When he thought that he had been unconscious all day, Song Jiang was inevitably a little scared. He couldn't understand that his little heart was always very good, so why did he develop such a serious condition after not having a good night's rest?
Just as Song Jiang staggered forward for dozens of meters, a light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He suddenly felt happy, thinking that he could finally find someone for help. But this seemingly not too far distance is really difficult for him now. Every time he takes a step, he has to stop in place and slow down for a short while...
Although Song Jiang stopped and walked along the way, he finally arrived at the entrance of the village. At this time, the rain stopped. In the hazy water, he saw an old man wearing a black tunic suit and a black hat, with his back to He stood under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.
As soon as he saw the person, Song Jiang, who had been exhausted for a long time, regained his energy instantly and saw him walking quickly behind the old man and saying, "Uncle, my mobile phone is out of battery. Can I borrow a phone from you?!"
After hearing the voice, the old man turned around slowly. Unexpectedly, there were two black holes without eyeballs on the other person's withered face. His mouth was wide open and full of black teeth. He walked towards Song Jiang step by step. come over……
Song Jiang was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He instinctively took several steps back, only to bump into someone.
A familiar breath immediately penetrated Song Jiang's brain. Although he did not look back at this moment, he could clearly feel that the person behind him was undoubtedly Meng Zhe... He stood stiffly on the spot, not daring to look forward. I didn't dare to look back.
At this time, Meng Zhe said in a gloomy tone, "This is the dead spirit of an old man in a family in the village. Tonight is the head of the old man..."
At this time, Song Jiang did not dare to move, and asked with a trembling voice, "Brother Meng... you... don't scare me. How could there be... a ghost in this world?"
The person behind him laughed softly after hearing this, "You've seen Huang Pizi before, why don't you believe there are ghosts in this world?!"
"You...who are you? Why do I always encounter such strange things when I'm with you?!" Song Jiang asked bravely.
After hearing this, Meng Zhe sighed softly and said, "Disobedient children will be punished... I seem to have said that you can't stay too far away from me."
Song Jiang swallowed nervously, and then said in a dry voice, "I thought... that was just what you said casually."
"Remember... from now on, you must listen to every word I say firmly in your heart. As for why you can't stay too far away from me? Just look at the old ghost in front of you and you will know." Meng Zheqing hummed.
"You...what do you mean?!" Song Jiang said unclearly.
Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe suddenly stretched out his hand from the side of Song Jiang and gently said to the old ghost approaching slowly: "Back off..."
The old man who was standing in front of Song Jiang just now turned into dust in the blink of an eye and disappeared quickly.
"You, what did you do to him?" Song Jiang said with a shocked look on his face.
"What else can you do? Of course ashes return to ashes, dust returns to earth! This is just an immortal dead soul. Remaining in the world will only interfere with the aura of living people... I will fight this dead soul for you. Come on, you owe me a favor." Meng Zhe said with a smile.
When Song Jiang heard this, he immediately lost his temper. He turned around and glared at Meng Zhe and said, "Why are you so unreasonable? He's just standing there, but you insist on breaking him up, and then you blame me? !”
After hearing this, Meng Zhe sneered and said, "Standing there properly? Which of your eyes saw that he was standing there properly?! If I had come a step later, you would have been possessed by the dead spirit. Even if I can help you then, Expelling it will not only harm your life, but you will feel as if you are about to die in the next few days... That feeling is not pleasant, do you think you should thank me?!"
Song Jiang didn't know how to refute for a while, but he felt something was wrong. Finally, he choked for a long time before saying, "Why should I believe what you said? If you say he is a ghost, he is a ghost? How on earth are you going to pester me? when?!"
Meng Zhe nodded as soon as he heard this and said, "Okay... If you don't believe it, come on, let's go into the village now. I'll take you to that house and you'll know."
After saying this, without waiting for Song Jiang to object, Meng Zhe grabbed him by the collar and strode towards the village...
I don't know if it was Song Jiang's illusion, but he felt the wind blowing under his feet, and he walked a long distance in a few seconds. It wasn't until a house with a white lantern on the door appeared in front of him that Meng Zhe finally stopped, and then lightly He pushed Song Jiang lightly and said, "Go in!"
At this time, the courtyard of this family seemed to be very lively, with people coming and going to entertain guests, so that the addition of Song Jiang, an outsider, did not seem so out of the ordinary. He was even pushed in by Meng Zhe and walked in like this. .
Until Song Jiang glanced at the photo on the mourning hall, he immediately stood on the spot. He saw an old man with a kind face in the photo. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes just now, it would be difficult for Song Jiang to distinguish him from the previous one with a haggard face and eyes. Hollow old ghosts connected together.
It is said that seeing is believing and hearing is believing. Although Song Jiang had seen these horrific things with his own eyes, he had not truly believed it before. Until this moment... the huge fear in his heart swallowed him up instantly, and everything that happened that day and night What he saw and heard completely overturned his worldview of more than twenty years, so much so that he couldn't bear it for a while and felt like vomiting.
Song Jiang suppressed the nausea in his heart and ran all the way to the big locust tree at the entrance of the village where he couldn't stop retching. Unfortunately, there was no food in his stomach, so he couldn't vomit anything at all...
Looking at Song Jiang who was retching under the tree, Meng Zhe couldn't help but laugh and said, "How can such an old ghost scare you into such a coward!? You are too cowardly!"
Although Song Jiang felt a little dissatisfied, his mouth was powerless to refute anything. He could only retching and couldn't stop at all. Finally, Meng Zhe stepped forward and patted his back, and whispered "Sleep" in his mouth. , and then Song Jiang closed his eyes and fainted again.
Song Jiang had an extremely restless sleep, and had several nightmares in succession, either dreaming that he was being chased by the old ghost, or dreaming that he was being chased by Meng Zhe...until he was awakened by a harsh car horn. Only then did he realize that he was back in Meng Zhe's car.
Perhaps because he was used to Meng Zhe's presence, Song Jiang was not as frightened as before this time, but asked Meng Zhe in a daze, "What time is it now?"
