C7 Ghost!

Actually, Hsu Xiaofeng didn't know because he wanted to catch the thief who stole the corn. He said that he would go and see Xiaojing tonight, but he did not go. When it was past nine o'clock, there was another problem with Xiaojing and she kept vomiting. She could not catch her breath, and at that time, the village chief had already finished his business and returned from town. He could not find Hsu Xiaofeng anywhere, so he called the town hospital. Before the doctor came, Xiaojing had already stopped breathing.

That was why when he saw Hsu Xiaofeng return, the village chief immediately beat him up and even called the police.

After resting for a minute, he put the acupuncture bag and flashlight away. Hsu Xiaofeng started to dig the small grave. When he first dug, he dug faster because he knew Xiaojing would not be buried so lightly. But after digging a few dozen centimeters deep, he didn't dare to dig too hard. He was afraid that if he went down with a hoe and cut Xiaojing in half, she would really die. It was safer to dig slowly.

After digging for a while, a broken mat appeared in the soil. It was very shabby, but the custom was like this. A child suddenly died. It could only be a simple burial. There was not even a coffin. Although Xiaojing was already 21 years old, it was still considered a child.

Seeing the mat was easy. Hsu Xiaofeng put down the hoe and used his hands to dig. He wanted to save Xiaojing in his heart, so he was not afraid. Under normal circumstances, not to mention digging graves in the mountains, he would not even dare to stay for a while. He would not even dare to go up the mountain, if it was only one person.

The soil on the mat was quickly dug up. Hsu Xiaofeng picked up the mat, untied the rope, and opened the mat.

Finally, he could see Xiaojing, as if she had fallen asleep. Her face didn't turn purple, and she seemed very calm. However, there was no breath. The strange thing was that her body was not cold, and her pulse had a slight reaction.

This proved that Xiaojing was still saved!

Hsu Xiaofeng excitedly opened the acupuncture bag, but inadvertently looked down the mountain. He immediately could not get excited. Because he saw five or six flashlights coming up the mountain. He felt that it was not a good thing for the police to run away and find the village chief. Acupuncture was the most taboo to be disturbed. If the needle was inserted in the wrong position, or if it was deeply inserted, it would cause problems.

The key was that those people would definitely arrest him the moment they arrived. The village chief even continued to beat him up, but in the end, let alone not being able to save Xiaojing. He might even be beaten to death. With the village chief's fiery temper, it was already sad enough that his daughter died. Just now, both husband and wife were crying as they went down the mountain. This person was buried and dug up. Anyone else would have risked their lives.

Hsu Xiaofeng helplessly put away the acupuncture bag and threw the hoe into the grass beside him. He took the flashlight and carried Xiaojing to the top of the mountain. Although his scalp was a little numb, he had no other choice but to go to the top of the mountain. Hsu Xiaofeng's plan was very simple. He wanted to find a quiet place to wake Xiaojing up. As long as he woke Xiaojing up, he would not be afraid of the village chief and the police.

Very quickly, Hsu Xiaofeng carried Xiaojing to the top of the mountain. Looking down, the flashlight was already halfway up the mountain. The village chief's voice rang, "Hsu Xiaofeng, you son of a b * tch. If I catch you, I will tear you in half."

In the quiet night, the village chief's voice traveled very far. The echoes sounded especially terrifying. Hsu Xiaofeng unconsciously walked a few steps faster. In fact, the scariest part was the environment Hsu Xiaofeng was in. It was the center of the eight tombs.

As he walked, he suddenly tripped and fell down. He rolled towards the back of the mountain with Xiaojing and fell into a deep pit. Yes, it was a pit that was four meters deep. But because the soil was very soft, they did not fall. It was just that he was scared. It was a newly dug pit. The tools were still placed at the side. What was the point of digging a pit next to the eight great graves?

He couldn't understand. After thinking for a moment, a trace of coldness rose from the bottom of Hsu Xiaofeng's feet and reached the tip of his toes. In this terrifying place, such a terrifying thing happened. It was really hard to not think of a single word: Ghost!