Song Yang was watching the news broadcast with a group of soldiers. The phone in his pocket was still ringing. He didn't want to pay attention, but the other party was so patient, as if he had been waiting for him to answer the phone.
He took out the phone and glanced at the caller ID.
Feng Yuanman?
Song Yang frowned, why did this fat girl think about calling herself?
I usually don’t take the initiative to contact me. I usually ask her what I want to eat. Even if I’m chatting, I will only talk about some delicious food.
He walked to the corner to answer the phone. Before he could speak, Feng Yuanman sobbing sounded from the other end of the phone, with a weak and soft voice. It seemed that the signal on the opposite side was not very good, and even his speech was intermittent.
Feng Yuanman's voice was good, and even if he was crying, it would have a different flavor. He quickly asked, "Feng Yuanman, what's wrong with you?"
Hearing Song Yang's voice, Feng Yuanman didn't hold back and cried out loudly. Looking at the small graves that were rising one after another, the legs of the carrot were almost shaking into sieve. She didn't even have the courage to get up. Her pair of watery eyes were filled with mist, "Song Yang, I'm afraid!"
"Are you crying?" Song Yang was stunned for a moment, "Is something happened to you?"
"I seemed to be on the verb!" Her lips were trembling as she said this.
At this time, night fell, and he could not see the black fingers. Occasionally there were some strange sounds in the forest. She felt that her pores were about to stand up. She lay on the ground and didn't even dare to move. When she took out her cell phone, she had no hope at all. Who would have thought that close to a vague signal, no one's phone was called, but she only called Song Yang.
She dialed his number and hung up before it was connected, and it was repeated over and over again, every day.
In fact, she was so afraid that he would not answer her phone. On such a dark night, even if there was someone to talk with her.
Before I met my sister-in-law, if someone said this to me, he would definitely think that the other party was making fun of him.
After meeting my sister-in-law, such strange things happened frequently and he had a certain ability to bear it.
"Then where are you now?"
Feng Yuanman looked around carefully, and there was nothing else except the sound of the night that was so quiet that it made people panic. She said with a little crying voice, "I don't know, I can't see anything."
Song Yang pursed his lips, "Tell me, are you the only one now?"
"Well! After I was pulled over, I remembered that I seemed to have gone to a room, and then I had no memory. When I woke up, I was here, and there were graves everywhere. I..." She swallowed uneasy and lowered her voice, "I still felt my ankles were chilly, as if someone had been pulling me."
"You are not wrong, fat girl, you are pressing me, hurry up." An old man's angry voice appeared out of thin air. Feng Yuanman felt that the sound was like a wisp of electric current into her heart, and his whole body suddenly became stiff.
She turned her head slowly. The dark night where the moon could not be seen, she actually saw an old man standing at her feet, her old and haggard hands tugging at Feng Yuanman's ankle with difficulty, "I said, hurry up and go down, do you know how heavy you are?"
Feng Yuanman's hand shook, his eyes rolled, and he fainted immediately.
He pressed heavily on the slightly flat grave under his body, and the old man shouted in anger, "Why did you faint? I'm really going to die for the second time."
Song Yang frowned, and the signal on the other end of the phone was intermittent. Occasionally, he could hear the sound of the wind. He quickly waved to Qiao Zhiya.
Seeing that Song Yang's expression was a little bad, Qiao Zhiya stood up and walked towards him, "What's wrong?"
"Hurry, call my sister-in-law, Feng Yuanman seems to be hitting a ghost."
Qiao Zhiya didn't have time to ask about anything else, so she quickly took out her cell phone to call Di Wu Nian, which was not in the service area.
“Not in the service area.”
Song Yang can't hang up the phone, because he doesn't know if he can call again if he hangs up the phone, but one thing can be confirmed, that is, Feng Yuanman faints now.
At this time, he was also a little anxious. He found a quiet place, turned up a little, and shouted Feng Yuanman's name.
Qiao Zhiya suggested, "Ghosts have always been afraid of people's anger. The more fierce you are, the less dare the other party approach. You might as well give it a try!"
This proposal is extremely stupid, but Feng Yuanman may be in danger of life now. The two of them are friends after all. He can't stand by death, right?
