The so-called creepy library is a mysterious log cabin behind the grove, which is the place where the children in our yard dare not cross the thunder pond for half a step, and it is also the place where I am assigned to clean up, which is the library in the orphanage. The wooden house has more than 1,000 ancient and modern Chinese and foreign books left by the missionary Anthony, who returned to China after the Westernization Movement.

It is said that the person in charge of the library was a gray-haired old woman with a somewhat hideous face, who lived alone with a child, and the children in the courtyard were afraid of her, and even the other strong women in the orphanage spared her; Her yin and yang expression was more terrifying than that of the other noisy and strict dean's grandmothers.

Rumors abound: Pony Six-Fingers swears she has seen her finger-long fangs eat bloody children's hearts and brains; another imp, who often eats the newborn babies in the village; If you dare to look at them, their eyes can suck your soul.

In the past, this cabin had been locked down, and it was only unlocked a month ago, and I was unlucky enough to be assigned by the grandmothers to clean it.

I walked into the legendary log cabin with a bamboo handle and a wooden barrel in a pretentious fight, but in fact, I was full of courage and strong fighting spirit, because I followed a group of bastards 50 meters behind my buttocks, and looked back: the bastards were holding weapons with a conscience: hoes, sickles, wooden sticks, sharp stones, and narrowing the range within 40 meters.

Push open the old wooden door, a long "s---queak", immediately scared to pee, looking back, the scum fled on their backs, fart and urine, the backward rat was dragged away by the four chickens and the little five donkeys, the pig's head and three shoes fell aside, Gu head regardless of the scurry, never saw him so flexible.

At a critical time, he was unreliable, gritted his teeth and greeted the ghost brother, "When it is critical, there is no one figure." ”

I mustered up the courage to poke my neck into the house and shout, "Is there anyone, I have come to clean this house at the behest of the dean." ”

I hesitated, and after twenty minutes I kept my cat hunched over, my head in a position of control, and the broom and barrel in my hand became my defensive weapons.

Everything was eerily calm.

When I got used to the light in the house, I suddenly found that I had entered the so-called forbidden area, and the frightened bird screamed "ah, ah", and his feet were weak, and he wanted to rush out of the wooden house, but his legs kept fighting, and where did he still have the strength to walk.

Just as I was about to be in the soft ground, I found a pair of embroidered shoes.

In my life, I have seen embroidered shoes by the dean's grandmother, Tian's, Ah Xiang, and Gui Feng Qiyue, but I never thought that a pair of shoes would surprise me.

But now I'm really taken aback.

These two pairs of embroidered shoes seem to have suddenly appeared out of the ghost prison on the ground.

Strictly speaking, I didn't see a pair of embroidered shoes, but I saw two pairs of tips, one pair of tips were very delicate and delicately embroidered, and the green tips looked like a pair of newly haired spring shoots; The other pair is an all-black shoe, a lifeless black.

This is a very beautiful pair of embroidered shoes and a beautiful pair of pants, but for some reason, I can't help but think, will the owner of these feet have a head?

I couldn't help but look up, but before I could see it, I heard a person say coldly and hoarsely: "Squat like this, don't move, no matter where you move your body, I will immediately smash your head." ”

It was undoubtedly an old woman's voice, cold and hard, as cold as death. Just listen to her voice, you know that if this kind of woman wants to break someone's head, she will definitely be able to do it, and she will never leave only the other half for you.

I didn't move.

In front of this old woman, I never take unnecessary risks.

What's more, this may not be a woman, but a female ghost.

"I don't know the etiquette, kneel!"

This change was sudden and shocked me, and the three souls and six spirits flew together to the clouds.

"Don't eat me! I'm just cleaning in your land, and I don't dare to disturb your thousand-year-old practice, I.... I'll go, immediately, immediately, and turn back to burn paper for you. ”

I closed my eyes tightly, waving my hands with my teeth and claws, and my voice was hoarse to show that I was weak and mighty. Suddenly, the room was brightly lit, and the old and the young quietly watched my disease-free* performance.

"Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit, Ann Ma, Mi Moo, Taishang Laojun Disease Order." I held the Pony Six spell high in front.

"You're here to clean, aren't you? Who are you? "The ghost, her gaze never took off my face, and she looked at me with strange eyes, which were both pity and contempt, and in addition to that, there was a clear coldness.

"Cat Ninety-Nine."

"If you dare to break in, there will be the first one who is not afraid of death, come here."

I trembled and approached them slightly, not daring to look them in the eye. I'm convinced that ghosts don't dare to show their true form during the day. But when I was about to face the gloomy face, I wanted to scream and escape. The old ghost grabbed me with his dry hand with precision, and the soul of the pole was possessed.

I felt that the surroundings were gloomy, they were like ghosts ready to happen, bloodthirsty fangs and bloody fangs that wanted to bite my neck off in one bite, and I carved wood sculptures of clay.

"Raise your head!"

I closed my eyes tightly, and suddenly my chin was pinched by a pair of cold hands, and my teeth cracked in pain.

