Chapter 56 Chapter 56 Hidden Note (IV)

Brother Ji rolled his wise eyes, and continued to comb his hair. After combing the last strand of hair, Brother Ji closed his eyes and went to sleep.

"Brother Ji, Brother Ji~" Fang Hui called out twice more, but Brother Ji pretended not to hear him, so Fang Hui could only roll his eyes at the chicken.

After turning over and over like a fried fish for who knows how many times, Fang Hui felt that the sight outside had disappeared.

He didn't dare to confirm whether the thing was still there, so he forced himself to close his eyes and go to sleep.

Then Fang Hui really fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a strange place.

The area around here was all wasteland, with clumps of weeds growing waist-high. In the weeds, there were a lot of ownerless graves scattered around. The pale moonlight was pouring down from overhead, making it look eerie and scary.

"Is this... a mass grave?" Fang Hui saw the ghost lights floating around the graves. When the wind blew, the weeds rustled in the wind, and the blue-green ghost lights floated in groups. Some of the ghost lights were blown in front of him, and burst like soap bubbles after hitting him.

"Crack."

After taking a step forward, Fang Hui realized that there was a skeleton under his feet, and his foot was stepping on the ribs of the person's chest, but now he had crushed them.

Fang Hui shuddered, lifted his feet and looked carefully, only to find that it was a human skeleton. He slightly raised his eyes, and everywhere he could see were broken bones, but it seemed normal in a mass grave.

"Woo~"

The sound of a night owl on a nearby tree branch suddenly rang out, and it could be heard far away in the empty cemetery, no less than the alarm of a motorcycle at three o'clock in the middle of the night. The movement could be heard throughout several streets. In short, it was even more weird here.

Fang Hui swallowed his saliva, suppressed the urge to get goosebumps, and began to recall what he was doing before.

What was he doing...what was he doing...wasn't he sleeping in bed? How did he get here? Was he dreaming?

Fang Hui pinched his face and it hurt, proving that he was not dreaming.

"Fang Hui~"

A short voice called his name from behind, but Fang Hui did not dare to turn around.

He had heard from the elders that people have three fires, the top of the head and the shoulders, representing the yang energy and the soul. If you pass by strange places such as graves at night and hear someone calling your name from behind, you must not turn around. If you

turn around once, one fire will be extinguished. When all three fires are extinguished, you will be dragged by those things to a place where no one can find you anymore. At that time, even the gods cannot save you.

So Fang Hui did not dare to turn around now, and he did not dare to move. Another voice floated in the air: "Woo Gu~"

He comforted himself that he had heard it wrong. Just when he convinced himself, he heard the faint voice of Fang Hui again.

This time the sound was very clear, coming from in front of him.

Fang Hui didn't expect his legs to move on their own. He wanted to turn around and run away, but he found that his limbs were out of his control. As if controlled by an invisible force, he walked step by step towards the direction of the sound.

Fang Hui felt his heart in his throat. He stared at the front, afraid that something would suddenly jump out and eat him.

His uncontrolled feet stopped in front of a grave.

The grave was more than two people wide, and the body of the grave was made of gray stones and cement. Compared with other messy graves, this grave was cleaned very cleanly, and it was obvious that people came to sweep the graves frequently.

In front of the grave stood a tombstone more than half a person tall. The surface of the tombstone was polished flat and smooth, and in the center were engraved the names and dates of birth and death of two people.

Fang Huixiang tried to look carefully, but found that the harder he tried, the more blurred the words engraved on it became.

There were two small stone lions on both sides of the tombstone, with two bunches of yellow and white chrysanthemums placed below, and a half-burned incense stick on the platform in the middle.

Just when Fang Hui was wondering if the tomb was a joint burial tomb, suddenly, a "bang" sound came from the tomb.

"..." Fang Hui raised his head and stared at the place where the sound came from, "Bang!" The sound came again, as if something wanted to get out of the tomb.

As the strange noises became more and more frequent, even the ground began to shake.

Fang Huixiang could not move, and could only watch as the mound above the tomb collapsed inward, revealing a pitch-black coffin.

