Chapter 3: The Devil's Tain: 3

So after thinking about it, I still have to cover up the 'question sentence' just now with a 'question sentence'. So Wang Shan pretended to be regretful and said: "It would be great if she was still alive, at first glance, she would be a considerate and gentle aunt......." Niece right, right? ”

"Shanshan, come here, come ......" The uncle shook his head and suddenly beckoned to her, in fact, there was only a pizza distance between them.

"I... Tell you... A secret~. ”

The uncle pretended to mysteriously come to Wang Shan's ear, and a heavy smell of wine came to his face.

"I'll tell you a secret, in fact she ...... Not dead. ”

The uncle said and took out the old photo and half-concealed it for Wang Shan to see.

Wang Shan was taken aback when she heard this, thinking that this was really a secret, but when she was about to ask her uncle how she could have a tombstone if she didn't die, her uncle lowered his voice and secretly said to me: "She just became a ghost, a female ghost."

"Uncle, you're drunk!"

Wang Shan felt that she couldn't ask anything today, so she had to dispel the curiosity in her heart and think about finding another opportunity in the future.

"Shan, you don't believe me, do you?"

The uncle pointed to her nose and asked, very sternly. But then he couldn't stop laughing, and he got in front of the photo in his hand and giggled:

"Ding Xin, did you hear that? My niece doesn't believe you've become a ghost. ”

When she heard the word "Ding Xin", Wang Shan couldn't help but tremble. I never thought that my uncle would call the woman in the photo by this name.

Because when Wang Shan first saw the photo, she found that the figure of the woman in the photo was very similar to her "master", and they were both wearing a gray bracelet on their wrists, which was quite conspicuous.

It's just that if the woman in the photo is still alive, she should be about the same age as Wang Shan's mother now, and her master is a girl of the same age as herself. The age does not match, so she has always rejected such a possibility in her heart.

"Uncle, what do you call her? What's her name? ”

Wang Shan asked closely, but the uncle pouted and shook his head, smirking for a while, hiccuping for a while, and singing for a while, until Han Meimei came back, Wang Shan had no chance to ask.

The next day, my uncle went to the cemetery to sweep the tomb and flew back to Beijing, which inexplicably left Wang Shan with this strange shadow in her heart.

Maybe it's just a coincidence, but the mystery and strange behavior that Ding Xin has always shown in front of her coincides with that shadow, making it difficult for Wang Shan not to have nightmares.

The more Wang Shan thought about this matter, the more she felt that something was wrong, and when she recalled the bits and pieces since she met the "master", she really felt suspicious. Especially when she refuses to face up, and always seems to have never changed her age, the more she thinks about it, the more terrifying it becomes.

thought to herself, could it be that the Ding Xin she knew was really a female ghost? No, it won't!

……

This Qingming Festival is spent in such cranky thoughts.

Not long after returning to school, Wang Shan saw a white butterfly fall on the window glass of the dormitory. Butterflies are Ding Xin's signal to contact her, and they have used such codes to communicate in the past few years, and there is no accident.

She seems to be very powerful, and she can have a premonition when Wang Shan has time and when she is not free. Every time I see a white butterfly, it's when Wang Shan is just at leisure. There happened to be nothing to do tonight, so I quickly changed my clothes and went to the river for an appointment.

When night falls, the lights come on and the water murmurs, making the night even more silent and lonely.

Ding Xin stood under the banyan tree in a clean shirt, and looking at her here and now, it was really a bit of a horror.

It's just that Wang Shan still doesn't want to believe that she is a ghost, why should the ghost teach her kung fu? This in itself makes no sense, not to mention that Wang Shan doesn't believe in those idealistic things.

"What are you studying today?" Wang Shan approached Ding Xin and rubbed his palms and asked, "Are you still pinching stones?" ”

Ding Xin ignored her, and asked me coldly after a long time, "Wang Shan, has Han Daqing seen you?" ”

Wang Shan was stunned for a moment, and her heart was full of wild grass. The more he resists accepting things, the more he drills through the cracks to develop in this direction. Uncle cares that the woman in the photo is called Ding Xin, and Ding Xin also knows her uncle, does this mean that he really knows each other? So is this person in front of you really a female ghost?

