Novel: Returning home after drinking, I always feel the wind in the middle of the night, and when I wake up, I can't believe the scene in front of me

Late at night, in a tavern on the side of the road, several men were drinking.

"Come, keep drinking!" The middle-aged man in gray casual clothes opened another bottle of beer and poured it into his mouth.

"Old Five, don't drink, you're drunk!" The man in the dark blue dress sitting in the north position stepped forward and grabbed the beer from the gray man's hand.

"I'm not drunk! Whoever said I was drunk, I could still drink. The fifth old man got up to take back the beer, but he was taken to a halt and almost fell.

"Okay, well, it's not too early today, so let's disperse!" The man in the saffron dress announced the end of the liquor store, settled the bill, sent the old five to a taxi, and paid the money, and explained that the taxi master must be delivered, which was relieved. Today, I don't know what happened to the old fifth, and I have been pouring my own wine.

After watching the taxi drive out of sight, the tall man next to him lowered his voice and said, "You know no, I heard that the wife of the fifth elder has found a man outside." ”

"Really fake?" The man in the dark blue clothes wondered, no wonder old five had been drinking alcohol.

Besides, the fifth stumbled back home, pressed a few light switches but did not light up, his head was swollen and painful due to the effect of alcohol, and he did not have the patience to manage the electric lights, groping and walking inside.

At this moment, a strong wind blew violently, blowing the curtains whine, and a lightning bolt quickly swept over the window sill, quickly illuminating the room.

At that moment, Lao Wu saw two black shadows slowly walking towards him, one of which looked like an ox and the other that looked like a horse, which was almost the same as in the legend.

The wind is gusting and the ghosts are haunted.

"Ah!" Old Five was so frightened that he took a few steps back.

"Bang!" There was a sharp pain in his calf, and the old five crashed into the dining chair and sat down on the ground. The sharp pain made him slightly clearer, how could he have this thing in his house?

Then the lightning passed, the room fell back into darkness, and his head was once again confused by excessive drinking. He thought he must have misread it, and he struggled to get up, tried several times, but without success.

The thunder exploded, the lightning once again illuminated the room, and the two things were actually right in front of his eyes, no more than an inch from the tip of his nose, and they were still shaking, as if to prove that they were living creatures.

"Ah!" Old Five screamed and fainted.

In the mist, The fifth elder only felt as if he had been bitten by a mosquito on his stomach, and there was a slight sting. He struggled to open his eyes, but what he saw was a pile of rubble.

The grass on the grave was half a person high, and the tombstones surrounded him, reminding the fifth elder that the place he was in now was the mass burial post on the outskirts.

Old Fifth rubbed his head, which was swollen and uncomfortable because of his hangover, struggled to get up, and quickly ran to the outside of the mass grave, only to run a few steps, but he felt weak and cold sweat.

He thought it must be his lack of strength after a hangover, and he continued to run outside the mass grave, and ran a few more steps, his feet like stepping on cotton, and he could not exert himself lightly. Isn't his wine awake yet?

It's also weird! He was just drunk, how did he first see the thing, and then inexplicably "fly" from home to the mass grave?

His body grew colder, his eyes grew more and more flowery, and he couldn't take another step, "Bang! With a cry, he fell into the grass on a grave and never woke up again.

Didn't the fifth old man return home, and how did he appear in the mass burial post? What happened to the minotaur noodles he saw at home?

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