When this feeling came, the area from my forehead to the tip of my nose suddenly felt chilly. This area is in the shape of a triangle, which is also a relatively sensitive part of the human face. In addition, when I went to sleep before, I was actually mentally prepared, so this time, I woke up immediately.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a female ghost floating in the air about a foot away from me, staring at me with sideways eyes. Its position was directly above the gap between me and the young man. In other words, it was not directly above me, but at a relatively 45-degree angle.
The appearance of the female ghost was just as the young man described it before. The lower half of her face was bloody and bloody. It looked more like someone had eaten fresh meat like a beast, leaving blood stains all over her face. Only the one that could not be closed The mandible, the blood-red tongue still connected to the muscles in the mouth, and the blood dripping down told me that it was really injured.
Instinctively, I planned to run away immediately, but found that except for my eyes and tongue, which could move, my whole body was tight. So I turned my eyes hard to the left, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the young man also had his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, and he was panting. There were big beads of sweat on his forehead, and he looked extremely uncomfortable. So I guessed that his whole body was experiencing the same sense of oppression that I was experiencing at the moment, but he hadn't woken up yet.
The female ghost's face glanced back and forth between me and the young man, as if she couldn't tell who was who between us. Out of professional habits, I am more inclined to think about which of these two guys is my target. The scary ghost face looked particularly pale in the night, and the squeaking sounds of bats and insects came from outside the window. Such sounds conveyed a late-night message to me, and the appearance of the female ghost suddenly appeared after I woke up, which made me sad. My nerves suddenly became extremely tense.
So I started to struggle hard. As an expert, I could get rid of this bondage faster and more effectively than wetting the bed. So I started curling my tongue towards my throat, trying to make myself feel sick. As soon as I vomited, I would immediately This restraint will be released from the body. In the past, when a young man wet the bed, the ghost disappeared. I think that is because ghosts are also afraid of feces, urine and other dirty things. Secondly, I assert that this young man is still a child and has not been treated by humans. Children's urine also has special effects for ghosts. hurtful.
Soon I vomited and was able to move my body. I know very well that when my momentum takes over, the corresponding ghost will take over. This means that it will most likely disappear as soon as I resume action, and I saw it flicker a few times. , the outline of the body gradually began to appear and gradually disappear in a corrugated shape. Without thinking about it at the time, Zi Weibao was slapped on its shoulder.
I only heard a strange scream, which was very similar to the cry of a bobcat or a leopard after a sudden pain. Then I felt a numbness in my hands, and the female ghost turned into a puff of black smoke and went straight to the window. Escaped. I immediately sat up and wanted to see through the window where it had escaped, but when I looked out, I found nothing.
The scream of the female ghost just now also woke up other people in the room, including the young man sleeping next to me. After everyone turned on the lights and asked what happened, I said I didn't know, it seemed like a wild cat had come into the house, and everyone should go on sleeping. After I finished speaking, I winked at the young man and asked him not to reveal his words.
After everyone heard this, they continued to sleep, but I couldn't fall asleep, so I took out a spell from my bag, which I had written down when I was practicing writing earlier. There was quite a lot in stock, so I handed it over. I gave one to the young man and asked him to hold it in his hand. Then I rested while I went to look for it outside the door. Then I asked the young man if there were any scissors in the room. He told me that there were no scissors. Only the female educated youth across the street had them. However, it was so late at night that there was no way to borrow them from others.
The reason why I want scissors is actually because the development I saw in the water bowl earlier was a pair of scissors. And if I guessed correctly, this pair of scissors was the tool that maimed the female ghost during her lifetime. In other words, even if she wasn't afraid of me or the young man, she should be afraid of scissors. Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years. This is probably the reason. But I couldn’t borrow it now, so I didn’t force it. After getting out of bed and putting on my shoes, I carried my bag and walked outdoors.
