This scene is very similar to the weird scene in a horror movie, Chu Han felt a tingling on his scalp, ran back again, and pulled the door hard. couldn't pull it open, so he smashed it with a chair, and scolded himself loudly while smashing it: "Which king and eight calves of Made, is pretending to be a ghost here?" Open the door for Lao Tzu, and if you have a kind of go to the yard to fight with Lao Tzu! ”

After tossing for a long time, the wooden door of the house did not move at all like iron, and not even a single sawdust was smashed!

Chu Han was frightened and angry, and angrily picked up a bamboo chair again and rushed towards the stairs: "Made, whether it's a person or a ghost, get out of here!" Babble and sing your mother! ”

As soon as the scolding fell, the singing stopped abruptly, but as soon as he rushed a few steps, he felt some sticky liquid dripping on his face, touched it, and suddenly trembled: it was bloody blood!

When I looked up, I saw that on the floor slab overhead, there was a red liquid flowing down the crack!

Chu Han's face turned white suddenly, but it was useless to retreat at this time, so he could only continue to move forward.

Stepping on the blood and stepping upstairs, as soon as she went up, she was immediately stunned, only to see that the ground on the second floor was full of wet scarlet liquid, which automatically converged towards the staircase as if they were being pulled, and then flowed down the stairs to the bottom of the stairs!

Chu Han pursed his lips tightly and continued to walk forward in the red blood water.

The viscous blood was so slippery that she almost fell.

By the time I got to the door of the room on the second floor, the blood had already reached my feet and neck.

She pushed open the door of one of the rooms, and saw a dead man's white candle lit inside, and there was nothing in the room except a wooden table and a few embroidered stools, and the white candle stood in the middle of the wooden table, looking lonely and strange.

Chu Han stepped on the blood and continued to walk, and then pushed open the door of the second room. There were no simple tables and chairs in this room, it was empty, except for a gust of wind and a white candle hanging in the air, only the four walls and the floor were covered with blood.

The atmosphere made people feel more and more panicked, and at this moment, suddenly there was a child's cry and a man's scolding. This abrupt voice not only did not make Chu Han feel happy, but his face turned blue.

The sound of crying and scolding resounded throughout the space of the house at first, with no specific direction, and then gradually gathered and people were determined to be in the third room.

Chu Han clutched the bamboo chair in his hand tightly, and his knuckles were white. When she quietly walked to the door of the third room, she raised the bamboo chair, ready to attack, and then roared violently, kicking the door open, and slamming the bamboo chair inside: "Ah! ”

However, the bamboo chair was smashed into the air.

Realizing that something was wrong, Chu Han hurriedly raised his head, only to find that there were no living people in the house, let alone children and men, only a headless corpse lying quietly on the ground, with a white candle lit next to the broken neck of the corpse. There was not a hint of wind in the room, and in addition to the smell of candles, there was a faint smell of flesh wafting in the air, which could not be smelled unless you smelled it carefully or if your sense of smell was not sensitive enough.

Chu Han's body trembled, and he didn't dare to move in to inspect the headless corpse with an unusually smooth fracture and strange color, for fear of encountering a fraudulent corpse.

At this moment, the babbling opera sang again, and soon it was the cry of a child and the scolding of a man. This time, it didn't flutter anymore, but appeared directly in the hall downstairs to entertain guests.

Chu Han quickly turned his head to take a look, and saw that there was no other abnormality, so he watched the rotting corpse retreat step by step, and while retreating, he kept looking back and forth, left and right, until he stepped on the blood and retreated to the staircase, and then went downstairs to the hall.

As soon as she arrived in the hall, she screamed "ah"!

I saw three naked people hanging neatly on the beams of the house, only a shriveled skin remained, and each of them had hemp rope wrapped around their necks, and their necks were almost broken by hemp rope!

And there was a wooden barrel under each of them, and there was more than half a bucket of blood in the barrel, and the blood was already dark.

Judging from the traces, it should be that all the blood in their bodies has flowed out of their necks that are about to break, and then drip down the naked bodies without a little clothing into the bucket, which is equivalent to being strangled and drained of the blood.

Chu Han only felt chills all over his body, stiffly looked away, and saw a head without a body on the ground, the fracture of the head was also extremely smooth, and the color was strange, if the expectation was good, this head and the headless corpse upstairs should be one, belonging to the same person, but somehow, it was killed by someone in a different place.

Seeing this, Chu Han's heart suddenly moved, and a question came to mind: strange...... Whether it is the headless corpse upstairs or the disembodied head downstairs, how come there is no trace of blood? Since he wasn't bled out, and his head fell off, he should have left a trail of blood, right?

But no, not at all! It's so weird!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Chu Han wouldn't have believed that there would be such a thing in the world.

She looked at the strangely colored smooth scarf, suddenly remembered the faint smell of meat she had smelled upstairs, and then suddenly thought of a possibility, and suddenly her eyes widened, and she was so shocked that she almost threw up!

Cooked! The corpse and the head were cooked!

Chu Han's stomach suddenly swelled wildly, but because there was nothing to vomit, he could only cover his mouth and sigh.

After vomiting for a while, he suddenly thought that he was still trapped in the house, and his face turned blue and white. She didn't dare to close her eyes to calm herself, so she opened her eyes and tried to think about what was useful for this time.

She knows about the ghost month, but now it's not the ghost moon, and there is no chicken head and dog blood peach branch for her to use, what should she do? I don't know where the little paper figure made of silver tickets has gone, how to break the game?

