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Chapter 331 Ghosts startled, people lost their souls

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    The forehead was covered with sweat, and I gritted my teeth so hard that my gums were seeping and bleeding.

    The smell of blood is between the mouth and mouth, so I can barely move.

    I tremblingly raised the Guillotine Knife, and my eyeballs almost popped out.

    I am the only one in Liulinzi, so I can't expect anyone to help me save me. If this old man kills me, Liu Wensan can only come to help me collect the body.

    The old man's hand stopped suddenly, his expression suddenly became hollow, and he asked, "Cai'er and the old lady, did you come to cut down the tree?"

    My heart was pounding, and I didn't relax my vigilance, so I nodded.

    Suddenly, there was a wind blowing in the willow forest.

    There is a burnt smell mixed in the wind, which is a bit pungent.

    The wicker in the forest kept shaking, and the catkins that hadn't fallen from the next year were also flying in the wind, which made my eyes hard to open for a while.

    I was puzzled, barely squinted my eyes slightly, and didn't close them.

    I'm also afraid that after the old man asks this sentence, he will give me a stick on the head.

    I have an intuition that it will definitely not be too easy to be hit by him.

    Maybe you will die

    However, the wind comes and goes quickly.

    In those few seconds, the wind stopped, and the wicker swayed slightly due to inertia.

    The old man disappeared, and in his sight was a slightly thick willow tree with a gap I made just now.

    The white sap was secreted, and when it fell, it gave me a sad feeling, like tears, not sap.

    The feeling of dizziness in the head disappeared, and there was no burning and tingling feeling on the face before.

    I was so dazed that I touched my face and shook my head again to wake myself up.

    Just now, his life was hanging by a thread, but he suddenly disappeared

    Did you let me go, or was it a hallucination?

    In fact, when I asked him just now, I had a guess in my heart, how could there be such a coincidence, this old man looks like He Caier?

    Outside this willow forest is Mrs. He's home, and what the old man said just now, the Thunder Tree will be left to his grandson

    Could it be that that person is Mrs. He's wife and He Cai'er's father?

    After guessing, I walked back to the willow tree next to me.

    My heart shuddered.

    Before, I walked to the front and started cutting trees directly.

    Standing behind the tree trunk at this moment, there is a trace of a human-shaped depression

    Even though the willow leaves were laid layer after layer, the traces of the human figure were particularly obvious. A scorched black stick wrapped with the same scorched white silk was also stuck in the pit

    After hesitating for a moment, I reached out to grab the stick.

    With a light snort, the willow leaves mixed with thin soil scattered all over the ground, and I pulled out the stick.

    Along with being pulled up, there is also a pale arm skeleton

    My complexion changed suddenly, but the bones just let go of the stick again.

    Arms hanging out alone

    Sweat ran down his cheeks and landed on the ground, making a pattering sound.

    I hesitated for a moment. I wanted to dig up the willow leaves and the thin soil, but I was afraid that something would happen randomly.

    Just put the soil on the bone arm, piled up a lot of willow leaves, and then wanted to insert the stick back.

    As a result, as soon as it was inserted into the soil, it fell towards me.

    It even just fell on my waist, and the scorched white silk was hanging on it.

    "You want to give it to me?" I asked tentatively.

    But there was no reaction at all.

    My heart was beating very fast, and I didn't continue to put down the stick, but swung my knife and continued to cut trees.

    About ten minutes later, with a crackling sound, the lightning strike wood willow tree fell in the direction where I swung the knife.  I put the knife on my waist, dragged the tree trunk, and walked out of the willow forest.

    I was still cautious during the whole process, for fear that raccoons would come out.

    I don't know if it was because I chopped off the tail of a raccoon just now, or because the fight between me and the old man scared the other raccoons, but nothing happened when I left the forest.

    It wasn't until outside the woods that the sun shone on the body, and the warmth dispelled the haze.

    Vaguely, I felt that there was still something staring at me in the willow forest. I didn't look much, and dragged the tree and continued to walk out.

    I have to say that the tree looks as thick as its legs at its thickest point, but it actually weighs a lot.

    Just such a short distanceFrom, I was sweating profusely.

    He took out his phone and glanced at the time. At half past twelve, it was past noon.

    After thinking about it, I was suffocated. The old man came out just now, it should be noon at twelve o'clock?

