Because how the inner ghost died back then, my grandfather actually knew very well.

It's just that too much time has passed, not to mention that although something happened to this guy back then, it was my grandfather's friend after all.

So my grandfather never said a word about it.

Since killing that little girl, the inner ghost back then has been restless every day, even with nightmares and trance.

My grandfather once told me.

I once saw this friend, squatting alone by the river, staring at the river with empty eyes.

And sometimes this squat is just a day of squatting.

In fact, he was already terminally ill at that time.

This guy's behavior is equivalent to killing a person who is kind to him, and he can be regarded as having such a little conscience in his heart, so under the blow of the spirit, it didn't take long for him to be completely depressed.

And even talk in his sleep every night.

Soon after, the chef and the three of them found out about it, and the three of them were afraid that this inner ghost would go crazy one day and reveal it.

By that time, none of them would be able to run.

So these three people teamed up one day and directly killed this inner ghost.

The method of killing is not much different from killing the little girl, but when the murder is carried out a little disguise, everyone thinks that it is the work of a lonely ghost.

And after these three people killed the inner ghost, they each worked in the village.

After all, many years have passed since this incident, and there is no way for them to return to their village, not to mention the three of them, they can't trust each other at all.

Being able to do such a thing as killing someone, after all, means that they are more afraid that someone will betray them.

So the ghost is dead, and the three of them will constantly monitor each other, becoming a cycle of death.

Ten years have passed before you know it.

Just a few days ago, that girl could be regarded as having absorbed enough of the aura of heaven and earth, broke through the ground, and was ready to carry out her own revenge.

I don't think I need to say much about what follows.

The girl said that the method of revenge was the same as when she was killed, and that every night at 7:58 a.m. she would find a way to cut off the power to the entire village.

After that, taking advantage of the power outage, he continued to kill all three of them one by one.

At the time of his own death, he also experienced the same pain for others, but ten years later.

The matter was completely clear by this point, and at this time he was all looking and found that the space around him had returned to its original state.

It was a lively lesson, and I was making the background for me as I spoke.

When it was all over, the little girl slowly fell from the air to the ground, and a click was heard.

The mask on the little girl's face cracks in half from the middle, and the tengu mask falls to the ground and turns to dust.

At the same time, the little girl's pink and lovely face was revealed, and it really looked like she was just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, very immature.

But in those yellow eyes, there is a sense of maturity that only adult women have.

The girl slowly walked to the position of the window, and at this time everyone raised a road, and soon watched the girl walk forward, and the shadow of the Mercedes slowly became thin.

Until finally, it completely disappeared in front of us.

I sighed and said, "Now that the revenge has been avenged, that girl is no longer in this world!"

At that time, many old people in the village had heard about this matter, but the inside story of this matter was not completely revealed until today.

The whole scene was silent, and I believe that the whole world brings an incomparably heavy heart.

Then I went home alone, and I didn't do anything all afternoon, and finally I suddenly made a decision.

I opened my door and went to my grandfather's house, where he looked at me and said nothing.

I didn't go into the yard, but I said to my grandfather at the door: "Grandpa, what happened to that little girl hit me so hard that I couldn't even believe that this kind of tragedy happened in our village ten years ago, and that a person who helped us was framed!"

The old man didn't say anything, just kept adding firewood to the stove.

I thought for a moment, and then said resolutely, "I want to leave this village and go out and explore." ”

With his dry hands, my grandfather threw the last handful of firewood into the stove.

Raise your head slowly.

He said expressionlessly: "Little baby, you have married two ghost daughters-in-law, your body will become weaker and weaker, and I don't know when I will come back after leaving this village, and I don't know if I can see you, maybe one day, you will die on a certain road!"

I nodded and said, "I know, because I don't know how long I have to live, so I want to know how far I go, and if I can, I'm ready to leave tonight!"

My grandfather sighed, but didn't say anything.

Actually, I thought my grandfather was going to teach me a lesson, but not this time.

At this moment, I felt really a little reluctant.

In this way, our grandfather and grandson watched face to face for a long time, and finally my grandfather boiled the water and said, "Go and call your two daughters-in-law to have a meal together in the evening!"

I nodded and went back to tell my daughter-in-law about this matter, whether it was Ma Furong or Zhao Ling'er, there was no opinion.

These two daughters-in-law are all ghosts, and they must not need any fixed residence, so they seem to be more suitable for wandering around than me.

We had a beautiful meal, this meal was delicious, but the heart was bitter.

When I was done, my grandfather gave me a piece of red jasper.

I didn't say anything and didn't ask what it was.

I put it away directly, and I knew that it was not the gift that was angry but the heart.

After saying goodbye to my grandfather, when I returned home, I immediately prepared to pack my belongings that night, and before leaving, I borrowed a little donkey from my granddaughter, which I should say bought it.

When everything was ready, I felt like I should go.

Actually, I don't know where I'm going or where I'm going.

Leaving the village aimlessly, I was halfway through the moonlight when I suddenly heard a noise behind my donkey cart.

I immediately walked down.

In the back of the car, most of them are quilts for sleeping at night.

Then I saw the quilt bulging.

I had the courage to pull the whole quilt open at once, but suddenly I found that there was a woman in the quilt.

Wang Ruohan.