This place has probably not been cleaned since the house was built, the white walls are dirty and black, the corners are covered with cobwebs, and bundles of dry wood are piled up in bundles for most of the room.

Even the windows, which were so dirty that they couldn't even see the outside clearly, and it was like a covered cloth, and there was no place to sit in the room, let alone sleep at night.

Jiang Futing didn't care about this, now that there was no one to supervise, he didn't need to act, so he slipped to the window calmly.

When he was at Amin's house, Bai Tang watched him more closely, not allowing this, not allowing that, for fear that he would reveal his identity and attract the attention of the Immortal Sect, and deliberately placed an enchantment near Amin's house to limit his strength.

It's about the same as captivity······

A small bit of gray gas gushed from Jiang Futing's fingertips, brushing off a small piece of dust from the window.

The structure of the bungalows in the village is basically the same, they are all carved molds to build, and the firewood houses are generally leaning against the backyard, and behind them is the main entrance of the mountain or other households.

But the houses are far apart, and the other people's houses are not very clear, only an outline.

The village chief's house is located in the center of the village, and there are bustling buildings next to each other on the side, and the backyard is very large, cleaner than Amin's house, and a lot of wild vegetables are planted, and chickens, ducks and geese run all over the vegetable field.

After chasing after him, there were chicken feathers floating everywhere in the air, and Jiang Futing could faintly smell the smell of these poultry coming from the window.

The view from here is also wide, and even the ground outside is flat and wide, and you can see the majestic mountain top at a glance.

There seems to be a white building on the top of the mountain, which can be seen from such a high distance, and it must not be much smaller.

There is also a flagpole that is so high that it reaches to the sky, and the flag is like a curtain covering the sky like a wild wave in the wind, churning again and again, and the sound of snorting overlapping even overshadows the whistling wind.

Even though it was so far away, he could still feel an indescribable sense of tranquility emanating from that building.

The scorching summer sun shone on the white building, reflecting an even more dazzling light, and it was precisely because of this that Jiang Futing would notice the building on the top of the mountain at a glance.

It's just that under the bright sun, people can't feel the heat above, but subconsciously makes people feel cold.

Just as he was contemplating what it was, a shrill voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Ouch, isn't that dumb one! How did you get locked up here? ”

Jiang Futing glanced at the direction of the voice without being salty, it was the old woman who had broken her mouth in the morning.

He glanced at it casually, and then took the woman who was coming towards him as air, and moved the line to something else.

I didn't want to show my thoughts, so I had to look at the chickens, ducks and geese that were fighting in the yard.

The old woman was sure that he had just been bullied, and she must have held back a fire in her heart, and deliberately came over to stimulate him.

As a result, he was so calm, and the old woman herself became angry from her heart, and forgot everything that happened in the morning.

She looked at Jiang Futing arrogantly and said mockingly: "It's all here."

It's a look, what are you pretending to be calm! When you enter the village chief's firewood house, don't think about going out! Hurry up and think about the future! ”

Funeral?

Jiang Futing was finally willing to look at her twice, speculating on the meaning of her words.

The old woman only thought that he knew that he was afraid, and her smug color was even stronger, "Now that you know that you are afraid?" Let you be very happy, you will be happy for these two days, don't think about looking for death, at least this face can still be used, it won't let you die so easily! ”

Her meaning was so straightforward, Jiang Futing didn't need to bother to guess, but he didn't expect these people to target him so quickly, and they had already begun to sell him.

He frowned, a look of displeasure.

The old woman rarely had an EQ IQ online, could read the meaning expressed on his face, guessed that he understood that he was going to be sold, and continued to say, "You don't want to? It's useless if you don't want to! Who told you to do that! ”

"To be a man, you have to do your duty, you yourself are not sensible first, don't blame others for being unkind to you." She said with a greedy smile on her face, "Auntie made your purpose very clear in the morning, if you think it clearly now......"

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Futing immediately took two steps back, and the disgust on his face felt dirty even if she looked at it twice through the window.

When the old woman looked at him, she immediately lowered her face and exclaimed, "What do you mean! Shameless back to you, I really took myself seriously! I'm telling you, you and me, I can still be kind to you, if I sell you to that place! ”

Before she finished speaking, her face was still flying one second, and the next second she suddenly became afraid.

Jiang Futing looked at her with a gloomy face, a thin layer of gray gas on his body, and his dark eyes didn't even have a trace of light, staring at the woman outside the window.

The old woman was so frightened that she didn't even dare to run, her legs were weak and she kept shivering, and her mouth muttered in a low voice, "Ghost! Ghost! ”

As if he hadn't heard half of it, he asked in a cold voice, "Say it again?" ”

The woman shook her head frantically in fright, her face was so white that she turned blue, in the summer, she couldn't even feel the slightest temperature on her body, and the coolness rushed from her head to the soles of her feet.

Her lips trembled, she couldn't even speak, and her eyes were glazed with fear.