"Open your eyes!"

"Ghost lord, I, I open my eyes, you promise not to let my soul wander, I haven't tasted a lot of delicious food."

"Open your eyes!"

Weak, I held my head in my hands, pressed against the wall tightly, my mouth opened in horror, and after half a second, I screamed uncontrollably: "Don't eat me!" ”

"Open your eyes."

I was forced to survive under pressure, desperately adjusting my breathing, trembling, and a slit in my left eye:

Old ghost: full of silver hair, not angry and self-assured, with the momentum of oppression from above, or it can be understood as the transparency of time, observing and examining me with eyes deeply embedded in the sunken faces of dead men;

Little ghost: girl, she lowered her head, a pair of white and delicate little hands clasped together uneasily, slender ten fingers as white as frost and snow, tender as soft, revealing a white melon seed face, delicate willow leaves and light eyebrows, a pair of soft apricot eyes like autumn water, clear, as if it can drip water, as if coming from a painting, so beautiful that it is suffocating!

In my 15-year-old world, there is a world of difference between a savage orphan and a gentle and picturesque beauty that is so beautiful that it does not smell like smoke.

"There are such beautiful ghosts in the world, but unfortunately they are not people," I thought to myself.

I tried to find the fox's tail hanging from their buttocks, but I couldn't find it. So he boldly stretched out his hand and made the little female ghost as soft as a boneless little hand, and her palm was a little cold. A look of horror appeared in the little female ghost's eyes, and after her tense body relaxed. She lowered her eyes, and a touch of admiration gradually rose between her eyebrows, and a faint flush appeared on her overly pale face.

It is said that the blood of ghosts is cold. Wen Liang, is it a human or a ghost? Not sure.

The corners of the "little ghost" lips rose slightly, and a layer of excited longing gradually surged in his dark and soft eyes, and he looked at the "old ghost" beside him with pleading eyes, and whispered: "I think, she can play with me." I saw a long "old ghost" sighing: "Miss, you are too kind, the heart is sinister, well, maybe one day she is the right person" I don't understand their "nonsense". It felt like it wouldn't eat me for a while, so I wanted to slip away.

The "little female ghost" looked embarrassed, and after a long while, a few words overflowed from her lips like a mosquito humming: "Hello......." ”

The bass of my loudspeaker: "My name is Cat Nine."

The little female ghost paused, looked at her toes, and shyly, "Maybe we can be friends." ”

I don't know what to do, my heart has already been magnificent, this is the first time in 15 years that someone is willing to use the equal word "friend" to mediate the relationship between the two parties, I don't know that it is the first time in this life to be classified by the same kind, this kind of desire from the depths of the soul to classify makes me a little overwhelmed, how to be in the heart of how to toss and turn.

It seems that the world has opened up a magic world, and my stubbornness is more like a bird that is soaked by the storm and wins weakly in front of this "little ghost".

The "little ghost" didn't mind my dirty little hands at all, and led me all the way to her boudoir, where there was only a lamp on the boudoir, reflecting a wall of books, and several oil paintings on the wall were all her handwriting; A little white rabbit is hiding under the bed and peeping at me, a stranger, hundreds of hardcover books, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, all kinds of forests; The Four Treasures of the Study, the oil paintings of Chinese painting are spread on the table, and on the table is "Analysis of Various Classes in Chinese Society", I turned a few pages with a half-understanding, and the political book that I couldn't understand was put down without interest, and I picked up another copy of "The Scream", which was still very boring. I looked at these so-called treasures of her, slightly disappointed, and asked her in confusion: "Is that all, seriously, it is not as good as the meat sandwich." ”

"There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book, which is more important than gold." She had a gentle and shy smile on her face, a shallow pear vortex.

"If you don't have money, you can only go hungry, and no amount of books will be enough to be used as a fire material for a few times." I contempt the "fallacy" of overthrowing the "imps".

"Little ghost" smiled gently, as elegant as an orchid, pointed to the fragrant cream bread on the table, and looked at me earnestly: "Come, is cat Jiujiu your name, you can eat as much as you like now, but I really want you to study with me, okay?" I have no friends since I came here. ”

I desperately looked at the brioche bread that was more important than my life, desperately pretending to be indifferent, and my eager voice betrayed me, who had never been full, and pretended to be B: "Okay, good, study well, I really want to learn, when will it start, I knew some words in the early choir in the orphanage, I can read, let's start." "I confessed my affection and friendship as I walked to the table.

The girl didn't look down on me, but still handed me a hand as gentle as water: "Scrub your hands, let's eat together." ”

She picked up "The Scream" casually, looked at it with admiration, and pointed to the cover of the book, "This teacher is called Zhou Shuren, also called Lu Xun, the advocate of Chinese painting." Mr. Lu Xun is a big man, and art is only one of his interests. But he has passed away, and the funeral is comparable to a state funeral, with a flag covered with the three big characters 'Soul of the Nation'! ”