The black bandit was sitting in his house. There were no traces of people outside the door. Everything looked very strange at this time. Without a woman, he lived a very lonely life. In order to pass the time, he had to lie on the bed. Just random thoughts.
At this time, the deserted village was really strange. No one could be seen. Even the trees on the mountain fell down one after another and lay on the ground snoring. Of course, those ghosts and harmful things hiding in the woods also sneaked out, walked in deserted villages, and openly committed murders and arson in the crowds.
The black bandit quietly fell asleep and lay on his bed. Although it was deserted outside the door, he was still quite comfortable. At this point in his life, it can be said that it was good. It was a pity that he was missing a woman.
After lying on the bed for a while, suddenly, I seemed to hear someone calling my name. The sound was not too loud, but it was very clear. The black bandit got up, opened the door and looked outside. Under the pale moonlight, there was no one. Everything seemed so mysterious at this time, and sometimes it almost made people wonder if they had gone to the wrong place. Came to a strange and terrifying place.
Gradually, the gangster saw a woman standing in front of his house, refusing to leave. It was so late at night, and he didn't know why he didn't go home, but squatted in front of his house. What was his intention and what was his plan? Woolen cloth? No one knew what was going on, and the gangster didn't know at this time either. Just when he was about to close the door, the woman walked away. As she left, she didn't forget to smile, reflecting in the faint moonlight. This smile is impossible to forget, otherwise, the black bandit would not be so intoxicated.
The woman in red left, and for a moment, she was like a gentle breeze, erratic, gathering and dispersing. Where exactly she went at this time, the black bandit didn't know, and I'm afraid the entire deserted village probably didn't know either, right? Seeing the woman leaving, the gangster immediately closed the door. There are many suspicious things in the deserted village, so there is no need to worry too much. The only plan for now is to just close the door and sit back and relax. Leave other matters to God.
It must have rained outside for a while, otherwise the weather would have become a little cold. Not only was it a little cold, it seemed unbearable. The black bandit quickly changed to a thicker quilt to cover himself. He stayed awake all night, smelling the small river and heading east. This can be regarded as one of the blessings in life.
Not long after he fell asleep, there was the sound of rain, and someone was crying continuously. Such a sound, even a hard-hearted person would not be able to bear this crime. The black bandit suddenly opened the door of the house and looked outside. The moonlight was as pale as water and the stars were sparse. It was the time to admire the moon and flowers, but for some reason, he dared to fall in love at the wrong time. Otherwise, why would he have done it again? Did you see the woman in red?
The woman was still squatting in front of her house, sobbing quietly, her voice was extremely sad, even if it was a ghost crying in the middle of the night, compared to this thing, I'm afraid it would be quite inferior. The noise made the black bandit lose his temper and kept people awake. It was no big deal. Once people saw him crying like this, they would think that he had done something bad to him. Otherwise, why would he cry for no reason in front of his house?
"What's wrong with you? It's so late at night. You don't go back to sleep well, but you are crying here. I didn't provoke you. You...do you need to be so fucking harmful to others?" Black Bandit roared.
No matter so much, the woman still kept crying without saying a word. She turned her back to others. For a moment, she couldn't see clearly what she looked like or how young she was. It is the time of the Ghost Festival in the middle of July, and often at this time, some adults in deserted villages will warn their children not to bathe in the river, nor to run around and scream. At night, they have no choice but to Stay close to your loved ones, otherwise, you may encounter something unpleasant.
"Damn it," the black bandit looked at the woman in red crying and felt something was wrong, "could it be a ghost?"
With this idea in mind, the black bandit did not dare to make any mistakes. He closed the door and bolted it. He also added a huge stone behind the door and leaned it against the door. Then he lay down on the bed, turned off the lights, and put all worries aside. He no longer cared about anything, including the crying of the woman in red in front of the door.
Seeing the black bandit closing the door, there seemed to be no sound for a moment. The woman in red also stopped sobbing for a while, causing the black bandit to gradually close his eyes and fall asleep. However, as soon as I closed my eyes and thought about what I had done, it was simply outrageous. If not for this, why would such a terrible thing happen tonight, with a ghost crying in front of my house?
As the heavy rain continued to fall, for an instant, there was only the sound of pattering rain outside the door, and other things could no longer be heard. Even the sound of the small river going eastward gradually disappeared. The black bandit let out a long sigh, life was so desolate, and he had been reduced to this, even if he was under the Nine Springs, he should have no shame to see his ancestors.