Jiang Futing sensed the indescribable clues and disobedience from her reaction, this person has one thing in common with Zhang Yan, that is, he is particularly afraid of ghosts.

Just scatter a little air, or give a look, and you can scare your soul away.

Does it have anything to do with the ghost with the broken foot yesterday?

Looking at its familiarity with the house, it's not been a day or two, but Bai Tang hasn't banned ghosts, and it still can't enter the door for some reason.

His eyes narrowed a lot, and he threatened, "What are you afraid of?" If you're not honest, I even ate your soul! ”

The woman seemed to be particularly sensitive to the latter sentence, and was directly frightened to lose her voice and scream in a high-pitched voice, "Ah!! Don't kill me!! Don't kill me! ”

"There are ghosts! Ghosts!! Her scream of horror led several people passing by.

Jiang Futing had no choice but to close his eyes and quickly retract the turbidity that had spread out on his body just now

Qi, when I opened my eyes again, it was flat again, as if I didn't know anything.

Two people from the neighborhood ran over, and when they saw this old woman again, they didn't have much on their faces.

It's just that everyone is a villager, and everyone is coming, so they have to ask, "What's wrong?" Haven't had enough lessons learned from the morning's events? ”

When the woman saw someone coming, it was like seeing a rescuer, so she couldn't wait to go up, and pointed to the face in the window with a worried expression, "There are ghosts!" There are ghosts during the day, too! He's a ghost! ”

As soon as the two of them heard that it was a ghost, their bodies immediately stiffened, and the hairs on their backs stood on end.

But aren't all these things in the mood at night? How can it come out in broad daylight!

The man who was a little bolder suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, pretended to be calm, and walked cautiously to the window.

All the movement outside was taken into Jiang Futing's eyes, and he noticed that the person who came over was extremely vigilant, as if he was facing a great enemy, and his steps had to move here little by little.

Jiang Futing gradually floated to the idea that he was not sure, it was likely that as long as he had stayed in this village, he had an unusual fear of ghosts.

As for the exact reason, it is not entirely certain at this time.

He deliberately squatted under the wall first, and before thinking about it, the man had already walked to the window, squinting one eye, lying on the window and looking in sneakily and carefully.

Jiang Futing was keenly aware of the extremely subtle sound coming from the window, and he raised his head faintly and poked out half of his head.

A pair of pitch-black pupils matched the man's eyes on the window.

The people outside were startled by the eyes that popped out of nowhere! A chill swept through his body like lightning.

He gasped sharply and took a big step back.

The anxiety in his eyes just now turned into horror.

The other person in the back forgot to be scared for a while, and when he looked like this, he hurriedly strode over, "What's wrong?" What do you see? ”

The frightened man was still frightened, raised his hand in despair, and pointed to the window tremblingly.

Jiang Futing didn't wait for him to speak, he stood up straight, and a pale and delicate face was pressed against the window.

The other person was trembling from the startled reaction of the two just now, and when he looked at the window with a stiff face, he didn't care whether he could see it clearly or not, just seeing a miserable white human face, he was scared!

But after he looked at it for two seconds, he immediately felt that this face was a little familiar, and he pulled his friend hard, "Isn't this the dumb one?" What the hell! ”

The man suspected that his frightened ears had misheard, his legs were still shaking, and he looked back at the window in disbelief.

The face was a little whiter, but it was indeed that dumb man!

Exercise!

What a shame for the dead!

The man felt his legs become weaker, and rushed to the old woman in annoyance, grabbing her collar: "What are you doing!" Where the hell did it come from! Play us too! ”

The old woman didn't seem to have come back to her senses, and when she saw Jiang Futing's pale face, she once again sketched out what he had just looked like in her mind, and continued to scream in a broken voice, "Ghost! Ghosts! ”

She kept struggling, pointing at Jiang Futing's expression and a little broken,

"That's him! Ghosts! He's a ghost! He also said he was going to suck my soul! ”

The other two people's faces changed when they heard the two words in the back, and the man who grabbed her collar slapped her directly, trying to fan her awake, "You're crazy!" The morning's events weren't enough to teach you a lesson! Blind chickens are talking nonsense! ”

"Impossible! No way! I didn't ......" The old woman was half awakened by his slap, and looked at the window again in self-doubt.

Jiang Futing seemed to be staring at her ghost, not looking at others, just looking at him directly.

That gloomy gaze was like an appendage poking directly into her mind, and she was afraid to go deeper, and even the picture in front of her was distorted at this moment.

All sorts of images popped up in her mind, intertwined with everything that was real in front of her.

First the slowly blood-red eyes, then the expression, the eerie smile on that handsome face, his neck growing longer, was squeezing out of the crack in the window to eat her.

The old woman was completely unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, her eyes lost for a moment, and she began to scream miserably, "It's him!" He's coming! He's going to eat me! He's coming! ”

(End of chapter)