After the three of us were ready, we didn't dare to delay for a moment, and rushed all the way to Mr. Fang's house, and before we entered the door, we smelled a strong smell of blood, which was very smoky. There was only a crack in the door, and the three of us opened it and walked in as we watched.

Every window was covered by curtains, and the whole room became unusually dark. An Chen stepped forward to open the curtains and open the windows to breathe. The room became bright, but the blood stains on the white walls were like plum blossoms blooming in the cold winter wax moon.

We found him in Mr. Fang's bedroom, and the flower shirt had already been stained red with blood, and it was impossible to distinguish the pattern on it. When he saw us, he grabbed us as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and quickly crawled to the ghost's feet, grabbing the ghost's shoes with trembling hands.

"I beg you, please, please, you. Help, save my wife. He looked panicked, and there was nothing else to say but repeat it.

An Chen looked around, trying to find his wife and see what was going on. In this situation, even if the palace maid is worthy of pity, what should these people who were taken by her take their lives?

When we got to the bathroom, An Chen and I couldn't tell that it was still a woman, and it was really impossible for Mr. Fang to let us save his wife. Because what we see is not even a complete person, a bath of blood, soaked in human entrails, and embroidered shoes dripping with blood on the toilet seat.

I resisted the desire to vomit, and every time I saw such a picture, it was a challenge to my limits, but this time I could see clearly that there were two big human eyes hanging on the heels of those embroidered shoes, which were much bigger than the marbles I played with when I was a child. I could see my shadow in those round eyes, and she must be very unwilling to die.

"Let's take these embroidered shoes! After all, this is also a person. An Chen looked at the bloody embroidered shoes with a complicated expression.

"An Chen, you give me a little different feeling." I saw a trace of astonishment flash in An Chen's eyes, and patted his hand gently.

"All we can do is observe the scene and see if the murders are committed by ghosts or humans, and the rest will be left to the police."

"Brother, what did you find?"

"Just like the driver's death, the whole person was made into embroidered shoes, and his wife must have worn them."

The ghost nodded at me, "I just asked, he gave his wife a pair of shoes, and I just told him about the recent incidents. He's had his assistant contact those 100 consumers, and so far more than a dozen have died. After saying that, she squatted in front of the toilet bowl and carefully observed the embroidered shoes.

"You must not have imagined that everywhere the poster goes, there will be murders, and these news have long been blocked. We met the death of the driver that day, and they originally wanted to wait for the poster to be replaced that night, but they died before they could change it. ”

"What do you want to do about this? Do you really want to kill that palace maid? An Chen, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, he didn't mean to kill the palace maid.

"If she continues to kill people, I will not hesitate to kill her with my own hands." No matter how An Chen didn't think about it, I was still firm in my inner thoughts, no matter how many grievances she had, but these people in front of me were made into embroidered shoes one by one, should they die? I should give them an explanation.

The ghost patted me on the shoulder and whispered, "Spare that child." ”

I looked at the pity in her eyes and nodded at her, and the ghost smiled in response and said, "We're going to find a venue, it's time to put an end to this." ”

"As long as you don't hurt that palace maid, I'll have no problem." An Chen looked at us with a resolute expression, and he made me a little unable to guess his thoughts.

"Tonight, you're going to learn a lot." The ghost said meaningfully, the two of us discussed the countermeasures for the night with Mr. Fang, and finally chose a remote playground, and the place was provided by Mr. Fang.

In the dark night, the playground was empty, and even the wind and grass could be heard clearly. An Chen and I climbed to the nearest tree to the ghost and observed the situation below.

According to the requirements of the ghosts, eight large embroidered shoe posters, the front and back are the same, enclosing an octagon. Each poster is crossed by a red rope in the middle. The only poster is not connected by a red rope, and the ghost says it's a door for the wraith. In the center of the octagonal shape are 100 pairs of embroidered shoes that were previously sold, forming a small mountain. Eight white candles are placed on the front of the shoes.

The ghost is dressed in red, with pointed teeth of unknown animals on its forehead. At this time, the makeup she painted belonged to the kind of heavy makeup, and at first glance it looked a bit like the kind of seductive female ghost played on TV.

A familiar sound came from her mouth, and for about three or four minutes, the ghost put down the Xun and danced around the candle barefoot.

"Soul Dance." Although An Chen said it quietly, I still heard it, and I didn't want to poke it on the spot, so I pretended not to hear it and continued to observe the movement below.

After a while, the surrounding branches trembled, and a gust of wind swept through the body. More than a dozen souls from far and near, one by one, floated into the octagon in an orderly manner, and surrounded the pile of embroidered shoes.

When I saw them, I instantly understood what the white sticks I saw in the subway were all about.

Each of the dead souls is not as bloody and tragic as we see their corpses. They seemed to be hung in the air with white bones by a force, and they wore embroidered shoes on their feet, and at the heels, two eyeballs were particularly eyeballs. Only then did I notice that their eye sockets were actually two large black holes. Among the spirits, I saw the subway driver because of the uniform he was wearing, though it was clear that his embroidered shoes were a little pinched.

The spirits didn't stop dancing, and we stayed here and didn't move. The tree was sprinkled with soot, and the spirits said that the spirits would not see us.

Suddenly, a familiar figure floated in front of my eyes, it was her, the palace maid who appeared in my dream. As the ghost said, if An Chen's story is true, then she will definitely appear. I watched her silently approach the ghost until she floated into the octagon. An Chen and I jumped off the tree with quick movements, pulled out the red rope from the rest of the posters, and tied two bells to each of them. I asked An Chen to tie the bell tightly outside, and dodged and followed into the octagon. The palace maid's appearance was not as scary as I expected, she was just pale.

"It's time for you to stop, these embroidered shoes are all your child's own, we'll give him back to you, you take him away!"

"Give it back to me? How to return? You dug up my grave and then took my children. Since you like embroidered shoes so much, then I will help you make embroidered shoes. You see how beautiful the shoes they wear on their feet. The woman's voice was thin and pitiful, but the words in her mouth were not very pleasant.

The woman in front of me seems to be weak, but she has the ability to appear in Mr. Fang's house during the day, she must be very resentful, this time I will not be soft-hearted, let alone let her go.