched my fists, wishing that I could go back to the village and tear down the temple.

Xia Xin said to me, "Let's go. That thing won't leave the village. You'll have plenty of opportunities to go back and take revenge."

I took a deep breath, nodded, and got on the bike.

After riding for a while, I suddenly thought of something and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. I stopped the car and said to Xia Xin, "We have to go back. Mighty is still in the village. He is the only person left alive."

Xia Xin said, "Don't worry, he's fine."

Puzzled, I asked, "Why?"

Xia Xin said, "Maybe it's because there's something wrong with his intelligence, the things inside the Golden Toad Temple are not interested in him."

Under Xia Xin's urging, I continued to ride forward. We came to town just before dawn.

Xia Xin told me to stop at a fork in the road, and she pulled out a white paper horse. Let me drip my blood on the horse, then burn it in one direction, and then let me ride the motorcycle in the other direction.

I asked Xia Xin, "What does that mean?"

Xia Xin told me, "The thing in the temple might come after us and confuse it a bit, so it can buy us some time."

I asked her, "What exactly is this thing in the temple? Is it a ghost?"

Xia Xin shook her head, "I don't know what it is either, but it's not just ghosts."

At dawn we reached the county town. The name here is a bit strange. It's Sanjia County.

At this time, the dark night had already passed, but the day did not come. The stars in the sky had faded away, and the sun in the east had not risen. Everything was hazy, as if it was dusk.

Xia Xin said to me, "You go and sell the motorcycle. You must sell it to a man, a man with a strong body and strong nerves."

I asked Xia Xin, "What's the most like Hu Dali?"

She repeatedly nodded her head, "The amount of money we sell must be double. And we have to be fast, and finish things before the sun comes out. "

I had to cycle around the county town on my motorcycle. Although this was a county town, it wasn't very developed. It was too early. There was no one on the street.

I was overjoyed and rode the motorcycle over. "Big brother, do you want to buy a bike? "Motorcycle, 90% new."

The steamed bun seller glanced at me. "I'm not buying."

I scratched my head. "This car is very cheap."

The Steamed Bun seller was amused: "How cheap is it? "250?"

The Steamed Bun seller flew into a rage: "Are you messing with me? Where did you steal this stolen car from? Let me tell you, I, Bao Ge, am a good citizen who follows the law. You want me to commit a crime? "Then you're wrong."

I was shocked by his righteousness and whispered, "A bit cheaper is fine."

In the end, we paid a hundred dollars for it. The law-abiding Bao Ge, still helped me sell the loot. One could see that money could really corrupt a good person.

I took the money and went back to find Xia Xin. I was a bit embarrassed, because a motorcycle sold for a hundred yuan was really incompetent. However, Xia Xin didn't care about it at all. She pointed to a bus in front of them and said, "The car's about to start. Let's go."

I nodded and followed her into the car.

Xia Xin handed the money to the driver, "It's for both of us, there's no need to look for it." Then she led me to the front row and sat me down.

I was getting a little anxious. "This car is in the next county. Twenty yuan per person is enough. Aren't you spending too much money?"

Xia Xin ignored me.

The driver looked at the time and started the car. Just as it was about to close, Xia Xin suddenly tugged at my arm and shouted, "Let's go."

We both almost fell out of the car. Then, he watched as the car sped away.

I looked at the taillights, a little dazed, and then I asked Xia Xin, "Which song are you singing?"

Xia Xin panted and said, "The morning and the evening alternate, people and ghosts are indistinguishable. That car just now was a spirit carriage. "

I shivered. "It's too dangerous. Why didn't you see it this time?"

We changed another street and found another bus waiting. The sinister thing was, whether it was the body or the driver, they were both exactly the same as the spirit vehicle from before. But I could feel that this was a living person's car, because it didn't have that bone-piercing chill.

Xia Xin whispered to me, "Dawn and evening, the hearse will be waiting at the side of the street disguised as a bus. Those who are seriously ill, or who are at the end of their lifespan, will see them and then unknowingly board the carriage and be taken away. "

"I saw that hearse just now. I'm not dying, am I?"

Xia Xin said, "Don't worry. You've come and gone so many times on the cemetery that it's normal for you to be in bad luck and see the hearse. By the way, do you have any money? Buy a ticket later. "

I took out my wallet and handed one to Xia Xin.

We were both tired. Especially when he was riding a motorcycle, which was blown by the mountain wind for over ten miles, he had long since felt a chill all over his body. Now that the car's heater was blowing, we both fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, the car was already on the road. Xia Xin, who was at the side, still hadn't woken up yet. She was curled up on her seat like a little ball.

I looked outside. It was morning, but it was dark and there was no sun. This made me uneasy, because I always remembered my experiences in the village. There was no sun. Perhaps the person I saw was not a living person.

At this moment, a middle-aged man sitting next to me smiled. I also smiled politely.

Who knew that this would cause a commotion? He pointed at Xia Xin, "Your girlfriend? "She's pretty."

I shook my head. "No."

The middle-aged man smiled again and said, "You met him on the way?"

I thought about it and said, "Something like that."

I felt a little strange. Was this person a pervert? Why do you keep asking about girls?

At this moment, Xia Xin woke up. The middle-aged man immediately sat up straight and smiled at me, then took out a book to read.

Xia Xin asked me, "Where are we?"

I said, "I don't know. I just woke up."

Xia Xin stood up and asked the driver, "Master, where are we?"

At that moment, the middle-aged man prodded me and handed me a piece of paper.

I mysteriously received it. On it was written: "Young man, be careful. Your friend is not a living person. If you don't believe me, look at her socks. "

My head buzzed and I hurriedly put the paper away.

I turned to look at the middle-aged man, who was still pretending to read.

Xia Xin asked for directions, then sat back down. I couldn't sit still, so I started to observe her quietly. Her lips were red and her teeth were white. Her large eyes were small. She was quite beautiful. It seemed like … No problem.

I dropped my wallet under the seat when she wasn't looking, then I bent down and went down to look for my wallet.

In the process, I quietly pulled on Xia Xin's pants. The jeans were a little tight, and it wasn't easy to pull them up. But that was enough.

I saw her sock was embroidered with four words: River Styx.