Recently, my head has been tense, and I have no intention of relaxing at all, if I continue like this.

I don't know if I'm going to be out of my reach at some point, I'm going to go crazy all of a sudden.

I really have a lingering shadow in my heart about the paper beauty now, and this fear is more direct than seeing a ghost or even death.

I can afford to come straight to the door, and I don't even care if it comes back to life.

I'm scared that it's just like that, it's just a paper figure right under your nose, but when you turn around, it's alive.

When you sleep at night, it will appear in front of your window, smiling and staring at you through the glass window.

It doesn't hurt you directly, it just wants to make you endlessly afraid, slowly eroding your mind and becoming a madman.

I didn't dare to think about it anymore.

After a while, I gritted my teeth and reached out to touch the paper beauty, which was no different from an ordinary funeral paper figure.

Except for the lifelike appearance and some evil expressions, everything is normal.

But I've learned how weird and evil it is.

Taking a long, deep breath, I mustered up the courage to grab it, then turned around and walked out of the village.

I dragged the paper beauty to the outside of the village, down the hill, and into the stream in the ravine.

I threw the paper beauty into the ditch and watched as its body eroded little by little, drifting downstream with the river and disappearing from my sight.

I hope it can drift along the river without end, washed away by the river into countless fragments.

I spent more than ten minutes by the river, and there was nothing in my ears except the sound of water.

I breathed a sigh of relief after nothing was out of the ordinary, then turned around and walked back.

I didn't go back to my house, but went to Qiao's second mother-in-law's house. turned around in the village and arrived at the dilapidated old house of Qiao's second mother-in-law's house.

From a distance, the whole wooden house is a little tilted, and it looks like it is some years old, and I suspect that a strong wind can blow the wooden house down.

There is no cement in the wooden house, and there are no floor tiles, just a layer of solid soil, uneven.

In fact, from the first day I came to Qiao's second mother-in-law's house, I felt that the decoration in this old dilapidated house was different from other families in the village.

I initially thought it was because Qiao's second mother-in-law was making shrouds, which gave me a psychological hint, but now it's different.

I noticed this when I stepped over the threshold, and each threshold of Qiao's second mother-in-law's wooden house was very high, reaching thirty centimeters up.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Qiao's second mother-in-law kneeling on the ground, holding three incense sticks in her hands, as if she was worshipping something.

Before Qiao's second mother-in-law died, there was a black wooden table, and there were only two things on the table, an old incense burner, and the other was something similar to a photo.

Because it was covered with a black cloth, it was not clear whose photo it was.

We didn't dare to disturb Qiao's second mother-in-law, and waited quietly.

After the second mother-in-law Qiao bowed, she put the incense into the incense burner, and finally turned around, stared at me and said, "Girl, didn't you let you stay at home?" Why did you get here? ”

I didn't talk nonsense, and I told all the things that I didn't see with the big black dog and the doll last night.

After hearing this, Qiao's second mother-in-law suddenly frowned, her face was originally like the bark of a tree, and her frowning like this was even more terrifying.

Especially those deep-set and blackened eyes, every time I see them, I feel a little unnatural.