The wind kept whistling, and the black bandit couldn't sleep. At this time, he heard someone seem to be beating on his door, and he had to go out by himself. Thinking of the ghost in front of the door, facing it alone, it was impossible to say that he was not afraid. of. But it is not appropriate to let the ghost bang on the door of your house. Otherwise, you will not be able to sleep. Tomorrow, if you want to go up the mountain and work hard, you may not be able to do it.
I didn't dare to open the door because I was a little scared, but I couldn't blame anyone. If I wanted to blame it, I could only blame myself for committing too many sins on weekdays. Otherwise, it's half of July, and it's the Ghost Festival. Why not just have my own house? There is such a terrible thing in front of the door, but everyone is good? Thinking of the desolation of his life experience and the misfortune that had happened to him, the black bandit's heart was broken, tears fell down, and he felt cold and desolate. At this unbearable moment, the ghost outside the door kept beating on the door again, and the sound was so strong that it made the noise People can't lie down in bed and sleep properly, they can only listen with their ears pricked up for no reason.
Unable to bear it anymore, and in desperation, the black bandit originally wanted to rush out and fight with him, but after thinking carefully for a while, he gave up this adventurous behavior and lay down on his bed for a long time. Just sighing sadly. The sound of banging on the door gradually died down and was finally heard no more. The black bandit breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes again. He had escaped this disaster tonight.
Of course, if this was a human being, the gangsters would not be able to kill him. After all, with a gun in hand, who could do anything in the deserted village? But it would be a lie to say that it was not unlucky to encounter such a terrible thing alone on the half of July, the Ghost Festival.
Black gangsters are not people who do not do evil things. Otherwise, "if they do not do evil things, they are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door", which is nothing. Since I have done too many negative things on a daily basis, it is impossible to say that I am not afraid when this happens.
No, hearing the ghost keep beating on his house is threatening to break him. If this continues, it won't be a problem. Just repairing the door of this house has already cost me a lot of money. Add in the mental loss, and I may really lose a lot of money tonight.
There was a loud bang on the door of the house, and I originally wanted to call someone, but then I thought, this place is so remote that even if I scream, no one will hear me, so I might as well save my energy and say nothing. Otherwise, this will let people know that it is not a glorious thing to say that you are afraid of ghosts.
However, the black bandit is really afraid of ghosts. Otherwise, when the thing outside the door keeps beating on his door, how could he not even dare to fart? He was obviously a little timid. He was afraid that if he fired a shot, he would not be able to hit a ghost. If he was unlucky, he might be hit. What should he do?
It's better to stay in your room obediently and not go anywhere. It's not too late to wait until dawn and wait until someone is around. If you go out at this time, isn't that going to your death? The black bandit thought so, and the woman in red outside was really furious. She not only slapped the door of the black bandit's house, but also kept hitting the jars and jars placed in front of the door. I took the risk of death to get these things from the tombs of some nobles. Now let the ghost just smash them all, what should I do?
The black bandit wanted to go out and take a look, otherwise, he might suffer huge losses tonight. No matter what, you have to go out and take a look, give some persuasion, say goodbye to others, say some nice things, etc. Anyway, you have to protect those treasures of yours no matter what, and you have to rely on your own guns, otherwise, at night, , why dare you leave it outside instead of putting it away?
But when he opened the door and looked outside, there was no one in the mess. All he could see were some broken tiles, and nothing else could be seen.
Just as he was about to close the door, he suddenly heard a woman crying around the house. Although she heard her voice, she was nowhere to be seen. The black bandit looked at the sky at this time. It was the Hungry Ghost Festival, and a full moon was hanging in the sky, shining silver light, making everything look so weird.
The black bandit didn't dare to look, so he immediately closed the door and lay quietly on the bed. Even though he was lying on the bed, he could still hear the faint sobbing of the woman in red outside.
"Damn it, it's because I have done too many bad things in my daily life. Otherwise, how could I have encountered such a terrible thing at this time?" The black bandit thought in his heart.
I dare not sleep anymore. Because the crying outside was getting louder and louder, lying in my own room at this time was probably not a problem.
Just as he was about to leave, heavy rain continued to fall, it was so cold, and there were even some knives, stones and other objects mixed in the rain. Looking at the sky, I had no choice but to get into my house and never dare to go out.
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