Just as I was fascinated, a group of children ran up to me and waved at me: "Little sister, come and play, let's skip rope together!" ”

I was just about to walk over when my shirt was suddenly torn off, and then a cold mist blew through, and everything in front of me disappeared!

Under the bridge, the river was still babbling, and the monks and children were as if they never existed, and I wondered if I was hallucinating because I was too tired. Or did the fog give birth to the legendary mirage?

But what's the matter with nursery rhymes, can this mirage still spread thousands of miles?

No, the clothes of the monks, and the dead people, seem to be wearing old clothes, like... The same as the one worn during the Republic of China in the TV series, I was shocked into a cold sweat when I thought of this.

Could it be that the dead people I saw just now were all the villagers of Zhangjiazhuang, and it is said that the villagers of Zhangjiazhuang in the past all died in a plague. What I see is nothing but an illusion formed by the condensation of resentment, and if I accidentally fall into the illusion, I will definitely lose my soul and become a walking corpse.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be afraid for a while, thanks to the reminder of my future husband, I was able to escape.

After several years of development, Zhangzhai has more than 30 households, and standing here can already see the faint lights in the village.

To my surprise, there were people standing at the door of every house, men, women and children, but no one came up to greet me.

In the past, every time I passed by Zhangzhai, they would laugh and talk to me, and by the way, learn about the customs in the town, what happened today? They don't even bother with me. Is it because my grandmother died that she didn't want to see me?

I shook my head with a wry smile, and hurriedly walked out of Zhangzhai towards the ancestral house where my grandmother lived.

The ancestral house is as dilapidated as ever, the fence wall surrounded by wooden stakes has decayed, and even the fence gate connected by a few pieces of wood is about to fall apart.

The ancestral house is supposed to have been built during the Qing Dynasty, with three rooms facing north and south, with mottled walls made of large blue bricks, and many of the small blue tiles used for the roof have fallen off, revealing the thick mud tires inside.

I walked to the door of the heavy black house, and saw that the door had been hung white, and the mourning hall was also arranged, and on both sides of the door were placed paper-tied horses, and there were paper figures tied by golden boys and girls.

In addition, there was no one nearby, and if it was customary in the past, the deceased family would have set up three or five tables, and relatives and neighbors would gather together to talk, drink tea, or something.

But I think that my grandmother is alone, and she is a fairy woman who is respected by her neighbors, and her death may be different from others.

On the two old locust wood doors, there are two door gods painted by grandma, which look twisted and twisted, but the pen is very vigorous and powerful.

On the wall on the right side is a yellow paper obituary, on which is written grandma's surname, first name, date of birth and death, I only glanced at it, and found that it was also written by grandma herself, and the handwriting was extremely sloppy.

It seems that what the letter says about her foreseeing her limits is true.

The hall was temporarily converted into a mourning hall, and a black coffin lay quietly, and the coffin wall was pasted with paper flowers cut from white paper, which was the treatment that only the old people who died normally would have.

There was no one in it, and in front of the coffin there was an ash basin with only some burned ashes.

Seeing this scene, my tears slipped uncontrollably, and I knelt down in front of the coffin with a whimper, lit the incense candles and paper money I brought with me, and respectfully lit three incense sticks and inserted them in the incense burner.

"Grandma, Qingnan is not filial, I couldn't see you for the last time, please forgive my granddaughter!" I cried and crawled, and we wept bitterly as I touched the wall of the coffin.

Suddenly, I noticed something that shocked me, the coffin lid was not nailed.

The cold, stunned feeling came from my heart, making my heart beat suddenly, why didn't I get a nail? Could it be that the person who presided over the funeral forgot it? Or did no one come here since Grandma died?

Suddenly, a dark wind blew in from outside the door, and the lit candle flickered a few times, and then went out with a pop, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

My heart beat uncontrollably, and I flipped my hand and pulled out an evil charm and clasped it in the palm of my hand. kept muttering: "Grandma, don't scare Qingnan, you know that I haven't been bold since I was a child, and I can't stand being scared!" ”

I shuddered and felt for the lighter, and the moment it lit it, I was directly scared and collapsed to the ground.

In front of me, a blue face almost bumped into me, and I was intoxicated with the incense in the incense burner.

My hairs exploded, and I sat down on the ground in fright. After seeing it clearly, I found that she was actually Grandma Zhang of Zhangzhai who often chatted with her grandmother before her death!

The three sticks of incense I had just lit burned to the end in a blink of an eye. Then, Grandma Zhang's face was expressionless, her face was wrinkled, her eyes and pupils were all pale, and she stared at me directly, which made me suspect that she would pounce on me with a hideous face in the next moment.

