Late at night, the moon shadow was swaying, and the moonlight was cast on the cold bed, and Feng's face became more and more miserable.

She lay on her back on the bed, staring at the bed in a daze, as if looking for an exit of love and hate, but the exit she saw was so narrow that she couldn't get out of it at all......

Feng sat up simply, and under the flickering dim light, the night was silent.

There was a smile on her lips, forgetting the dust, she was not the only one who could not get out of love and hate, and soon, she was the only one in your eyes.

Suddenly, Feng Tianxin's ears moved slightly, and a series of rapid breathing sounds sounded outside the door, and she couldn't help but look nervous.

She immediately blew the lamp, hunched over, and scurried to the door, leaning against the door and holding her breath, the rapid breathing outside the door was rapid and slow, followed by a series of small sounds, as if something was scraping the ground.

Feng was shocked, this voice was obviously the sound of crawling forward, could it be the person in the well?

Wow, the door was lightly touched by something, and there was a slight sound. She held her breath and gently placed her hand on the latch.

Suddenly, Feng leaned open the door suddenly, and immediately leaned out to look out, but there was a dark moonlight outside the house, but there was nothing. But the fishy sweet moisture in the air made her unable to ignore it!

Feng leaned out of the door and looked down to see a silver-white waterline on the side of the corridor outside the door, which was particularly dazzling under the moon.

She kept looking forward with the waterline, and Feng Qian couldn't help but tighten her eyes, and she vaguely saw that there seemed to be a wet living creature lying on the ground at the end of the corridor.

Dididi, the sound of water droplets on the living creature's body hitting the ground, was very abrupt in the quiet of the night.

Without hesitation, Feng leaned his legs and walked towards the living thing, there was no ghost on that thing, it must be a person.

When she got closer, the living creature turned back suddenly, the fluffy and messy black hair covered the face, and it was impossible to see the face, but a pair of blood-red eyes were exceptionally bright, and the man saw Feng coming with a heart, and actually squatted up on the corridor, with water dripping on his body, as if he was waiting for her.

It's just that his two arms are particularly weird, as if they have been twisted into a reverse figure, the palms of his hands are facing back, and it seems that a man-eating ghost crawled out of a coffin in the night, which is very terrifying.

Feng Tian's heart was shocked, these arms were exactly the same as when the dead willow waist died!

"You're waiting for me, who are you?" She asked, pausing in her tracks.

The man didn't answer, but stretched out his palm-facing hand towards her, and Feng saw clearly that it was an object in his hand.

She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took it, which was a black cloth bag that had been rolled up. She pressed it with her hand, and inside was a porcelain jade bottle, and she looked up suspiciously, only to see that the man nodded at her.

Feng poured her heart to open the bag, pulled out the cork of the porcelain bottle, and a foul-smelling smell floated out, she frowned slightly, wiped it lightly with her fingers, and the sticky feeling of her fingertips made her frown, she suddenly remembered that this feeling was not the first time she had encountered it, and it was also this sticky feeling on the windowsill of the Chunlai Inn.

"It's lamp oil!"

Could it be that there was a lamp on the windowsill of the inn at the time of the crime?

Feng Qianxin raised his eyes again and saw that the man had curled up on the ground and crawled away with his hands, but this time he was closer, and he could see clearly that the lower half of the man's body was empty, only wet and tattered clothes, and there were no legs at all!

Feng couldn't help but be shocked, quickly plugged the bottle stopper, put it in the bag and carried it in his arms, raised his legs and was about to catch up, but at this time he heard a clear male voice like a falling spring behind him.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor doesn't sleep late at night, but it's to see that ghost?"

Feng Qianxin heard the man's voice, and her heart ached, but she gritted her teeth to hold on, looked back, and saw a gray and white forgotten dust at the end of the corridor on the other side slowly walking towards her, Feng Qianxin hooked her lips and said:

"The master doesn't sleep late at night, is it also for the ghost?"

Wangchen lowered his eyes and smiled, his eyebrows crossed a layer of pale moonlight, and said, "It's okay, it's better to go and have a look together." ”

With that, he brushed her body and turned towards the end of the corridor, Feng leaned into his clear back, covered his restless heart, took a deep breath, and raised his legs to chase after him.

The two of them followed the silvery, wet water line until they reached the well, and there were still traces of the man's fingers on the ground beside the well.

Thinking of that person's arm, Feng leaned into his heart and raised his eyebrows, could his hand have also been broken by life?

Forget Chen propped his hand on the edge of the well, forgetting inward, and suddenly, he put down the bucket next to the well and fetched a bucket of water.

The water surface rippled with the moonlight, rising subtle ripples, Feng poured out of the instinct of catching heads, put his hand into the bucket to check the water quality, as Xingbai said, there are corpses soaked in the well, the water will be polluted by the carrion of the corpse, it will become viscous, but the water under the hand is clear and refreshing, and there is no sense of stickiness.

"There are no bodies at the bottom of this well."

Forget Chen put down the bucket and pondered slightly: "It seems that the man must be hiding at the bottom of this well. ”

Feng poured his eyes on the dust, and said with a cold smile: "The master can say that this is a living creature now?" ”

Although Forget Chen's eyes were indifferent, he also smiled and said, "Whether it is a living creature or a fierce ghost, aren't all ghosts if they are not right?" ”

After that, he saluted Feng Tianxin with his palms together, and said in a somewhat alienated tone: "Tomorrow morning, I will trouble the two head-hunting donors, perhaps, tomorrow this ghost will be caught." ”

Feng leaned and smiled, but did not answer.

