When I heard her ask me questions, I was a little glad in my heart. This female ghost is different from other ordinary evil ghosts, other evil ghosts basically come up to do it, and these powerful ghosts have some of their own rules, and she won't make a move when you don't touch her forbidden area.

I calmed down a little, thinking back to the choices the short man had made, and if I had been saying nice things about the ghost, I might not have angered her.

"Drift... Pretty. ”

I raised my head to stare at the strange and hideous face, forcibly resisted the feeling of nausea, and spoke.

The female ghost chuckled and took another step closer to me, and I could smell the thick smell of blood on her body, which was disgusting.

I tried to shout An Yihan in my heart, but this Nizi still didn't respond. The ghost beads of the junior ghost generals were obviously a grade higher than those low-level ghost beads that they had devoured before, and it seemed that An Yihan would have to spend more time digesting and absorbing them this time.

I glanced sideways at Zhu Yan, she was sealed in the blood curtain, like a pair of embroidery, I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists, desperately running my brain, thinking of a way to escape.

The female ghost didn't ask me a second question, but stretched out her right hand to me, gently flexing the other fingers, leaving only one index finger facing me, not knowing what she wanted to say.

I don't know what this female ghost is trying to do, but I don't dare to do anything to provoke her. I swallowed, trembling, and stretched out the index finger of my right hand, gently touching the female ghost's index finger.

Rumble!

Suddenly, countless blood whips stretched out from behind the female ghost, enveloping me, and I was already sealed in the blood-colored liquid before I even had time to withdraw my fingers.

All I saw was a bloody haze in front of me, and then I didn't know anything.

"Am I pretty?"

I was awakened by the chirping of birds, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I immediately heard this sentence, and I jumped up from the ground almost reflexively, and scanned my whole body tensely.

What reassured me was that I didn't have the terrifying female ghost around me.

I breathed a sigh of relief and began to look at where I was.

This is not the dim and foul-smelling underground passage of the prison prison, on the contrary, there is a field of birds and flowers in front of me.

I was standing in a paradise land, a small river flowed in front of me, there was a wooden bridge over the river, on the bridge stood a man and a woman, both dressed in the clothes of the ancients, looking at the clothes and hairstyles of the two, it should be a married couple.

But the relationship between the two does not seem to be good, they stand face to face on the bridge, the woman's face is full of sadness, and the man looks impatient.

"I've said it many times, you're beautiful."

Although the man said good things, his tone was very impatient.

"That? Am I prettier than her? ”

The woman groaned for a moment, then looked up and asked, reaching out to caress the man's face.

"We are human beings, she is a god, there is no comparison at all, even if I beg you, can you stop being vexatious."

The man pushed away the woman's outstretched hand and said impatiently.

"That? If I stood with her, would you still insist on choosing me? ”

The woman was pushed hard, like a frightened fawn, and her face was full of surprise and sadness, and after a long time, she asked again, her eyes seemed to be full of pleading.

"Crazy woman, I have nothing to say to you."

The man flicked his sleeves and turned away, leaving the woman alone on the wooden bridge and crying.

I looked at these two people as if I were watching a movie, and I wondered.

The woman on this bridge should be the female ghost, but who is that man? His husband? What did the female ghost mean by letting me see these things?

God? Person?

What did the man mean?

I shook my head and put the doubts aside for a moment. I raised my hand and tried to pinch the vajra technique, and tried to use the Five Elements Technique, but all of them failed without exception, and it seems that I can't use any spells in this illusion created for me by the female ghost.

I sighed softly and sat down cross-legged, just continuing to sort out the questions I had just asked.

The woman was choking on tears, almost fainting, and the weather that had been sunny just now suddenly became cloudy, and the thunder was rolling, and soon it rained heavily. The birds, which were singing and moaning just now, were hit by the wind and the torrential rain in the blink of an eye, and had nowhere to go, and broke their wings in the wind and rain.

I hurriedly got up to shelter from the rain, but found that the raindrops had passed through my body and could not touch me at all. Then I calmed down and continued to observe the woman who was sitting on the wooden bridge crying.

"Heaven is unfair! If God can interfere in the affairs of mortals, there is no reason in this world! The heavens are unkind, I am myself, today I throw myself into the water, I will turn into a ghost, take away what I have lost! Kill what I hate! ”

A thunderbolt flashed, and the woman's face looked hideous in the light of thunder, and the next second, she swooped out of the guardrail on the bridge and fell into the river.

From beginning to end, the man was never seen again.