I hurriedly took out three sticks of incense from the bag behind me, lit them with trembling hands, and kept muttering: "People have a way, ghosts have ghosts, ill-gotten gains, take them in a good way, eat incense, and eliminate disasters with people!" ”

Grandma Zhang's nose sucked sharply again, and the incense in my hand burned most of it directly, only to see her smile weirdly at me, and then disappeared in front of me.

"Oh mom, I'm scared to death!" After I saw Grandma Zhang leave, she stroked her thumping chest and let out a sigh of relief.

After lighting the candle on the table, I went to my grandmother's coffin again, hesitated, and then pushed the lid of the coffin and opened it directly.

Before I could look up, a green sleeve came out of the coffin, and I grabbed the edge of the coffin. The pale hand grabbed the coffin and slashed through it, leaving a few claw marks.

Suddenly, my eyes widened with fright, and a rush of urine rushed out, and I staggered back a few steps until I hit the wall.

Before I could make any moves, a green shadow bounced out of the coffin, rushed to my eyes like lightning, and grabbed my neck with a raised hand.

Her face was almost on mine, and I could see the white grimace. Spreading a shawl, his fair skin was like snow, but he was not very tall, which made me, who originally thought that my grandmother's corpse had changed, instantly dispelled this idea.

It was a female ghost about my age, staring at me with pure white eyes without a hint of black, and then revealing an incomparable smile that was like snow in June, and it made people shudder.

I suddenly remembered that she was the green-clothed female ghost who appeared in my dream and sat on my grandmother's shoulder!

At that time, she beckoned to me, and my future husband felt the danger and pulled my clothes to prevent me from passing.

The green-clad ghost laughed miserably, watching my struggle bloodthirsty. My hands scratched indiscriminately, but I couldn't catch any hair from the female ghost, once it touched the other person's body, it would go straight through, and the other person's hand was still as deep into the flesh of my neck as if it were a substance!

Gradually, my eyes rolled and my tongue sticked out, and I was about to suffocate.

"Evil Charm!" When I was about to suffocate, I thought of the evil charm in my trouser pocket, and with great difficulty, I found all the evil charm charms, and smashed them in the face of the female ghost regardless of it.

A ghost howl that pierced the eardrum came out, and bursts of black smoke came out of the female ghost's head, and the scarlet mouth was directly smashed open by the evil charm, and a roar like a landslide and tsunami was released!

As soon as my head spun, I flew out on my side and hit a door panel, my throat was sweet, and I couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood!

The blood I vomited spurted out, forming a mist of blood in front of my eyes. Immediately, a violent yin wind rolled up like a tornado.

In the blink of an eye, the blood mist turned into a hazy shadow, and finally took on the form of a young man!

The man was sickly pale, and wore an inky satin robe with silver openwork hibiscus trim exposed. The jade belt tied around his waist and the mutton fat jade hairpin on his head complement each other......

"Future husband?" I looked at the man in front of me and couldn't help but blurt out an uncertain word.

The man's body stood still, his neck twisted a hundred and eighty degrees, smiled strangely at me, and turned back.

This scared me a lot, and I was full of slander in my heart: bastard, as soon as you come out, you will scare me, I don't know if ghosts will scare people to death.

When the female ghost saw the man with her back to me, she showed a terrified expression, kept floating back, and finally fell to the ground in fear and kept kowtowing.

As soon as her future husband's arm was raised, the ghost girl was grabbed by something in the void, and she pinched it like a chicken!

Bursts of terrible screams kept coming, and the terrible ghost twisted and changed like a twist in the air, as if it was suffering a great pain! It's going to be gone.

She threw me a look of distress, completely devoid of the fierce look she had just now.

I think that since this female ghost can sit on grandma's shoulder, I think it has a lot to do with grandma.

I hesitated and said, "Hey...... That one... Can you just let her go for now? I have a few more words to ask her. ”

When the ghost girl saw me interceding on his behalf, she gave me a grateful look, and although I was horrified to look at it, I decided to ask her and my grandmother about it.

"She can't even speak, I see what you ask!" The man's tone was dissatisfied, but he lowered his arm anyway.

When I saw the faint soul of the female ghost, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed for a while, so I tentatively asked, "Are you a little ghost raised by your grandmother?" ”

After all, I'm not ignorant of my grandmother's affairs, and raising a little ghost is the most detailed of all her books.

Sure enough, the ghost girl could understand my words, and quickly nodded her head again and again.