Forget Chen sang a Buddha horn to the well, then got up and left.

Feng leaned and looked at his departing back, his eyes were confused as if he was stupid, she didn't know what she was thinking, even if she suddenly stretched out a miserable white hand in the well, she didn't feel it.

The hand seemed to have grown out of a well, as thin as a dead branch, and it was a little swollen after being soaked in water for a long time.

Suddenly, the hand grabbed Feng Tianxin's back, pulled hard, and caught off guard, she fell into the well, and there was a muffled sound of falling water in the well, but it was only a moment before it returned to quiet, as if nothing had happened.

Si Ying slept very unsteadily this night, the nightmare was all about the water ghost asking for his life, the rooster was still dark after the day, Si Ying woke up from the nightmare, scared him into a cold sweat, tore off the quilt, and ran to Feng Qianxin's room and knocked on the door vigorously.

But Si Ying knocked for a long time, but she didn't see any movement, Si Ying frowned, Feng Qian was very sleepy, when she went out on a mission in the past, as long as she made a little noise, she would be alert, what happened today?

Si Ying was in a hurry, and slammed open her door hard, but saw that the house was empty, and the bedding on the bed was not scattered, Si Ying couldn't help but worry, did she not return overnight, or did she go out early?

He planned to look in the apricot mansion, but when he turned the corner of the corridor, he bumped into Wangchen who was going to have a morning class.

Forget Chen gave him a Buddhist salute and said lightly:

"Donor, why are you in such a hurry?"

Si Ying also bowed back slightly, and asked, "Has the master ever seen the female catcher who came with me?" ”

Forget Chen raised his eyes and frowned, and wondered, "Hasn't she come back yet?" ”

"What?" Si Ying was taken aback and hurriedly asked.

Forget Chen said calmly: "Last night I met the female benefactor next to the well, and I met a ghost there

When the ghost escaped into the well, the two of us left, why hasn't she come back yet? ”

"What do you say, to see a ghost by the well?" When Si Ying heard this, he jumped up, and he didn't care about being afraid, so he hurriedly ran towards the well.

In the courtyard, the lights are dim.

It's just that there is no one next to the well, only a green jade hairpin that Feng pours into to tie his hair is lying quietly on the ground.

Si Ying's body was shocked, and he slowly leaned over to pick up the green hosta, his hands trembled a little, and he hurriedly looked into the well, which was deep and dark and could not be seen to the end, as if it had been leading to the Infernal Hell.

Forget Chen sang a Buddha horn faintly behind him.

"Amitabha."

"Love!!" Si Ying shouted at the well, smashed the edge of the well with a fist in his hand, and silently regretted it in his heart, blaming him for being too timid, he should have followed her last night, maybe she wouldn't......

"This apricot family is not peaceful in the first place, and it is not surprising that one or two people died."

At this time, the vermilion gate was pushed open, Si Ying turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw a man suddenly appear at the door, with a slight smile, warm and pleasant, the whole person was like a spring breeze, even if the words in his mouth were very different from his face, he also felt that there was no chill in these words.

Si Ying was still sad, and when he heard this, he felt a wave of anger from the dantian on the top of his head, and he rushed in two steps in front of the visitor, lifted his clothes, and said angrily: "What did you say? ”

The corner of the man's lips smirked, and with a smile, he easily dissolved the anger that Kai Si Ying had.

He raised his hand to brush off his hand, lowered his head and straightened the placket, but this white robe was a little wide, and it seemed that it couldn't hold up and was a little empty, he lowered his eyes and coughed slightly, and then smiled lightly and said:

"What I'm saying is the truth, I'm afraid that the people of this apricot family will die sooner or later, so you'd better be careful."

"Amitabha, what does the donor know?" Forget Chen clasped his hands together and asked with low eyebrows.

The man looked at Wangchen and laughed softly, but he didn't answer, and walked towards the courtyard of Xing's house with his legs raised.

"Stop!"

At the end of the corridor, Xingbai looked angry, looking at the oncoming man, his eyes seemed to be on fire.

The man smiled and glanced at Xingbai, ignoring him, and continued to walk inside.

"Stop! You let me out, you are not welcome in this apricot family! Xingbai scolded again, and her voice was a little louder because of anger.

"Don't forget, I'm the master of the Xing family." At this time, the man said lightly.

"You ......" Xingbai pointed at him, and his angry beard stood up.

He raised his legs and walked towards Xingbai, the smile on his gentle face was shallow, but it revealed a trace of sickly exhaustion, he hooked his lips and said: "Don't forget, this Xing family's property is mine, I didn't drive you out of the house, you should think about my great kindness, and you are still noisy here, uncle, do you say you are a little wolf-hearted?" ”

"You're ......!!" Xing Baiqi's face turned white, and his eyes spewed fire, eager to melt him!

"Who are you?" Si Ying raised his eyebrows and asked the man out loud.

The man didn't look back, but just said a name: "Mu Luoyi." ”

"You are the husband of Kyokojin, the first person in Lingbo City!"

Si Ying frowned and looked at the apricot white figure in front of him, and exclaimed.