C54 (1/2)

They had been watching the coffins on the dirt road, but nothing had happened, and in the night they had agreed to take turns on duty, changing shifts every hour.

The other two Eight Immortals were already asleep, so Da Jian got up and went to the toilet.

The road in the village was different from the one in the city. There were no street lamps, so a few candles were lit beside the coffin.

When he opened his eyes and looked, he saw that Da Jian was not by his side. He reckoned that he had gone to pee, so he did not care.

After a while, he saw a shadow not far from him. Xiao Tao thought that Da Jian had returned, but that shadow stayed there for a long time and did not come over.

That night, there was no moon and the candles were dim, so he couldn't see them clearly. When he got closer, he was almost scared to death!

That figure was not Da Jian at all, but rather the dead bun who was standing there.

At that time, the Xiao Tao was so scared that he pissed his pants and quickly woke the other one up. The two of them saw that Steamed Bun's ghost was wandering around, Da Jian had just finished pissing himself back.

Seeing this scene, the Eight Immortals didn't say anything as they ran! But who knew, running and running, they already ran to the Baozi's home courtyard, tried a few times, but didn't run out of the courtyard. They knew that they had met a ghost wall, and after a few discussions, they decided to just stay put and wait patiently.

They were also very clear that they couldn't run around recklessly when they encountered the Wall-Hitting Ghost.

But at this moment, a figure walked into the room. This figure was none other than Steamed Bun!

They were scared out of their wits and subconsciously wanted to run again, but it was Da Jian who was the calmest and told them not to move.

From the looks of it, Steamed Bun had no intention of harming them.

Steamed Bun seemed angry. He walked to the middle of the yard and shouted, Where's my bowl? Who took my bowl?

The Eight Immortals didn't dare to say a word as they just stood there foolishly.

Saying that, the Second Master Lin asked, where was the person?

Da Jian said, he shouted a few times, and then disappeared.

My scalp tingled. The whole village was terrified.

Second Master Lin frowned. He seemed to understand what was going on.

I asked him, What's going on? Second Master Lin shook his head. He said that he was not sure yet, so he decided to take a look first.

He also said that if nothing unexpected happened, this matter should be resolved by tomorrow morning.

Although they said that they met Steamed Bun's ghost, they were lucky that they didn't run into any danger.

The Second Master Lin said, you guys just stay here and don't go anywhere, I'll think of a way.

However, who would dare to agree to that? Although he was from a neighbor, if he were to encounter such an evil situation, wouldn't he be sweeping snow from the front door?

Everyone stayed in front of the steamed bun house for a while. After seeing that nothing had happened, they prepared to go back to sleep.

Just as we were about to leave, I felt a chill pass through me as a shadow wandered through the door.

Following that, everyone present saw the dead Steamed Bun walk in from outside.

He stood in the middle of the courtyard and shouted, Where's my bowl? Who took my bowl?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

It was unknown who shouted, but a group of people suddenly cried out and pushed towards the door like madmen.

I saw something was wrong, so I scampered off.

Dozens of people rushed out the door in an instant.

However, he didn't dare to run far. He stood outside the yard and peeped inside.

We all saw Steamed Bun standing there in the middle of the yard, but in the blink of an eye, he was gone …

Was this a human or a ghost? Could it be that he could go to heaven?

We took a few more glances inside and saw that the bun had indeed disappeared.

But at this moment, for some reason, a shadow flashed in front of the gate and Steamed Bun's ghost appeared again. She still stood in the middle of the yard and shouted, ”Where's my bowl?” Who took my bowl?

The villagers jeered and ran away in a flash.

Only I, the Eight Immortals, the Second Master Lin, and the Village Chief remained.

After Steamed Bun's ghost shouted those words, she looked around and then suddenly disappeared.

He had encountered too many strange things in the past few days. If it really was a ghost, then it could be said that today was the first time he had truly seen a 'ghost'.

Calmly thinking about it, every time he appeared, there would be a fixed pattern, just like a movie replay.