Logically speaking, going up to take a look at this time would be a sign of seeking death. The correct thing to do is to turn around and run, but Fang Hui tried his best but couldn't move his legs at all. Both feet seemed to be fixed to the ground.

There was a sound from the coffin again, and Fang Hui's legs seemed to be freed and could move again, but they led him step by step towards the coffin.

Fang Hui cursed in his heart, but he really wanted to see what was in the coffin.

When he walked over, the coffin lid had been opened a little, and it was very dark inside, and he couldn't see the contents at all.

Suddenly, a hand with only white bones stretched out from the gap and lifted the heavy coffin lid.

With the moonlight, Fang Hui could see clearly that there were two skeletons huddled together, one long and one short. The short skeleton seemed to be holding something in its hands.

But before he could see clearly, the tall skeleton slowly sat up.

When he looked into the empty eye sockets of the skeleton, Fang Hui felt his scalp tingling and felt that his soul was being sucked in.

The skeleton took out a piece of paper and a brush from somewhere, and then wrote Fang Hui's name on it. Its jaw opened and closed: "Fang Hui... I want to take you away... take you away..."

"What the hell do you want! I'm not going with you!" Fang Hui finally uttered the first sentence in such a long time.

"..." The skeleton obviously didn't expect Fang Hui to swear. After a pause, he mechanically repeated, "You can't escape, Fang Hui, you can't escape..."

The skeleton said, and stretched out his hand to grab Fang Hui's hand. The icy touch made Fang Hui almost scream.

The skeleton pulled him into the coffin with all his strength: "Fang Hui, you can't escape... You can't escape even if you die..."

"Let me

go! Let me go!" "Fang Hui... Fang Hui!"

"Pa Pa!"

Fang Hui opened his eyes and vaguely saw Ning Helan squatting beside him, raising one hand and slapping him in the face twice.

"Pa pa!"

Fang Hui was completely awakened by the beating. Seeing that Ning Helan's hand was about to hit him again, he hurriedly shouted: "Stop, stop!"

Ning Helan's hand stopped in mid-air. He looked at Fang Hui carefully: "Fang Hui, what's wrong with you? I kept calling you just now and you didn't respond."

"Hey." The chicken brother stood beside Fang Hui and touched Fang Hui's face with his beak.

Fang Hui was a little confused. Did he fall asleep just now?

He sat up and looked around before he realized that he was not in the cemetery, but in Feng Zihe's grandfather's home.

Ning Helan half-knelt beside Fang Hui: "Don't you need to sleep?"

"...Yes..." Fang Hui answered subconsciously. He glanced outside, the sun was shining brightly, "What time is it?"

"A little after two in the afternoon." Ning Helan stood up when she saw that he had nothing to do.

Fang Hui also got up from the ground.

He brushed the dust off his body and looked at the bed next to him. No, he was supposed to sleep on the upper bunk, why was he on the ground now?

"You were still in bed when I woke up, and when I went out for lunch, you were on the floor when I came back." Ning Helan said, "I thought you fainted." "

...So you hit me in the face?"

"I did it to wake you up."

"No, Ning Helan, when ordinary people see someone fainted, don't they pinch their Ren Zhong or send them to the hospital? How could you give someone a few slaps?" "

Fang Hui, aren't you dead? I don't think pinching your Ren Zhong is useful if you're dead, and I'm afraid of scaring the doctor if I send you to the hospital." Ning Helan packed up the army green bag from the bed and put it on her back.

"..." It made sense, and Fang Hui was speechless.

"I seemed to have a dream." Fang Hui took the initiative to speak.

Ning Helan glanced at him and waited for him to continue.

"I dreamed that I was in a mass grave and saw a grave. There seemed to be two people buried in the coffin... Then one of the people, no, a skeleton, suddenly started writing my name on a piece of paper and said he wanted to take me away..."

"..." Ning Helan paused, "No wonder Brother Ji has been around you. I thought you were dizzy at first, but now it seems not."

Fang Hui was confused: "What?"