He simply closed his eyes and started to curse at the top of his throat, full of confidence and loud voice.
Wu Nian caught up with the Paper Crane, and Dongfang Zhao glared at the other people, "Who the fuck dares to run away today, and whoever will not have to be involved in the Beijing circle tomorrow." After that, he caught up with Di Nian directly, regardless of how many people were following him.
Jiang Ping and the others also knew that they were having a lot of fun. At first, they really resisted following them to find Feng Yuanman, but seeing that the senior sister looked a little capable, he hesitated for a few seconds and then followed.
The Jiang family was afraid of the Feng family, let alone ordinary people who had no power and power.
So when Jiang Ping moved, the others also started to move.
The mountain roads at night are particularly difficult to walk, and the fifth thought is deep and shallow. The paper crane flies to a certain place and disappears out of thin air through the thick fog.
Everyone watched the paper crane disappear, their feet paused and they were trembling collectively. Yang Xiaocheng and Ye Huan almost hugged each other to keep warm, and they could hear the sound of each other's teeth trembling.
The fifth thought stopped and there was more caution in his eyes.
"Did you see that the paper crane disappeared."
"Is that ghost appearing again?"
In such a quiet night, even if a needle is lost, you can hear it clearly, let alone their whispers.
The girl's discussion was plunged into the boy's heart, and the already rippling surface stirred up thousands of waves, and everyone swallowed uneasy. I don't know who said, "It may be that the fog is blocked, don't talk nonsense."
This statement was immediately approved by the collective, "Yes, there is fog, let's not think about it, just find Feng Yuanman and go back."
Zhao He was also panicked and began to regret making a fuss with them. He would just not bring Feng Yuanman in. Although his family is not wealthy, he is also a wealthy family. He was spoiled by his parents since he was a child. If his happiness in front of him was ruined because of his playfulness, he would hate him.
Everyone said something to convince each other, but they didn't have any hope in their hearts.
He can only pin his hopes on the fifth thought, and can make a paper crane fly, and he is also a person with some real skills.
Wu Nian stood there, watching the thick fog around him gathered towards them in a tacit understanding, clearly trying to trap them.
It seemed that she was intentional. She spread her palms and immediately had a hilt. She pressed one side of the button and threw out her long braid.
This move brought other people's shocked and shocked expressions. Zhao He rubbed his eyes and once wondered if he was dazzled.
The next second, I saw the fifth thought throw a long whip.
The whip whipped in the air, and the thick fog dissipated halfway. The thick fog in front of me disappeared, and the slightly bright paper crane could be vaguely seen not far away.
The paper crane shone with its wings, but it was a bit like spinning in place, as if it had lost its sense of direction and didn't know where to fly.
The fifth thought threw out a yellow talisman, and the next second the long whip was replaced with a peach wood sword. She saw her seal with her left hand, "The Dragon God's Order, the Xuanji Formation of Heaven and Earth, kill the evil!"
A yellow light flashed across the yellow talisman and headed towards a certain place. Only a shrill ghost cry came into his ears, which scared the people present to tremble all over. The yellow talisman was ignited instantly. With it as the center point, the thick fog began to slowly dissipate.
Wu Nian glanced at the paper box that was still spinning in place. He tapped his fingers, and the black air around the paper crane dissipated like smoke. His bright red eyes returned to normal and flew towards the direction of the road down the mountain.
Until they arrived at a remote valley and countless graves fell into their eyes, Yang Xiaocheng and others subconsciously took two steps back, and were already extremely shocked.
From a distance, you can see Feng Yuanman fainting on a small grave. The cold wind blew, and she was wearing a thin costume. I don’t know how long she had fainted.
The fifth thought speeded up and rushed over immediately. Dongfangzhao took off the cotton jacket outside and followed him.
Occasionally, you can hear familiar curses. The fifth narrator glanced at the phone that fell aside. The call lasted more than half an hour, but it turned out to be Song Yang?
"I fuck you, if you dare to touch my friend, do you believe it or not, I can let you die for a second time, your grandma, my grandma..."
Wu Nian picked up his cell phone and coughed twice.
Chapter completed!