The falling rain continued to touch the loess mound, and after a while, a new picture appeared.

She felt a chill that crept up from her spine, and bursts of despair permeated on the young and beautiful face of Widow Wang more than ten years ago.

On the first seven days, the widow fainted in front of the mourning hall, it turned out that she was pregnant, she had just lost her husband, only to feel that the sky was falling, and the child in her womb became her only comfort, she stroked the bulging lower abdomen, and vowed to cheer up, but on the other hand, the father of the widow Wang, frowned unhappily.

That night, he brought a bowl of black, fishy-sweet medicinal soup, and coaxed the widow to drink it, and the blood was gurgling, which was the passage of life and the beginning of another round of tragedy for the widow.

"Why, my child, why did you do that? ”

The old man's face was hideous: "I'm doing this for your good, you are still young, if you have children, how can you get married?" That short-lived Jiang Ergou is not blessed, I have already told you another good family. ”

The widow Wang's eyes were tearing: "It's only been a few days since my man died, and you sold me again?"

The old man laughed: "Fortunately, you are young and worth a few dollars." ”

If the widow's childhood is described as dark, then the days after the widow's second marriage are like purgatory on earth, and she is married to an old man in his thirties, surnamed Wang, and he has a widower father in his fifties.

The man surnamed Wang was an alcoholic, and when he returned home drunk, he hit his head on the water tank and died.

Two men died in succession, and rumors spread in the village that the widow of the king, Kefu, had killed her man, and the words in the streets and alleys were the most vicious, and the widow would be pointed at when she went to the street, but if she did not go to the street, she would stay at home, and her widower father-in-law, who had replaced her man, humiliated her at night.

Luoyu watched, tears flowed unconsciously in his eyes, and Gu Guangping on the side also had green tendons on his forehead.

The picture on the loess mound, black and white on the base, dead and lifeless, like the widow Wang's staring, empty eyes, she was beaten by the father and son of the Wang family on a thunderstorm night, her head hit the wall, unconscious, her widower father-in-law scolded a bad word, then wrapped the body in a roll of straw mats, and threw her to this place.

There is not even a tombstone, and a handful of loess hastily covers up her life.

The rain waved his hand, and the black and white picture disappeared, but the breath of despair persisted.

"If you call the police, it's difficult. Gu Guangping pondered: "The bitter master is dead, the body has turned into white bones, the evidence of abuse is gone, and the rural people are not educated, maybe they will stand in the position of the father and son of the Wang family." ”

Luoyu snorted coldly, rolled up a gust of wind with her sleeves, the leaves rattled, and the black gas in front of the grave gathered and dispersed, and finally condensed into the appearance of the king's widow, she was expressionless, standing quietly in front of Luoyu.

"Follow me. ”

Taking advantage of the sunset, the rain led the widow to a low earthen house: "Do whatever you want." ”

In the earthen house, the father and son of the Wang family were sleeping soundly.

Luo Yu sneered, closed the door, and ignored the sudden darkness of the day, and the cry of the Wang family's father and son.

"The widow has a grudge in her heart, if she can't let it go, in the long run, she will be able to turn into a powerful ghost and bring disaster to the people, so it is better to let her have revenge and dissipate her resentment. ”

Gu Guangping nodded, thinking deeply.

The two walked quietly to the school, silently all the way, and suddenly, the rain didn't know what to think, and looked back at the deep mountains. The lush forest gushed out green greenery, which should have been an infinitely vibrant color, but it seemed to be shrouded in haze, and the black air did not dissipate for a long time.

"Something is not right. The widow Wang dissipated her resentment, and naturally she should go to her death, why is this black gas still not dissipated?"

"The widow has been dead for more than ten years, and according to the usual, the new ghost is angry, and it is easiest to turn into a powerful ghost, but the widow Wang only let out her resentment after more than ten years......"

Luo Yu frowned: "This shows that someone deliberately drew out the resentment of the widow of the king who should have been sleeping underground." ”

Who is it?

Is it co-work?

In an instant, the name poured into Luoyu's mind, and then she quickly denied it, this is deep in the mountains and inland, working together in the depths of the seabed, what is the connection between the two?

But why does the black gas in the mountains exist?

Luo Yu and Gu Guangping hurriedly walked to the school, not daring to delay for a moment.

At the end of the school day, several children go home together, and the mountain road is difficult, although they are not from the same village, they go home in the same direction.

Honghong walked slowly, and gradually fell alone, she didn't really want to go home, she kind of wanted to go to the back mountain, to find the big goat during the day to play.

Thinking like this, she unconsciously changed her direction and walked towards the back mountain in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The silver bell on the street lamp in front of the school gate rang suddenly, jingle bell, jingle bell, the sound was urgent, like urging, like a warning, but Honghong was as if he hadn't heard it, one foot deeper, one foot shallow towards the back mountain.

Luo Yu and Gu Guangping just happened to bump into this scene: red eyes were distracted, as if they were being dragged by something, like a marionette.

Luoyu had a bad heart, but he didn't dare to speak out, the child was too young, his soul was unstable, if he was scared out of his soul, what should he do, so he had to follow behind Honghong.

Xu is the monster pulling the leash is eager, Honghong's footsteps are much faster, trotting towards the back mountain, the rain is familiar in front of him, isn't this the road that found Honghong in the back mountain during the day? Honghong walked for a while, stood in front of a cave, it was the day to find the red red cave.

In the dark shadows, the dull voice, stepping, stepping, stepping out.

Luoyu nervously pinched his nails and looked carefully at the entrance of the cave to see what kind of monster came out.