"...... you, do you know my uncle?"

"We used to be classmates." She replied indifferently.

"How is that possible? He's so old, but you ......," Wang Shan felt more and more frightened, and her body involuntarily stepped back. "Are you really dead? Are you really a ghost? ”

"She said I was a ghost?"

Ding Xin tilted his head slightly, as if asking in a cold voice.

"Isn't it?" Wang Shan was a little trembling. In fact, she didn't know what she was talking about, she should just run away!

But Wang Shan was unwilling to lose the master who taught her martial arts like this, and she was both conflicted and scared, and even a little disappointed and sad.

Ding Xin stood quietly for a while, as if thinking about something, and after a long time, he snorted twice and asked her, "If I am a ghost, and you will also become a ghost, are you afraid?" ”

"What do you mean? I don't want to be a ghost, and I don't believe you are. How can there be ghosts in this world? ”

"Yes!"

Ding Xin replied lightly, and then turned back unexpectedly.

Just turned around, but Wang Shan shivered, and his feet collapsed to the ground.

Because Wang Shan saw a face exactly the same as in her uncle's photo, a handsome but frightening face.

"It's better to be a ghost than to be a human. In fact, it is not ghosts that are scary in this world, but people with evil intentions. They're the real ghosts. ”

Ding Xin walked over to Wang Shan after speaking, she didn't see the steps clearly, Ding Xin was already standing in front of her, and then grabbed her neck and pressed Wang Shan against the trunk. "Wang Shan, what I gave you is enough to make you a ghost. Tell me your decision. ”

Wang Shan still didn't understand what she meant, but at the moment when she grabbed my neck, she could be sure that Ding Xin was a living person. The so-called 'being a human' and 'being a ghost' should be just a description, not a ghost's ghost.

But Wang Shan still doesn't know what kind of position this 'ghost' she wants to do by herself, just from the title, it doesn't look like a noble profession.

Therefore, although Wang Shan's life has been coerced, she can't just accept a position that she doesn't understand.

With no way to make a voice to plead, Wang Shan could only slowly shake her head.

Wang Shan didn't know what would happen if she went against Ding Xin's wishes. Will she crush her throat like she crushes a stone herself?

Wang Shan's existing martial arts were all taught by her, and there was no chance of winning in front of her. But Wang Shan believes that she will not kill herself like this, and Ding Xin will definitely give her more time to think. Her cultivation of Wang Shan will never be wiped out in this dynasty. She at least wants to give Wang Shan a chance to understand the ghost world.

However, ......, these are all wishful thinking on the part of Wang Shan. In front of Ding Xin, there is never a chance to bargain.

"Good." Ding Xin smiled at Wang Shan with disappointment and satisfaction.

She seemed to have a weird smile, which gradually blurred and disappeared in front of Wang Shan's eyes. Wang Shan heard a gurgling sound from her neck, and a feeling of suffocation came over her.

When the whole world fell silent, she seemed to smell the strong fragrance of reeds, a hoarse and gentle voice called by her side, and the sweet fragrance of reeds, Wang Shan suddenly wanted to see whose voice it was. It seemed to tug at her soul and make her yearn to open her eyes and look at him .......

Later, Wang Shan's memory is a little blurred, probably because his thoughts resisted this experience.

Until now, Wang Shan has felt that her acquaintance with Ding Xin is just a dream. In a dream, she met a strange master who taught her skills and guided her to become a ghost. Later, because he disobeyed her will, he was punished by her and was strangled to death under a banyan tree by the river......

But why am I alive again? Wang Shan herself didn't know. Therefore, Wang Shan thinks it is a dream. A bizarre and unbelievable dream. But Wang Shan knew that this nightmare was the beginning of her life ...... tomb robbery.