Chapter 40 Clothes for Sale
In the world flickering with pale candlelight, an alternative appears. Red grave soil, red tombstones, red candles, red incense, even paper money and rice are red. .
The red candlelight flickered, reflecting Yu Qian's face which was blood red.
The tombstone has no words, it is a blank tombstone. Yu Qian looked at the tomb in front of him, which was almost as big as a small house, and touched his chin, his eyes twinkling slightly.
The scarecrow puzzle seems quite reasonable. After all, rice also needs to be planted on the soil.
However, he did not come here to complete the straw puzzle, but to suppress the ghost lake ghost that was about to revive in him.
So, this also means that Yu Qian cannot splice straw with this kind of grave soil, otherwise big problems will occur.
Thinking of this, Yu Qian knew what to do.
After looking around and making sure there was nothing unusual, Yu Qian breathed a sigh of relief. Nothing strange had happened so far, which meant that he still had plenty of time.
But we can’t wait any longer. Unforeseen circumstances can happen, and Yu Qian knows this very well.
Without any further hesitation, Yu Qian walked around the tombstone and walked straight to the tomb made of red soil.
After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the soil on the grave.
The grave soil was gloomy and grainy. Yu Qian narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at the grave soil in his hand, and a strong smell of blood hit his nostrils.
It smells bad.
“Very good, nothing special happened.”
Unlike the worst thing he expected, he was not swallowed up by the grave the moment he touched the soil. On the contrary, nothing happened.
Everything is normal.
Yu Qian breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took out a bag that he had prepared a few days ago from his pocket.
It is made of gold and is almost as big as a rice bag.
Yu Qian went to a gold shop to customize this bag. It weighed more than a kilogram and cost him hundreds of thousands. The current price of gold is ridiculously high.
However, the manager was very enthusiastic. When he knew that Yu Qian had no money, he gave the gold bag to Yu Qian with a wave of his hand.
Yu Qian was satisfied with this, so he removed the knife from the manager's neck.
When leaving, Yu Qian still remembered the grateful look of the manager, and he had clearly regarded Yu Qian as a good friend.
If he hadn't been too reserved, he might have invited Yu Qian to come next time or something.
The manager is a good person, but it is a pity that Yu Qian is destined to be different from him, otherwise they might really become friends.
Looking back on the past, I feel sad.
Yu Qian sighed, without thinking about anything else, he just quickly grabbed the grave soil into the gold bag.
When the red tomb was almost half filled with soil, there was a sudden sound from the red tombstone.
Yu Qian's movement of grabbing the soil suddenly stopped. He looked over and found that a small crack suddenly appeared on the red tombstone, almost as long as a thumb.
Seeing this scene, Yu Qian hesitated a little. He looked at the grave soil in his hand that had not been thrown into the bag. After thinking about it, he put the grave soil in his hand back on the grave soil.
And the moment Yu Qian put the soil back on the grave, the crack on the red tombstone actually began to heal itself.
Seeing this, Yu Qian knew that he could only take so much, and if he took more, the things inside would come out.
"Alas..."
"What a pity..."
Yu Qian sighed and looked at his palms, which had turned into light red. have no choice.
He didn't pay too much attention to the changes in his palms. This was a normal situation when contacting ghosts with bare hands. Just get used to it.
After all, these grave soils are also evil spirits.
Lifting the bag, Yu Qian looked at the grave soil inside the bag. The red grave soil was squirming and slowly climbing up the bag.
Looking at this look, he clearly wants to leave this gold bag.
Yu Qian quickly tied the bag tightly. If this thing ran out, his work would be in vain. Don’t look at him just grabbing this thing one by one. There is no problem, but that’s because he grabbed it all at once. There are relatively few, and the supernatural is not that scary.
But it was different now. The grave soil in the bag was already a whole. If he was touched by it, he would be in trouble.
"It's almost enough. The horror of this thing is already comparable to the ghost lake ghost on me."
Yu Qian looked around and finally breathed a sigh of relief. This trip to the mass graves went quite smoothly.
“Let’s go, find a place to control this thing.”
Yu Qian picked up the bag, turned around and planned to leave the depths of the mass grave, but as soon as he took a step, his expression changed. Get up, and the next moment...
Plop~
Yu Qian’s head suddenly turned 360 degrees, and his neck was twisted into a twist. At the same time, Yu Qian’s shoulders suddenly began to dent.
Dimples pressed by a pair of calves appeared on both sides of Yu Qian's shoulders.
Immediately afterwards, a child's slap mark suddenly appeared on half of Yu Qian's face, and the mark continued to deepen, as if someone was constantly pressing hard.
Yu Qian's eyes shrank slightly, and coldness appeared on his shoulder. He realized that the evil ghost had found him.
"Damn..."
Yu Qian opened and closed his mouth slightly, wanting to curse but couldn't.
His neck was twisted into twists, and his shoulders and face were still under constant pressure. Yu Qian knew very well that the fierce ghost was sitting on his shoulders at the moment and holding his face with his hands.
Looking at this posture, the fierce ghost clearly wanted to crush his body. If it were an ordinary person, his head would probably explode on the spot.
The exception is Yu Qian. Even if the evil ghost in his body is in a silent state, he will still not die in a short time.
His body is no longer a human body.
"Trouble..."
Yu Qian's mind was working rapidly. At the same time, he was constantly trying to stimulate the evil spirits suppressed by the mass graves in his body, but it was obvious that he failed.
The horror deep in the mass grave is beyond what Yu Qian can resist now.
“Are we trying to graft this ghost again?”
Such thoughts flashed through Yu Qian's mind.
But what can be done now?
Thinking of this, Yu Qian immediately stopped hesitating, but just when he was about to use the golden finger, something unexpected happened.
His vision began to rotate, and his head rotated 360 degrees again, but this was a little different from last time. This time it was the other way around.
Just when Yu Qian was wondering what was going on, he suddenly felt his body lighten, and the coldness on his face and shoulders suddenly disappeared.
At the same time, a slight crash sounded behind him, followed by the sound of tearing cloth.
Yu Qian's pupils narrowed slightly and he looked down at the clothes he was wearing. He saw that there were a few holes in the clothes at some point.
There were black threads squirming in the holes, and the moment these holes appeared, Yu Qian suddenly felt that something was piercing into his back.
At this moment, Yu Qian suddenly realized something, and his face became a little ugly.
But now was not the time to think about this. Without any hesitation, Yu Qian picked up the gold bag and ran directly outside the mass grave.
And as Yu Qian began to run towards the outside of the mass grave, behind him, the footprints of children suddenly appeared. The direction of the footprints was obviously the direction of Yu Qian.
The recent footprints are only three meters away from Yu Qian.
The ghost is chasing Yu Qian again. (End of this chapter)