Because the deceased wrapped in a straw mat turned out to be Song Qiufeng.
Because the body had been soaked in the river for a long time, her delicate and pretty face was as pale and swollen as paper, and she looked a bit ferocious.
As I stared blankly, I took a deep breath.
Made.
This is absolutely impossible.
Song Qiufeng was in my house, how could she have drowned in the river long ago?
Such a shock is terrifying to me.
It's hard to face this fact.
After I took a deep breath, rubbed my eyes and looked again, I immediately realized that I was not dazzled.
died.
Song Qiufeng is really dead!
Damn it.
Who can tell me what is going on?
Did I hit a ghost in broad daylight?
There is no doubt that the woman who ran away from my house must be the soul of Song Qiufeng.
It is estimated that Song Qiufeng didn't even know that she was already dead, otherwise, she wouldn't have rushed to my house in a panic, hoping to find my grandfather to detoxify her from the snake venom.
I bumped into Song Qiufeng's ghost, and to be honest, it was a bit difficult for me to decide.
It also makes me feel uncomfortable.
Song Qiufeng is fair and beautiful, but she is the flower of our village.
He also confessed to me twice that he wanted to be my girlfriend. Now after his death, only the dead souls are left, and they all want to be with me.
No question, she really likes me.
certainly.
I like her too.
It's just that I have a bad fate and I was worried that something would happen to me, so I kept putting off agreeing.
But who could have imagined that such a change would happen?
Looking at Song Qiufeng's body, I had mixed emotions and my eyes were filled with sad tears.
but.
It's not as painful as a knife.
I didn't really talk to her, let alone have deep feelings. It's just that Song Qiufeng died at such a young age, which made me feel regretful and regretful.
However, at this moment, I saw Song Qiufeng suddenly open her eyes.
His eyes were still rolling with white pupils.
He stared at me so fiercely that his eyes almost popped out.
And he even raised his lips and smiled at me.
"Mom..."
I was so frightened that I sat down on the ground.
"Chang Sheng, what are you yelling about?"
Song Dagou came over and said angrily with a dark face: "You are the grandson of the third master, can you not embarrass him?"
"I just saw Song Qiufeng opening her eyes and smiling at me..."
While I was talking, I saw Song Qiufeng's body lying quietly on the straw mat.
Her pretty face was pale and swollen as usual, and her eyes were tightly closed, as if they had never been opened.
"Did I see it wrong?"
I was stunned.
Then, Song Qiufeng's body was ready to be placed in the coffin.
Song Dagou walked into the crowd and asked the young people in the village, including children, to leave.
After all, there are many things to avoid during a funeral.
I also avoided it.
When I got home, I braved myself and went to the bedroom. I didn't see Song Qiufeng's soul on the bed, so I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
but.
The sheets on the bed were wet in many places, and there was still a lingering fragrance.
That was the scent of Song Qiufeng.
There is no doubt that my previous experiences were true.
I really lived with the soul of Song Qiufeng.
Then I took some paper money and three sticks of incense, facing toward the entrance of the village, and burned them for Song Qiufeng.
Song Qiufeng's ghost came to the door, and he was probably hit by me.
I'll just burn some paper money for her.
But I still think about this matter very naively...
When night fell, I lay down on the bed to rest after dinner.
In rural areas, it is customary to go to bed early.
Usually by eight or nine o'clock, I'm ready to go to bed.
But tonight, I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep at all.
Song Qiufeng's parents are still crying.
Even at the entrance of the village, the shrill cries can be heard clearly.
In Uncle Dajun's family, Song Qiufeng, a precious daughter, was now given away by a white-haired girl with a black-haired girl. This kind of thing would make anyone devastated.
And I didn't fall asleep until late at night.
But while I was sleeping soundly, I was woken up by the crow of chickens at home.
The cock crows loudly.
Gugu kept shouting, it was almost endless.
I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was already twelve o'clock in the night.
According to my grandpa, the rooster crows late at night is not a good thing.
It represents ominousness.
I frowned, got up from the bed, took a basin of cold water and poured it into the chicken coop.
After a while, the crow of the cock suddenly stopped.
"If you scream again, I will kill you all and stew you."
Staring at the chickens in the chicken coop, I yawned and was about to go back to my room to sleep when there was a sudden knock on the door of my house.
"Who's knocking outside?"
I didn't think much about it at the time and immediately opened the door to my home.
In an instant.
A strange wind howled, sending chills all over my body.
There was no moonlight outside, it was dark and silent. I looked around, but I didn't see anyone knocking on the door.
"Who's knocking on the door?"
I stood at the door and shouted several times, but no one responded.
Only the grief-stricken cries of Song Qiufeng's parents could be heard intermittently from the darkness.
"It's late at night and you're still crying?"
I was so frightened by this atmosphere that I shrank my neck, quickly closed the door to my house and lay down on the bed.
But as soon as I fell asleep, I turned over on the bed for a while, and suddenly I felt as if I was holding someone in my arms.
I was in a daze and even touched someone's head.
And then there’s the face…
In an instant, I opened my eyes and saw the person in my arms.
It turned out to be the soul of Song Qiufeng.
Song Qiufeng was lying in my arms with disheveled hair, her pale face was swollen and ferocious, and her empty, cold eyes were rolling with white pupils. Her terrifying appearance was like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
At this moment, she was staring at me with straight eyes.
The moment I met her eyes, I felt like I was struck by an electric shock, my mind roared, and the look on my face was frozen.
It really scares me at this moment.
No matter what, he never expected that Song Qiufeng's soul would come to visit him again.
And he climbed into my bed silently and was held in my arms.
Made.
I burned paper money for her during the day, but why did she come to see me again at night?
Even if the ghost is still there, he won’t play like this.
How can a man's bed be crawled around casually?
"Chang Sheng, are you awake?"
Song Qiufeng smiled brightly and spoke.
But her face was ferocious, and when she smiled, she could scare people to death or give them a heart attack.
"Damn it!"
When I came to my senses, I was so frightened that my pupils constricted and my liver burst. I pushed Song Qiufeng away in a panic. I rolled over and got out of bed, trying to run out of the bedroom.
Squeak!
The door to the bedroom was slammed shut.
When I rushed to open the door, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get it open.
There is something sinister about this.
then.
A gust of wind blew from behind.
Before I could turn around, a pale palm put on my shoulder, then lifted me like a little chicken and dragged me directly to the bed.
Followed.
Song Qiufeng was on top of me.
"Qiufeng, don't hurt me!"
I turned pale with fear and my whole body was trembling.
"How could I harm you?"
Song Qiufeng looked at me and said excitedly: "Changsheng, I can't hold it in anymore. I don't want to wait any longer. I want to be your girlfriend tonight."
As these words fell, she finished unbuttoning and took off the clothes she was wearing...