I was stunned to see all this in front of me, listening to what this woman said, there was even God intervening in her affairs without authorization, and the cause and effect here was extremely frightening.

Time seemed to be sped up, both the pedestrians on the bridge and the flowing water under the bridge were moving at a very fast speed, and after several times of night and day, time slowed down again. A group of men dressed as stonemasons came to the bridgehead and erected a stone tablet at the bridgehead, with three big characters written on it - "Ma Womenjin"

My heart was shocked, this was a woman! Then the female ghost locked up in the cage of the punishment division is not the god of the woman!

The story of Ma Womenjin is still relatively widespread, at least when I was a child, someone once told me.

There was a man named Liu Boyu in the Jin Dynasty, who recited "Luo Shen Fu" one day. Fascinated by the beauty of the water god depicted in the poem, Liu Boyu often wrote poems to express his desire to meet the beautiful water god. His wife, Duan, was furious and threw herself into the water and died. Seven days after her death, she gave Liu Boyu a dream and said, "Don't you want to marry the god of water? I'm the god of water now! Liu Boyu was so frightened that he didn't dare to cross the river from then on.

And the place where the Duan family committed suicide by throwing themselves into the water at that time was later called Ma Nujin.

Ma Tong Jealousy, this is a story about a jealous woman with a narrow heart and a strong personality, but I didn't expect that this story actually existed, and the truth doesn't seem to be like this.

Time quickened again, and I sat on the ground, staring at the stone bridge, waiting for the truth of the matter. Perhaps knowing this truth will increase my chances of escaping from the clutches of that female ghost.

"Four, five, six, seven!"

I silently counted in my mind, and when it came the seventh night after the woman's death, time slowed down again.

Soul Night!

My heart sank. He stood up and stared at the river.

The seven days after death are called the Night of the Soul, also known as the first seven days in the Chinese vernacular, on which the soul of the deceased returns home to visit their loved ones for the last time. And for those who died unjustly or with resentment, this day is the day to collect debts!

"Goo-goo-goo."

The water under the bridge seemed to be boiling, and streams of black slime emerged from the bottom of the river, forming flocculents in the river and drifting with the current. The black grew thicker and thicker, and the whole surface of the river was dyed black.

My brows furrowed tightly, the black mucus was obviously a liquefied ghost, how much resentment could form such a heavy ghost, if it was really as the story said, it was because of Duan's narrow-mindedness, it would be too exaggerated.

When the moon rose to the highest point, the entire river had turned into pitch black, and countless fish were floating on the surface of the water with their stomachs open, and it seemed that they could not resist the thick ghostly aura.

The dark clouds in the sky slowly converged, blocking the moonlight, and a dark figure crawled out of the river bank and landed drenched.

The female ghost is out!

I was startled and subconsciously took a step back, but the female ghost seemed to be unable to see me, and walked in one direction on her own.

I emboldened myself and followed her with my waist bent.

The speed of the female ghost was so fast that I could not catch her at the speed of my mortal body, and I watched her rush in the direction of the town, and I could only follow the wet water on the ground from a distance.

By the time I arrived at the mansion panting, the smell of blood had already come out the door, and the pungent smell made me almost vomit.

Take what I've lost! Kill what I hate!

I suddenly remembered the woman's last words before throwing herself into the water, and my heart twitched, and the whole house is estimated to be all here tonight.

I pushed open the half-hidden door and rushed in, following the wet traces all the way, and everywhere I could see the maids and subordinates who had died tragically on the ground, without exception, they were disemboweled, and their internal organs flowed all over the ground.

This kind of killing is estimated to be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell after death, but for some reason, in the end, he was only imprisoned in the cage of the evil punishment. I wondered as I walked around the dead bodies on the ground.

"Click, click."

According to the architectural habits of the ancients, I should have rushed to the master's bedroom at this time, and from a long distance, I heard a strange noise in the house.

The door to the bedroom had already been pushed open, and when I went in, I almost collapsed on the floor without being scared.

The man was already dead, and a large hole had been cut in his chest, and the black female ghost was holding the heart that was still beating slightly, and with each bite, a stream of blood was squeezed and splattered from the heart.

The bursting heart was splashed with blood all over the floor, and on the bed beside it, sat a frightened woman, the woman was disheveled, her body was half-covered and half-draped in a blue gauze robe, and her face was exactly the same as that of the female ghost in the cage.

She seemed to have recovered from the fright, and with a flick of her hand, a translucent water whip stretched out from her fingertips and snapped towards the female ghost who was gnawing at her heart.

Water God!

Seeing the transparent water whip on the woman's fingertips, I felt my head spin.