Song Dynasty Dazhong Xiangfu 1015. As a major city in the country, Luoyang City has a large population and a prosperous economy. The city is bustling with traffic during the day. Shops, taverns, workshops, and hostels abound. The same is true at night, when many people stop by listening to books, wine shops, theaters, and places where the wind and snow are snowy.

And what happened this night is destined to cast a veil of mystery on the night of this bustling city.

It's late autumn and the nights are cool. And when the time passed, the streets were sparsely populated. A scholar in his prime walked out of the listening bookstore. As soon as he stepped out of the bookstore, a cold wind blew, making him shiver.

"Why is it so cold, I didn't hear it so late if I knew it earlier." He muttered to himself and hugged himself so that he would not tremble so much.

"It's dry, watch out for candles. Anti-theft, close windows and close doors. The big ghosts and the little ghosts sit in a row, and they don't go out to sleep at night" An old man on patrol passed by him, beating the gong. The scholar glanced back at the old man, then turned his head back.

"If you fight more, you will fight more, what the hell are you talking about." He couldn't help but sigh and glanced up at the sky, there were no stars in the night sky, and even the light of the moon was half obscured by black clouds. "Is this going to rain?" The man said and looked around. The houses of the residents on both sides of the house were closed, and the red lanterns hanging outside the doors of a few shops were occasionally swaying in the wind.

"What's going on today? Could it be that he was infected by storytelling? He thought, the face of the storyteller came to mind.

"The book picked up. Adou walked alone in the night, and because he had drunk a little wine in the wine shop, he walked a little shaky. He walked through the cold streets, ready to return to his hut to rest. Unexpectedly, a dark shadow flashed. He rubbed his drunken hazy eyes, and fixed his eyes to see a woman in white sitting at the end of the street, crying on the ground with her back to him. He thought the woman had met the bandits, and slowly approached. The cry became more real when it got closer. He gently patted the woman's shoulder with the help of the wine gall, and the woman turned her head, and a bleeding face with iron blue and seven holes appeared in front of Adou's eyes. The next day, an old woman who poured night incense found Adou's body. ”

The scholar shook his head a few times. "Damn, why do you keep remembering the jokes in your head?" He quickened his pace as he spoke.

Suddenly, a rush of footsteps sounded from the front, and a woman ran out of the alley in front of her and ran straight to herself. The woman looked back as she ran. The man looked forward in the faint light of the moon. "The woman in white?" The man froze. "No, it won't. Could it be such a coincidence?" the man was inexplicably frightened and wanted to turn back, but this alley was the only closest way home.

Just as he was hesitating, the woman had already run to her. When the woman saw the man, she suddenly grabbed the man's sleeve as if she had seen a savior. The man was a little panicked. By the light of the moon, the man saw the woman's face. She had a delicate face, her lips were rosy, but her face was a little pale from being frightened.

"Childe, save me," the woman said in a panic. Seeing that there was a beautiful beauty in front of him, the man's hanging heart was a little relieved. "This little lady, what's wrong with you? Who's chasing you? ”

"Take me out of hiding." As she spoke, the woman dragged the scholar and hid in the alley next to her. In the corner of the alley are a few old baskets. She picked up the basket and buckled it into the basket with the scholar. She leaned tightly on the scholar's body, and the scholar's wheezing became more and more rapid.

The space is too small, which makes the basket deformed. "Men and women don't kiss." The scholar whispered, and the woman suddenly raised her hand, covered the scholar's mouth, and motioned with her eyes for him not to speak. The scholar couldn't bear this, and kept swallowing his saliva. A sound dragging a chain faded from near to far until it disappeared.

The woman let go of the hand covering the scholar's mouth, and the two looked at each other. The two were so close that the woman couldn't help but bow her head shyly. The man couldn't control his lust anymore, and actually leaned his face over to kiss her lips.

The woman pursed her lips and smiled, holding her index finger against his.

"Childe, am I beautiful?" The woman asked shyly. "Beautiful little lady, you are so beautiful" the scholar replied impatiently. The moon in the sky has been completely obscured by dark clouds. The woman withdrew her index finger and closed her eyes. The scholar slowly approached the delicate lip flap, he closed his eyes and touched it gently, and a trace of coolness entered his mouth.

Something suddenly felt wrong, his tongue was numb, as if it was bitten by his teeth, and the pain spread through his mouth to his heart. It became more and more difficult for him to breathe, and his tongue seemed to be stretched out violently. He slowly opened his eyes, and the sight before him made him unable to struggle. His eyes widened, blood crawled all over his face, he twitched a few times, and then his arms hung limply. And the last image was still preserved in his pupils.

A disheveled, featureless face was coming face to face with him. The female ghost was clutching his tongue with a pair of dry hands

The crow of chickens wakes up people from their slumber. Li Laohan knocked on his son's door. There was no one in there. "Son, Daddy is going out to set up a stall, you get up and eat something." Li Laohan is so strange. On weekdays, there is no need to shout, my son will get up early to help him prepare things for the stall. But today, did he go to listen to the book and didn't return all night? He pushed open the door and looked on the bed, but there was no one. "Where did this go?" Li Laohan had no intention of leaving the stall, so he hurriedly ran out.

He asked all the way, but no one knew. Until he came to the corner of that alley. There were a lot of people gathered there. He suddenly had a bad feeling. He pushed through the crowd until he saw the scene in front of him.

A man was lying on the ground, with a few baskets around him. He was covered in bruised muscles, his whole body was black and purple, his eyes were bulging, and his face was bloodshot. The most terrifying thing was that his mouth was wide open, and black blood had already coagulated around his mouth. His tongue was thrown on the ground not far from him, and the most chilling thing was the clothing.

Li Laohan's blood rushed straight to his brain. He wailed and fell to his knees. "Son, you died so miserably, how can you let me confess like your dead mother?"

After a gust of wind and sand, a woman in black, a little wolf, and a small doll guiding the direction walked out of the fierce wind and sand. The wind and sand did not bring a single dust to the woman. The little doll pointed to the city ahead and said, "Master, we have arrived." "yes, got it." The woman in black replied, and walked towards the strange city.

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