A Guest in a Ghost House Chapter 177 Ancestors

As the fog drew nearer and nearer, it seemed that Aunt Li had found something wrong, she came and pulled me away from the window. As I was still curious about what's going on, a could of fog came out through the hole I made, the fog even permeated through the door seam into the room. As the fog was not far from me, there was a smell of blood.

I did not understand what this fog came from, but I was always in awe of the unknown, besides, phoenix had stood up, and I dared not ignore it. I returned to my mother silently, hold her hands, which was very cold.

Mom's face had become very awful, at first I thought my mother was frightened, I was about to comfort my mother, but my mom pull me away and walked to Aunt Li: "This fog, I've ever seen it."

I turned my eyes to mother, who had tears in her eyes, she sniffed "wu Rui's father and brother died in this fog."

I looked at her with my eyes wide open in an instant, I shook my mother's shoulder regardless of her feeling, "mom, what did you say? Didn't my dad and brother die in a car accident?"

Mom closed her eyes in pain, a tear came down and said, "Your dad came back to attend a party that day, after the party finished, he came back home, there was a fog on his way home, and then... I always thought it was a car accident. It wasn't until a year later that your aunt Yan told me, decades before your dad encountered the fog, there was a same kind of fog appeared in the village that caused more than 20 people died at that time, many experts in our country came here and investigated, finally, experts explained that a special weather led to such a poisonous fog, and they ensure that the fog won't appear here again, so we were not too care about it. But your father, he left the village for less than two kilometers, there was no fog in the village at that time, so... ."

Mom was sobbing, and I was froze. My dad and brother were not killed by human, but killed by a ghost. I was still not sure and turned to Aunt Li, hoping she could give me an answer.

As soon as Aunt Li was about to speak, her face suddenly changed and pulled back me and my mother.On the other side phoenix walked quietly to Xue'er who was still watching cartoons. At this moment, the sound of neat footsteps came out from a distance away, it was so heavy and strong , just like a troop.

My face turned pale suddenly, I was not familiar with my hometown, but I knew there was no troops stationed here,was it a troop from elsewhere? Just kidding, how could it be so soon.

I secretly looked at Aunt Li, her eyes were full of anger staring to the door, but did not make a sound or take any action.

Then I turned to phoenix, he pretended to enjoy watching cartoons with Xue'er, but the trembling arms and exposed veins showed that he was not as peaceful as he looked.

I guessed I found something.

The footsteps were getting closer without stopping, and there was no sound from the police outside. The most frightening things for me was that there were a lot of police cars parked on the ground outside.But at that time the police cars didn't seem to exist, because the steps were completely unchanged, and just walked right outside my door.

Xue'er was woke up from drowse by clear footsteps, she stopped watching TV. She was confused and looked at we.When she was about to speak, phoenix gently touched on the back of her head, her body was soften and fell into phoenix's arms.

phoenix told my mother to hold Xue'er in her arms and said: "She is too young, it's better for she to fall asleep."

At that moment, a strange and familiar voice came out: "#$#$##@@!(Japanese, means: stop, Xiao Beng go and take a look.)"The reason why the sound was strange was that I had never heard of this voice, so I couldn't understand what he was saying. On the other hand I was familiar with this voice. I knew that he speaks Japanese, because I used to watch TV programme about Chinese fought against Japanese in an exaggerative way. I thought a lot of people had experience as same as me.

The speculation in my heart was answered, but I did not have any relief, the footsteps had stopped at the door. I didn't know how many Japanese ghosts were out there, but judging by the weight of the footsteps, the numbers would never be too small. I regretted that I didn't rush back to the ghost house during daytime, now not only put my mother and Xue'er in danger, but delayed to avenge to both my father and brother.

The Japanese ghosts at the door were silent for a long time, but I was still nervous, while I was about to collapse there was a sound coming from outside, but this time it was sound of peddling which in a mess .

I really didn't know how to describe the sound that came out, it's a mixture of sounds, as I tried to distinguish them, I found some were reading ancient texts, some were teaching their children, some were selling things, some were talking loudly. It felt like that I suddenly arrived at a prosperous village.

I looked at Aunt Li strangely and saw she didn't look as serious as before. Instead, she took a breath and relaxed: "I have never seen such a united village."

I instantly understood where those people came from, they were me and the village's ancestors. But was it enough to stop the Japanese ghosts in this way? Villagers against military, needless to say, the result was obviously. But these were ghosts, I was not sure about the result. After all, the contrast between ghosts was not simply depend on physical power or technical equipment.

Now it was noisy outside, but there was no sound from the army, and I wondered if the Japanese ghost army was still there. Although Aunt Li was not as serious as before, she was still alert, I understood that we could only wait for the next step of the Japanese ghost army.

Waiting always makes people feel irritable, even more so in such a situation, I started to feel uneasy, walking back and forth in the hall, my mom was much calmer. She put down Xue'er on a bench aside, then picked up three sticks of incenses and began to pray. The front of the house was a dark wooden card, which had been there for years. On it was written "The masters memorial tablet".

After my mother's devout praying, she asked me to light some incense, her tone was flat but with respect: "Ancestors are protecting us, you should thank them. You should have some incense sticks for your father."

I nodded respectfully, and this was the first time I had been so pious to the unacquainted people. As Aunt Li said that the village was united, such a big action was absolutely not a few ancestors outside or several generations could be done, after all it was a small village, it was said that there were more people before, but just about one hundred of families.

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