"Well, a little bit ......"

Nonsense, you're a female ghost, and I'm a normal man with strong blood, how can I not be afraid?

As the saying goes, people are afraid of three points, and ghosts are afraid of seven points.

But now the initiative is in her hands, so I'm naturally more afraid.

The temperature seems to have dropped a lot, maybe it has something to do with her mood, so it's better not to annoy her for the sake of my life in the future.

"What should we do now?"

I brought the conversation back to me.

I saw that the embroidered shoes were lightly stepping on the ground, the toes were slightly touching the ground, and the heels were not too real because of the sight.

But if you think about it, you can know that there is no landing.

The pair of ice hands that caressed my face didn't know when to take it away, and just as I was rejoicing, those cold hands took my right hand again.

Depend on!

scolded angrily in his heart, but he could only pretend to be calm on his face.

She dragged me step by step to the back of the bed, and what was even more creepy was that the whole room could only hear my footsteps and heartbeat, but the touch of my hands was real.

It's a torturous feeling......

Behind the bed was a huge coffin, half of it was in the light because it was placed in the back, but the other half was not visible because the bed blocked the light, but I could vaguely see that there seemed to be some clothes inside.

I bent down a little so that I could see more realistically.

But after she arrived in front of the coffin, she walked down lightly, although her movements were a little stiff, but it was the same as a normal person's sleeping position.

Pressed his abdomen with his hands together, and although he was covered with a red hijab, he turned his head sideways to look in my direction.

"You lie in too."

Her tone is so soft that it's hard to refuse.

I looked at the position in my eyes a little, but I still couldn't see it very clearly, and after swallowing my saliva, I asked with some embarrassment, "Do you have to sleep in here?" ”

To be honest, the living will have an instinctive resistance to the coffin, as if they are about to be buried alive.

But her hands, which were originally clasped on her abdomen, suddenly lifted up slightly, followed my direction, and beckoned gently.

Almost subconsciously, the whole person involuntarily lay in.

There was a cold touch from behind, and it was hard to imagine whether it was because the sweat had not dried before, or because the coffin board was too cold.

I saw that her hands had not yet been put down, and then I saw the coffin board gently buckled on the coffin little by little.

Until the lights are completely covered and it's pitch black inside.

The breathing was a bit heavier, which didn't seem to make sense, but I always felt a little deprived of oxygen because of my mental effect.

"Close your eyes."

Her voice came from beside me, and a hint of wind blew in my ears, but I was getting used to it now.

Although I obediently closed my eyes at her words, my other hand was already looking for the rune paper I had hidden on my body.

But after touching for a long time, I touched the clothes under me, but I couldn't let my movements be too big, so as not to be discovered by her.

But at this moment, there were suddenly some singing voices in my ears, these songs had a hypnotic effect, and I closed my eyes, and soon, I felt that my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and my consciousness was becoming more and more blurred.

When I woke up, I was in a white mist, and a red shadow slowly appeared in front of me, and then I could see the complete wedding dress and the whole woman's figure.

This is Lu Lao's daughter, my newlywed wife.

I couldn't help but wail in pain, but I still looked at her head, and her face was still covered with a red hijab.

"Xianggong, lift my hijab."

I was so frightened that I shivered, one hand was slightly raised, and the other hand was still groping on my body, but perhaps because I was too nervous, I still didn't touch anything after a long time.

"Xianggong, come on......"

This sound seemed to have the power to breathe the heart, and my footsteps had already walked over without obeying the call.

The distance between the two of them was very close, and they took a few steps directly in front of her.

I raised my right hand tremblingly, grabbed the bottom of the red hijab, and lifted it up little by little.

The whole action seems to be very long, as if a century has passed.

But after the red hijab was lifted, I didn't see a face crawling with insects, and it was not as scary as it was in the movie, but because of her haggard face and the sadness in her eyes, I felt a little more pity.

I was still very conscious, and even if sometimes the knee-jerk movements weren't instinctive, I knew that there was sadness in her eyes.

Grievance, desolation......

There seems to be a hint of unwillingness.

I blurted out, "You're so good-looking......"

can be famous......

I only heard her voice say with a hint of sadness: "If I don't die, and now I am married, my husband will naturally not be separated from my yin and yang......"

Speaking of which, I don't know what else will happen in this cave room, but I want to know more about how she died.

Because of the eyes in her eyes, I am very sure that her death is very strange, at least not as the people in Miao Village say, and it is not as simple as Lu Lao mentioned.

There must be another story in this.

I looked at her expectantly, looked at her with a slightly sad look, and finally, as if she had mustered up her courage, she muttered, "It's a long story......

The scene in front of me turned, and it seemed that at the intersection when passing by Miao Village before, a beautiful girl's figure suddenly ran over from far to near.

I recognized it immediately, this is Lu Lao's daughter, but she should still be alive at this time, because the clothes on her body are still from Miao Village.

I was wondering where she was going, when suddenly, in the mist, another figure burst out, so fast that it was almost impossible to tell with the naked eye whether it was a man or a monster.

I saw it pounce on Lu Lao's daughter, and after a sharp scream, I saw a pool of blood scattered under my feet.

It seems like a vision, but I can't tell the difference.

And none of that mattered, because it dawned on me that she wanted to tell me the truth about her death.

Not killed by monsters, but by human hands.

For the man looked at her corpse, got up slowly, and suddenly turned his head again, looking in the direction I was standing.

The man's face was blurred in the fog, but he held a scythe in his hand, as if it was still dripping blood.

The murderer who killed her may be someone from Miao Village!

When I think about it, I feel like I'm breathing a little shorter.

The picture returns to the previous fog, and the figure of that person is also dissipating little by little.

"What happened to your death?"

Just looking at these scenes, it's hard for me to tell because there is no beginning and no end, it's like a movie, only a beginning and an end, but the process in between is missed.

But the truth is generally in the middle of the process, and that's where the details lie.

Unexpectedly, she shook her head and said a little helplessly: "My memory is decaying every day, and this is the only scene I can remember clearly." Because of the deep resentment, this last scene has always been imprinted in my mind. ”

I understood and nodded.

Before dying, the last unwillingness turned into a wronged soul, and in the end he was reluctant to dissipate, so he could only wander around Miao Village.

Thinking of this, when I looked at her again, I only felt that she was also a poor person.

"Your name is Liang Fan, right?"

Just as I was pondering, she suddenly asked.

This endless remark immediately disrupted my thoughts, but I still politely replied, "Yes, what's your name?" ”

It seems that she has always forgotten to ask Lu Lao about her daughter's name, and now she remembers.

She replied softly, "Lu Ling'er." ”

Three words automatically popped into my mind, as if they had existed in the first place.

Again, I asked, "Where am I now?" ”

Lu Ling'er replied softly: "It's in your own dream, and I'll talk to you in your dream." ”

Could it be that this so-called cave house is the union of souls?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder, could it be that she was going to come over and suck my yang qi in the next second?

But when she saw my strange face, she just said: "This is my life experience, you can also pretend not to know, but I can see that you don't want to marry me, this marriage is a bit hasty, if you want to regret it, as long as you solve my grievances, I won't pester you anymore." ”

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