She thought hard about whether to fold two more little paper figures, but she didn't know what kind of place this was, even if the folded little paper figures could get out of the haunted house, if it was too far away from the city, I was afraid that before the rescuers moved, she would die in this gloomy house.

Before she could come up with an idea, the wind suddenly howled in the room, accompanied by terrible ghost cries and screams, and the three hanging corpses and the heads on the ground opened their eyes at the same time.

Chu Han was about to scream, clenched the bamboo chair and prepared to fight, but at this moment, the closed door suddenly opened, and when the daylight suddenly shone in, everything in front of him disappeared in an instant, there was no blood, no head, and there was no hanged ghost on the beam.

Chu Han excitedly raised his face to look out of the door, only to see a young man with white veils standing at the door, his lips squirming for a long time, before he called softly: "Wife ......"

At first glance, Chu Han thought it was a shallow spirit, but as soon as he shouted out the word "shallow", he stopped!

He's not a shallow spirit!

He was not as tall as a shallow spirit, and his voice was different, and when he looked closely, his face was completely different, his little goose-egg-shaped face was as white as a lily, and his cheeks were rosy.

"You...... Call me my wife? She asked lately, Qian Ling and Xuan Yue had said that she had several husbands, but because of amnesia, she couldn't remember what they looked like or what their names were.

"Yes, the wife ......" the young man's voice and face were a little shy, "otherwise, who will damage their reputation and indiscriminately recognize other people's wives as their own wives......"

"Oh, too," Chu Han didn't notice the panic in his voice, scratched his head, thinking that a man from another world should be like an ancient Chinese woman, who values her name very much, "That, what's your name?" I'm sorry, I'm ...... I lost my memory from practicing and couldn't remember it. ”

"It's okay, the amnesia you have from practicing is known to everyone in our own family." As he spoke, he walked in slowly, "My name is Zixi, purple Zi, Tidal Xi, I am your fourth husband, because I was born with a pair of yin and yang eyes, I cover my eyes with a veil." ”

Chu Han's eyebrows frowned slightly: "The white veil covers his eyes...... How do I feel as if I've seen you somewhere? ”

Zixi smiled lightly: "The mother-in-law who reminded you that there will be many disasters in the near future is Zixi's grandmother." ”

Chu Han let out a long "oh" before he suddenly realized and remembered, but then he wondered: "Since it is my husband, why didn't you recognize me that day?" ”

Zixi hesitated for a moment, before she stepped forward and timidly grabbed half of her fingers, and said with a red face: "Grandma is a heavenly old man with a lot of money, she calculated that you have had many disasters recently, so she deliberately did not recognize you, so as to help each other secretly, and it is easy to find out who is the person who harmed you." If you recognize each other in public and get things done, it will not be so convenient. ”

I see! Chu Han nodded: "So you came here in time to save me?" ”

She gripped his fingertips and laughed, "You're so smart! ”

Old man Tianji, in martial arts novels, that's quite a powerful character!

Feeling his fingertips tremble, Chu Han said, "It's still a little cold here, let's go out first." ”

Zixi hummed softly, and obediently walked out of the mansion by her hand, her cheeks still red as roses.

After going out, Chu Han found out that this was an independent house, so independent that there was not even a single family nearby!

Just as he was about to continue looking, Zixi's body shook, as if he was about to fall, Chu Han hurriedly helped him into his arms, and said anxiously: "Zixi, what's wrong?" ”

"It's okay...... Zixi shook his head slightly, "It's just that it took a little bit of energy to break the formation, just take a rest." ”

Breaking the formation? Chu Han was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, immediately picked him up horizontally, then found a stone to sit down, and said without letting him down: "Don't move, just sleep like this for a while." ”

Zixi's body originally writhed twice, but when she said this, she didn't move anymore, with a sweet smile on her face, and she really closed her eyes. After hesitating, he stretched out his arms to wrap around her waist.

After going around the house, he dug out three earthen jars in three places outside the house, and then took out the beautiful man and two children in the jars, who looked like living people, and piled them up and burned them to ashes.

Grandma said that even if she has many husbands, she will be the woman who loves men the most in the world, so even if she is mean, she must get her affection and her favor during her amnesia, so that she can close her eyes with peace of mind when she leaves the world in the future.

He believed what his grandmother said, not only because his grandmother would hit every hexagram, but also because his grandmother had long known that he was born with a pair of yin and yang eyes, but it was only on the night of his eighteenth birthday that he began to really appear.

At this time, he was held in his arms by this strange woman and snuggled tightly, but he did not feel strange at all, but his heart was like a trace of sweet spring, with a faint sweetness.

Although she has never been so close to her, her grandmother can tell her every whereabouts, as if he has always stayed by her side.

From the first time she appeared at Hob Door, Grandma began to constantly hint that she was his future wife, so gradually, he went from disapproving to really recognizing her as his wife.

Seeing that his breathing was gradually even, and his head was really heavy and pressed against her arm, Chu Han knew that he was really asleep.

Think about it, such a ghostly and terrifying lonely house, it is not easy to crack it, if he is not her husband, how can he come in a hurry and exhaust himself like this in order to save her? If it weren't for her husband, how could he sleep peacefully in her arms so unguarded and unguarded?

Chu Han stretched out his hand to caress his delicate and fresh face like a freshly picked peach, but stopped in the middle for fear of waking him up.

"Purple Tide...... Zixi ......" she murmured, "Such a nice name, such a little husband who has paid for me, I really shouldn't forget ......"