    He really wants to fight me, but I can't beat him.

    Suddenly I thought, Mrs. He knew this a long time ago?

    This person is seventy-eight out of ten, He Caier's father, who will die behind the willow tree struck by lightning, and his ghost still lingers, plus his ghostly appearance, and this burnt mourning stick.

    Could it be that his death happened at the same time as the lightning strike on Willow?

    Mrs. He knew that he was guarding, so she calculated the time for me to cut down the tree

    This test is really shocking and thrilling.

    If I don't have that power of observation, I can't escape the danger.

    Even if I don't react enough, just fighting those two blows may kill me It won't give me a chance to discover more details.

    While thinking about it, I have almost reached the entrance of the old village.

    Li Ergen was still at the door, waving at me.

    Soon he ran over to help again. I was really tired and sweating profusely. Li Ergen, who does farm work, has a lot of strength, and he even carried half of the willow on his body and dragged him forward.

    There are quite a few people in the village at this point, and when they enter the village, people will come to help.

    Ten minutes later, I returned to Liu Wensan's yard.

    At the moment Liu Wensan is smoking in the yard, lying on a deck chair with a wine bottle beside him, while He Caier is washing my bloody clothes from last night.

    I didn't see anyone from Mrs. He.

    When I entered the hospital, Liu Wensan turned over and stood up.

    He looked at me with joy in his eyes, he laughed haha, and said that Shiliu is doing well!  It's still far from dark!  Back so early!

    The villagers who helped carried the lightning strike wood willow and placed it in the yard.

    He Cai'er also wiped her hands and stood up, she also smiled and said: "I'll wake my mother up, she fell asleep holding Ku'er."

    The next moment, He Caier looked at my waist fixedly.

    Her eyes suddenly turned red, and with a flick, tears streamed down her face.

    Trembling, he said: "Sixteen where did you get that mourning stick?"

    I was taken aback for a moment, and said it came from the willow forest.

    He Caier swayed and almost fell to the ground.

    Liu Wensan reached out to support her.

    I suddenly felt that things were not that simple just as I was about to speak.

    There was a soft squeak, but the door of her and Liu Wensan's room opened a crack, and Mrs. He walked out of the room slowly.

    "Cai'er, go and put Ku'er back into the coffin." Her voice was flat.

    He Caier pursed her lips, she lowered her head and went back to the room.

    Liu Wensan also looked thoughtful.

    When Mrs. He arrived, I actually had a lot to ask, but obviously I didn't have the chance to ask.

    I think Mrs. He intentionally interrupted my conversation with He Caier.

    Granny He looked down at the mourning stick at my waist, and suddenly said: "He actually gave you this mourning stick!"

    "Luo Shiliu, you are lucky and you are not lucky."

    I was taken aback, and asked Mrs. He what she meant, but I didn't understand.

    However, I understand what Mrs. He said about the mourning stick, she really knows everything!

    Mrs. He shook her head, then called Liu Wensan again, asking him to tidy up the lightning-struck willow tree, cut it into pieces and put it in the woodshed. This tree must be kept forever and cannot be moved.

    I'm a little uncomfortable, meaning, she's not going to teach me how to make a mourning stick?

    The next moment, Mrs. He looked at me and said.

    "The mourning stick on your waist is also the lightning strike wood, it belongs to Cai'er's father, this stick has beaten green corpses."

    "Being hit by it will scare ghosts and make people lose their souls. I will teach you how to do it."

    Having said that, Mrs. He took out her mourning stick, pointed it straight ahead, and let out a snort!

    She moved extremely quickly, with her five fingers spread out, holding the mourning stick firmly, even some white silk was wrapped around her fingers.

    "Spread your five fingers apart, clenched three inches away, exert force with your forearm, and swing out your wrist."

    "You have to hit the forehead steadily, this is called a blow to the head!"

    I couldn't help but roll my Adam's apple.

    This action is remembered, because I watched it more than the first time

    After hesitating for a moment, I asked, "Mrs. He, have you ever taught apprentices?"

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    The third update is over.  I'm trying to save manuscripts, so I get up earlier every day these days, and I'm doing work at eight o'clock.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)[The author has something to say]

    The third update is over.  I'm trying to save manuscripts, so I get up earlier every day these days, and I'm doing work at eight o'clock.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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