I squatted under the window outside the door, and the place separated by a wall was the place where I had slept and bumped into ghosts before. The direction in which the female ghost fled just now was from this window, which means that if nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to find some traces of the female ghost's movements by lighting the incense at this moment. But when I lit it, the fragrance of soldiers and horses disappeared just like in the afternoon. After hovering around for a while, they dispersed. This makes me a little confused. Generally speaking, when things like this happen to Bingmaxiang, there is either nothing nearby, but I don’t think that is possible, because there was a ghost here a few minutes ago. . Either the ghosts here are too powerful and my troops are helpless. At this moment, I think it is the second type.
I walked back and forth in the yard a few more times, trying to use myself as bait to lure the female ghost out, but still to no avail. I looked at the sky and saw that it was almost four o'clock in the morning. The sky in summer is supposed to get brighter earlier than in other seasons. If I still can't find it after dawn, it means my whole day has been wasted.
Chairman Mao said that corruption and waste are the biggest crimes. So I didn't want to waste the little time I had, so I patted my face to make myself more alert, and then walked out of the yard. I want to go back to the place where the young man first encountered the ghost. From that place to this location, there is actually a short distance. The ghost followed such a long distance. There cannot be no reason. And the female ghost appeared first On the hillside, and what for, I'm going to find out.
I walked towards the way I came with a flashlight. My walking speed at night was indeed much slower than during the day. And it was pitch black all around, with no light at all. In addition to the chirping of crickets in the haystacks, the bats flying overhead, and the barking of dogs from time to time in the distance, the only thing left was my breath and the rustling sound of my feet on the gravel. sound. Soon I walked to the place where the young man and I were sitting and resting. After walking a short distance, we reached the hillside where the female ghost appeared. At this time, there was a sound gradually coming from behind me.
That sound was a bit like the sound of suonas and gongs when I saw a wedding procession when I was a child. So I turned around and took a look. On the uphill section of the road where I walked, there were more than ten or twenty people walking in front and back, each time. Their bodies were all glowing white, as if they had a layer of white hair on them. The walking postures of this group of people all looked light and airy. It felt as if they were deliberately walking, but in fact The Master is moving horizontally. The person in the lead was holding a portrait in his hand, and the people behind him raised their hands from time to time and sprinkled some paper money, just like what I saw in the haystack earlier!
So now, I started to understand a little bit. The funeral procession that the young man encountered earlier did not exist at all! Those mourners are all ghosts!
Seeing this group of people getting closer and closer, I hurriedly moved toward the roadside, turned my back to these people, and lowered my head slightly. This means avoiding strangers. The "stranger" here does not mean "stranger" or "irrelevant person", but means alive. To these numerous ghosts wandering the streets, they are the dead and I am the living. They appear at a funeral, which is a purpose in itself, so I know that if I don't deliberately provoke them at this moment, they won't do anything to me. Even if they really want to do something to me, There is nothing I can do about this number of ghosts.
So I didn't actually see clearly whether the person in the portrait was the female ghost who just appeared on my bed. I just saw that it was indeed a woman. With such a large group of ghosts at my back, I was still very scared. I only heard the sound of gongs and drums coming from behind, then from left to right, then from near to far, and then suddenly stopped and disappeared.
After the sound stopped, I waited for more than ten seconds, thinking that maybe these ghosts had gone far away, so I slowly turned my head and shined a flashlight on them. There was no one on the road anymore, but there was a ghost that was far away from me. Less than ten steps away, there was a coffin placed on the road.
I knew in my heart that even if I stood with my back to these ghosts, they knew I was there. So I said that such a coffin was suddenly left on the road, either to scare me or to send me some kind of message. Even if I run away quickly now, sooner or later it will find me again. So I bent the thumb of my left hand and pressed it on the palm of my hand, ready with the purple tab at any time. I held the flashlight in my right hand and focused the beam of light on the coffin. I moved my feet slowly and walked towards the coffin.
The closer I get, the faster my heart beats. I actually know that coffin, it doesn't exist at the moment, it's just that the ghost gave me such a visual image. Because the coffin is like a piece of wood that has just been boiled in boiling water for a long time. After being picked up, there is still smoke everywhere, but the smoke is composed of gray noise. This color also just shows the degree of resentment.
When he was about two or three steps away from the coffin, the lid of the coffin suddenly slid open slowly.
