The two people split into two directions, thinking about good things in their hearts.
They surrounded each other on the left and right, and quietly approached.
"Brother, we can't make a mistake."
The man pushing the cart was startled by his companion who suddenly appeared, grabbed him and said angrily.
"You're crazy.
Why don't you just stay calm and startle?"
"He won't come out now, let's not wait in vain," the man holding the cart whispered.
"If you don't come out for a long time, it means there is really something inside that you can't stand, and you can't even eat shit in time to warm it up," the man pushing the cart scolded.
"I'll go back as you say."
Think about it.
As the saying goes, eating late is a good meal.
"You're all here, go back before he sees it," the man pushing the cart grabbed his companion and hurriedly ordered.
"He doesn't know where he is yet and can't see me."
The man helping the car disagreed.
"When he finishes his work, we might as well take action together," the man pushing the cart said again.
The man holding the cart responded and stopped mumbling.
Instead of the erratic blue fire lighting up in the mass grave, the two of them were trembling with fear.
They endured it and saw the black figure through the fire.
He squatted next to a dead body with his head buried, as if he was really searching for something.
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Seeing this, the man pushing the cart stopped trembling, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and whispered to his companions.
"Don't be afraid that this fire is a will-o'-the-wisp.
That boy is looking for something valuable.
We are going to make a fortune."
"It seems like you really need to calm down," the man holding the cart said.
The will-o'-the-wisps in the mass grave started again.
He looked around proudly and saw that the black figure was still squatting on the spot, and he could clearly see the clothes of the dead body lying there.
"How could this happen?"
Fuche secretly murmured in his heart.
It turned out that the clothes on the dead body were similar to those of the beggar they had thrown away.
The more he thought about it, the more strange it became.
Finally, he couldn't help it and whispered to his companions.
"Brother, that's not right.
Look at the dead body lying there."
The will-o'-the-wisp was gone, so the man pushing the cart couldn't see clearly.
Even if he could see clearly, he was tired of his accomplices whining and asked impatiently.
"What's wrong with that dead body?
You're shocked when you see it?"
"The corpse's clothes looked very much like a beggar's," the man holding the carriage said what he saw.
"The color looks similar, right?"
The man pushing the cart looked disdainful.
"I'm worried" said Fu Che worriedly.
"Don't worry.
I don't believe he won't come out."
Seeing his companion acting like this, the man pushing the cart lost his temper and ordered again.
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Less than half an hour passed, but there was no movement at all in the mass grave.
Before the man holding the cart could speak again, the man pushing the cart could no longer sit still.
"Wait here for me to go in and see if this kid was really eaten by a ghost."
The person holding the car suddenly broke into a cold sweat and said tremblingly.
"This joke can't be made casually.
Go back quickly."
"I know, just wait."
After the man pushing the cart said it, he followed the terrain and quietly approached the black figure.
Incredibly, the black figure was still hiding in place, with his head buried and a "yunxi" sound coming from his mouth.
"Grandma, what the hell is this kid doing?"
he cursed in his mind while pushing the cart.
The chirping sound was still there, and the person pushing the cart felt more and more strange, and suddenly came up with an idea.
"I'm here to ask for directions.
Let's see what this kid is up to."
The man pushing the cart muttered secretly, hid aside, touched a piece of dirt, aimed at the black figure's head, and threw it out.
"Ouch!"
The black figure was startled and turned his head.
The cart's eyes seemed to be inserted into bamboo poles, and the other end was in the hands of the black shadow.
It was stunned for a moment, and it took a moment to let out a heartbreaking exclamation.
"Oh my god" Seeing the sudden appearance of the cart, the black shadow was frightened and started shouting.
"It's not you who misunderstood me."
Heiying was so anxious that he quickly wiped his mouth with his sleeve.
"My mother, what a ghost!"
If the person pushing the cart dared to listen to the black shadow's explanation, he would have been so frightened that he ran away from the post.
When the man helping the car heard his companion yelling, he didn't take it seriously.
He thought that this guy was really quick to strike and never spoke in advance.
He followed the path taken by his companions and got into the post.
I couldn't see clearly at night, but I accidentally bumped into the person pushing the cart.
The two of them immediately fell on their backs, with dust flying around them, making them cough.
"Don't eat me," the man pushing the cart shivered.
"I'm the one who's crazy."
The man helping the car grabbed his companion and pulled him up.
"There's going to be a ghost soon," the man pushing the cart jumped and yelled.
"It's all nonsense.
There is no ghost here.
We are just pretending to be a ghost," the man helping the car scolded with disdain.
"It's really a ghost."
The man pushing the cart immediately broke away from his companion's hand, turned around and ran away from the post.
"I think you're crazy," the man holding the cart cursed, and out of curiosity, he went back to the post to look for the dark figure.
Just now, the black shadow did not follow the cart and ran out, but squatted back down.
"Grandma, this kid is really crazy."
Seeing that the black shadow was still there, the man helping the cart muttered to himself.
The black shadow seemed to be talking to himself, blaming himself very much.
"Brother, I'm really sorry.
I'm both hungry and hungry.
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Otherwise, my life will be in danger.
I really have no choice.
I hope you'll forgive me.
Besides, you're no longer alive, so this skin is useless, right?
When Jianghu rescues you, wait for a while, and I will burn some paper money for you so that you can stay there and no longer have to suffer poverty and be a beggar."
The man holding the cart suddenly felt horrified when he heard it, and immediately understood why his companion was yelling and screaming so crazy.
His legs instantly stopped obeying his orders and started to tremble wildly.
"My mother, has she really seen a ghost?"
He muttered in his heart, dragging his numb legs with all his strength, and slowly moved out of the post.
Suddenly he felt a cold stream flowing down his trouser legs to his ankles.
The legs became his own again.
So he ran away, shouting loudly.
"There are ghosts, there are ghosts."
The black figure squatting on the spot heard someone shouting again and stood up quickly.
He didn't dare to talk in front of the beggar's dead body anymore.
He found a place to hide and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"I finally found a quiet place.
I don't want there to be anyone else here.
Compared to other places, I don't feel at ease at all.
With them making such a fuss, I have to leave again."
The next day, on the streets where beggars died violently, rumors spread like wildfire that there were man-eating ghosts in the mass graves.
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