The roots of the hair feel a little fried. After a few moments, the man turned away. The sound of "popping" sounded again, and it seemed to be going inside.

At this time, my heart was pounding, but the more scared I was, the more I wanted to see who was outside the door.

I staggered the door slightly, holding my breath and looking out. In the next second, my head exploded with a "boom", and the blood all over my body instantly coagulated.

At this moment, outside the door, a woman in a white nightgown was slowly walking inside with her slippers. And the woman, above the neck, is empty!

Her head had been cut off, and it was covered in blood.

Although I have experienced a lot of supernatural events recently, such a terrifying scene still makes my heart unbearable.

However, at this moment, I heard a movement above my head - "crunch and crunch".

When I looked up, two blood-red eyes appeared above the door of the compartment, and a disheveled head climbed up. The black face is full of blood.

Her face was dripping with blood and tears, and her eyes were full of resentment as she glared at me.

I couldn't even scream, and I wanted to push open the door and run, but I was afraid that the ghost's head would fall off when I opened the door. I shrank into the corner of the cubicle, where I could get through any crack in the wall.

Suddenly, my hand touched something hard, my little silver knife!

Last time, I was washed by the blood of a black dog and turned purple-gray, and Bai Xi told me to wipe the blade of the knife with willow leaves soaked in water every day, and it would be back to the same in a month.

Now the knife has returned to its former silver luster.

As if grasping at a life-saving straw, I clutched the knife tightly, brandished it and shouted: "Don't come, don't come......"

At this moment, the ghost's head soared into the air, and blood was dripping from the corners of its mouth. Her lips opened and closed mechanically, and she made a chilling sound: "Tuitan...... Tuitan ......"

Damn, I've usually seen a lot of female ghosts in Thai horror movies, and this is a live-action version! The point is, what kind of Thai do you tell me? Can Lao Tzu understand?

At this time, the toilet door was suddenly opened, and there was a cleaner uncle with a confused face standing outside the door.

The ghost head on the door disappeared in an instant. Uncle watched me play with a big knife alone with the eyes of a monster.

I was stunned for a moment, and then ran out of the toilet.

Walking on the lively street, my heart is a little more stable.

Was that thing you just saw just a coincidence? Could it have something to do with the jar that was broken in the woods yesterday? I hope I'm thinking too much.

My head was still buzzing, and my head was splitting.

Hurried back to the hotel, and into the room, I put half a tank of water and soaked myself in the bathtub.

It took a long time to come to my senses.

At that moment, I heard the door open outside, followed by footsteps. It's Lao Zhang who is back. I was embarrassed to soak again, so I quickly got up and rinsed it off and came out wrapped in a bath towel.

As soon as I opened the bathroom door, I smelled a burning smell. I sniffled and looked around the room, looking for the source of the smell.

The strange thing is that Lao Zhang is not in the house. And when my eyes swept to the ground, I was terrified!

A series of black footprints stretched from the doorway to the house, and then turned back to the bathroom door, and came to an abrupt end.

The next second I realized a terrible problem - the footprints were suddenly gone to the bathroom door, so where did the people who left the footprints go?

As soon as this thought came to me, my neck instantly hardened, and my heart beat suddenly.

I stiffened back and looked into the bathroom behind me.

At this time, in the corner of the roof, there was a woman lying on her stomach. Her hands and feet were pressed against the ceiling, her head was tilted back, her hair was fluttering, and her blood-red eyes were staring at me.

It's the black-faced female ghost I saw in the cold toilet in Jiangxi just now!

Slowly, a crack opened in her neck. The crack grew bigger and bigger, and it became a big gap. In the end, the whole head "grunted" and fell to the ground at once,

The head of the man on the ground, a pair of eyes still staring at me, the cold voice in his mouth mechanically repeated, "Tuitan... Tuitan ......"

I screamed and ran out of the room, bumping into the waiter in the hallway.

When the waiter saw me running out half-naked, he gestured to me in confusion, probably asking me what had happened.

I knew I couldn't tell him clearly, so I quickly wrapped my bath towel and fled to the lobby in embarrassment.

Sitting crampedly on the sofa in the hotel lobby, waiting for Lao Zhang and them to come back. Chinese and foreign friends who came over cast all kinds of eyes, and a handsome guy with blonde hair and white skin flew a wink at me.

I feel aggrieved -

This Thai ghost is so fierce, and eighty percent of this matter has something to do with that jar. Was it my inadvertent mistake that put something out and got entangled?

My intestines are so repentant, it's a bloody case caused by a monkey!

Lao Zhang was also shocked when he saw me like this.

"Director Zhang, let's go back to the house!" I bowed my head and spoke first.

Lao Zhang understood, didn't ask again, and walked towards the room.

When I entered the house, I looked down with trepidation and saw that the ground was clean and there was nothing.

I pulled out a cigarette and put it in my mouth, but it didn't light it. His lips were still a little trembling.

Seeing this, Lao Zhang threw the lighter to me and said, "It's okay, let's light it!" This is a smoking room. I'll smoke one with you, too. ”

Smoking is not allowed on the streets of Thailand, and I am afraid of second-hand smoke in the house, but I really need tobacco to calm my restlessness.

Light the cigarette and give Lao Zhang a salute.

After two sharp puffs, I gasped. Only then did I have the courage to tell Lao Zhang what had happened.

After hearing this, Lao Zhang's brows furrowed tightly.

"This thing is really a bit evil!"

He thought for a moment and extinguished the cigarette.

"Well, I'll take you to a head lowerer tomorrow and let them see what the situation is. After all, this ghost is native to Thailand. ”

I thought about it, maybe it works.

The next day, Lao Zhang took me to the house of a head-lowering master, which was the one that the three of them interviewed yesterday.

This master is younger and can speak Chinese. Seeing that I looked up and down for a long time, he shook his head and said that I didn't drop my head. As for haunting ghosts, it's not his forte.

Seeing that the head descender couldn't help it, we got up and prepared to leave.

As I was leaving, I suddenly remembered something.

"Master, what does 'Tuitan' mean in Thai?" I tried to learn the pronunciation of the female ghost to describe it.

"It means 'help me.'"

Help me? That female ghost wants to ask me for help? This makes me a little confused.

When I got back to my accommodation, I felt sluggish, my muscles ached, probably a fever. I slipped into the quilt and fell asleep in a daze.

For the next few days, I was in a crooked state and spent most of my time sleeping. Lao Zhang asked Songen to take two screenwriters to the interview, and he stayed to take care of me.

Don't say it, I'm in a daze, but I haven't seen the black-faced female ghost again.

Three days later, we packed our bags and headed home.