I confirmed that the owner of the voice had indeed disappeared, so I had to extinguish the campfire and get into the car.

There is a black scale in the co-pilot, like a snake's, but it is too big, the texture is cold, and there are some complex and fine patterns on the scales, which makes people dizzy when they look at it.

I couldn't see the reason for looking at it for a long time, so I could only put the scales away, start the car, and prepare to go home to make plans.

The winding road was so narrow that I couldn't turn around, so I had to drive to an open area above and come down.

It was late at night, and the whole world was dark, and as far as the eye could see, there was no light except for the dim lights of my cart.

At such moments, it would be a lie to say that I was not afraid, and in order to pass the fear in my heart, I sang hard, and when my song echoed in the carriage, my fear did diminish a lot.

I hinted in my heart that it still had some effect.

I breathed a long sigh of relief, but the next moment, my heart immediately pounded again.

No, I know my own broken gong voice, it can't be so good.

I immediately closed my mouth at the thought of this, but when I listened closely, I didn't find anything except the wind.

Is it my delusion?

I tried to hum another song, and in my singing I faintly heard a different female voice echoing it.

The hairs on my neck stood on end at this discovery, but to be on the safe side, I hummed two more old songs, and one of them did sing along to me.

Holy, what's going on?

My muscles tightened all over my body, and even my teeth began to tremble, and I no longer dared to open my mouth indiscriminately, so I could only meditate on Amitabha Buddha while driving in my mind.

At the moment of turning, I glanced in the rearview mirror of the car, and suddenly found a blurry figure in white sitting in the back seat!

I almost broke down, and immediately slammed the brakes down, and the jeep let out a roar and then suddenly stopped, but the lights went out as well.

It was all darkness.

I was holding the steering wheel with both hands, my eyes couldn't see anything, my body was completely stiff, and my brain went blank.

There's a smooth and delicate thing attached to my neck, which seems to be ...... The woman's hair, and then a pair of cold hands against my cheeks, sat there stupidly, as if I felt someone slowly crawling behind me and falling into my arms.

She was lying in my arms, her skin was extremely cold, and she suddenly spoke, and her voice was particularly weak: "I'm so cold, you...... Can you hug me. ”

I'm sick when I hug you!

But despite that, my hands were out of my brain's grip and I slowly lifted up to hold her, her skin was so cold that I was holding her like an ice cube.

Then there was a small gurgling sound in her throat, and she seemed to enjoy the feeling of me holding her, and then she moved a little in my arms and continued, "Your voice is so good, can you...... Kiss me. ”

I'm kissing you, I'm just looking for death!

My head was slowly lowering as my head frantically refused, her hair sticking to my chest and neck, clearly pandering to me.

At this time, my eyesight has been able to adapt to this darkness, through the cold moonlight, I vaguely see that in my arms is like a woman, but the appearance is more strange, her posture is rickety, long black hair blocks her cheeks, but the skin exposed on her neck is miserable white, like a corpse frozen in cold ice for a hundred years, silently but extremely crazy sucking the body temperature and vitality on my body, after a while I feel that my whole body is frozen a little stiff and numb.

At this rate of development, if I really bow my head and kiss her, I'm afraid it will take less than five minutes, and my life will be dead!