Ning Helan explained: "Your soul is incomplete now, so you were targeted by other wandering ghosts. They took advantage of your sleep to lead your soul out of your body. If you hadn't woken up just now, I'm afraid you would have been in those things' stomachs by now." Fang Hui

understood. He looked at Ning Helan, not used to him talking like this: "Shouldn't you say this is something else... For example, I have a nightmare or something? And then suggest that I go see a doctor? Aren't you an atheist?"

Ning Helan glanced at him: "You can think so."

"...Can't you be firmer in your position?"

"I have always been firm in my stance. You are the one who is wavering."

As they talked, they looked up and saw Qin Yang and Xiao Liu standing at the door of the room. They had obviously been listening for a while.

Qin Yang didn't seem to react, but Xiao Liu beside him was holding his glasses with one hand. He was listening very attentively, and from the looks of him, he might have many questions to ask.

Feng Zihe was calling everyone downstairs. His brothers and sisters came home today and have now gone to their parents' graves.

Li Xian and Feng Tiantian were standing at the gate of the courtyard. Feng Tiantian held her grandmother with one hand and held an umbrella with the other. She was obviously waiting for them. When she saw a few people coming out, she walked outside.

Fang Hui felt that he was going to die as soon as he stepped into the yard. The sun was so bright that he felt like he was going to become a mummy even with a hat on.

"With the sun so bright... can I not go?" Fang Hui looked at Ning Helan.

Ning Helan said, "Okay, then you stay here alone."

He didn't know if Fang Hui was being too suspicious, but he felt that Ning Helan emphasized the word "alone" very much. When he thought of the ghost outside the yard he saw last night and how he was dragged away by the ghost after falling asleep, he felt a wave of fear.

"Then I'll follow you..." Fang Hui reluctantly followed behind.

The chicken passed by his feet, shook its head, and deliberately clucked its tongue, which was a clear provocation. Fang Hui rolled his eyes at it.

"Fang Hui, you should get more sun exposure. You are too pale now, as if you are sick, and you look like that vampire." Xiao Liu walked to Fang Hui and said,

"..." Fang Hui thought, thank you so much, if I get more sun exposure, I will really become a ghost.

"By the way, what were you talking about just now? I heard He Lan say that your soul was hooked when you were sleeping?" Xiao Liu asked curiously.

Fang Hui looked at him after hearing this: "Don't you think we are joking?"

Xiao Liu grinned: "How could that be? I know what He Lan does, but I have never heard of the saying that he was being seduced while asleep, so I am quite curious."

Fang Hui did not answer him. To be more precise, he was not used to this man being so familiar with others, not to mention that he was a policeman who could control himself the most.

When you come out of Grandpa Feng's house, you can see the green mountains one after another. This place is far away from the city, and the scenery has not been destroyed.

Fang Hui used to go to the cemetery in the city by flat roads or well-built man-made stairs, but this place has basically not been developed, so many roads here are winding paths trampled by people, or stairs made of bluestone slabs. After years of wind and rain, many slabs have cracked.

The mountain is covered with dense forests, and the ground is covered with lush grass. Tombs are hidden in it. The sun shines through the layers of overlapping leaves, and the temperature has dropped a lot when it reaches the ground.

Fang Hui felt the coolness as soon as he entered the mountain. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. The full of negative ions made him feel like he was half alive: "It's so cool."

The mountain and the outside are like two different worlds. It's hot outside, but it's cool and comfortable here.

"Is it cool here because it's a cemetery?" Xiao Liu said casually, and Fang Hui suddenly felt less comfortable.

Although Feng Zihe and Li Xian are old, they are still very agile when climbing mountains. Feng Tiantian is even more agile, just like them at this age, youthful and energetic.

The other three young men were no problem in climbing the mountain. The two policemen needed physical strength for their jobs, and Ning Helan also practiced regularly, so they were not red in the face or out of breath when they arrived.

The only one who looked half dead was Fang Hui. Fortunately, it was cool in the mountains, so he sat down on the stone bench next to him without even looking at it, and then lay on the stone table.

The people who were cleaning and placing offerings in front of the grave looked at Fang Hui in surprise. How could this person sit in front of someone else's grave?