In early September, on a dark night, dark clouds drifted slowly in the sky, and the stars and moon were nowhere to be seen.

Tong Qianhan took advantage of a row of faint lights, stepped on the slippery stone slab, and walked forward slowly.

This old alley is winding and winding, and there is no end in sight. After a few steps, two pieces of moldy lime fell from the wall in front of me and shattered to the ground with a "pop". Then I heard the sound of water leaking from the air conditioner.

A few steps further, a nightshade of nightshade seemed to beckon to her, so she stopped and glanced at the pale blue flower.

"I heard that night primrose will attract ghosts!" Tong Qianhan shuddered, rubbed his arms vigorously, and strode forward, the dim street lamp reflected a tall figure.

After walking for a while, I saw the end of the alley, which was a dark wood.

Just when Tong Qianhan was hesitating, there was a gust of wind behind her, and she immediately got goosebumps, turned around, and saw a woman in white with a cloak of hair walking towards her.

The woman was about 1.7 meters tall and had a thin body, with long hair covering her face and hanging down to her abdomen. "I don't know if she has eyes, nose, or mouth......" Tong Qianhan was thinking about it when he saw the woman getting closer and closer. Her slender arms hung straight to the ground, and her long linen skirt covered her lower body.

"She has no feet, yes! No feet! That night fragrance really attracts ghosts!" Tong Qianhan was so frightened that he hurriedly took two steps back and accidentally slipped on the ground.

The female ghost in white slowly floated over and bent down.

At this time, the two nearby lights suddenly turned on a lot. Looking at this female ghost closely, two lines of blood-red tears on her face kept flowing down, Tong Qianhan's face was pale, swallowing saliva, and her legs were shaking.

Her first instinct was to run, so she quickly turned around and crawled forward. Then, standing up, holding his head and screaming, he ran into the woods as fast as he could.

Tong Qianhan stumbled and ran wildly for a long time before he dared to stop and look back. "It's good that the female ghost didn't catch up!" she gasped as she clutched her chest.

When she came to her senses, she looked around. The woods were gloomy and pitch-black, and the rustle of the leaves in the wind was constantly ringing, and there was the occasional wolf wail or two, and the birds were so frightened by them that they didn't know where to go.

There was a female ghost chasing after him, and Tong Qianhan could only grope his way forward.

After some time, she vaguely saw a hut in front of her, and she leaned in the direction of the light. The closer you go, the louder the roar of the machine's work.

Tong Qianhan tiptoed forward and peeked in through the window, wanting to see what was going on.

There was a man in the room with messy hair and a purple robe, with his back to Tong Qianhan and his arms stretched out, and his mouth made a gurgling sound, and his intuition told her that those things he didn't understand were spells. There was a musty smell in the room, and the instrument kept running, making a boiling "gurgling" sound.

After a while, the man in purple went into the inner room to rest. Tong Qianhan took the opportunity to observe the situation inside, in addition to a long rattan chair and the instrument, there were many colorful glass bottles on the windowsill. The blood-red liquid boiled in the instrument, and the sound grew louder and louder, as if they were struggling to get out of the bottle. Tong Qianhan reached for one of the bottles, but he couldn't reach it.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a terrible lightning flashed in the sky, and the lights in the hut flickered and flickered. Then, a cloud of purple smoke wafted out, and Tong Qianhan immediately retracted his hand and kept fanning it on his chest. When the smoke cleared, the hut was gone.

Tong Qianhan took a deep breath and sweated, what the hell is this place? first the female ghost in white, and then the thatched hut disappeared. Tong Qianhan made up his mind: "Since you are here, even if it is an underworld, you have to break through." ”

Then there were two more wolf howls, and it was pitch black again, and she continued to grope around. It's hard enough to get out of sight.

When she was having a headache, a red paper lantern floated from not far away, which seemed to be very spiritual, and had been following Tong Qianhan to guide her by illuminating the way. Tong Qianhan was so frightened by the supernatural incident just now that he couldn't see the three souls, and he didn't care about the trivial matter of "lantern leading", and only wanted to reach a normal place as soon as possible, so he continued to stumble forward.