I had to take out 50 yuan from my trouser pocket and hand it to my wife.

She stretched out her trembling hands to take the money and slowly put it in the wooden box beside her.

I couldn't help but be stunned, she had no intention of giving me change at all! Is it such a blatant scam?

"Ahem......" I coughed lightly, "old woman, should you ask me for some money." ”

The old woman's cloudy eyes looked at me through the narrow slit that narrowed into a ravine, and there was a wooden expression on her face, "Find ...... Change? ”

"Yes......" I barely squeezed out a smile, "I gave you 50 yuan, isn't a rock sugar gourd only 1 yuan, have you forgotten?" ”

"Oh." The old woman nodded and muttered, "Oh...... Change. ”

She stretched out her shriveled left hand and grabbed a handful of bills from the bottom of the wooden box, and reached out to hand it to me.

I took the money and immediately froze in place, with some 1, 5, and 2 yuan notes in my hand. If you count it poorly, it's not enough for 20 yuan.

I looked at this old woman's slightly trembling bloated body, she wouldn't suffer from Alzheimer's disease, right?

It's not easy to come out and mix, so don't worry about an old man.

I put the change in my pocket and asked with a forced smile, "Old woman, where is Luogou Lane?" "Tell me now.

The old woman stood up tremblingly on the tricycle, "Sugar gourd...... I'll get you a sugar gourd. ”

This old guy is clearly cheating me, right!?

"You don't have to take it, I won't eat it." I'm getting a little impatient.

The old woman ignored me, turned away, and reached out to get the sugar gourd.

I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Now I only have 10 trust points in my hand and 50 days of life, if I can't find the Glass Cup as soon as possible, every minute and second spent here will be a waste of my life!

Is this old woman deliberately beating around the bush with me, is it Alzheimer's disease or is there something else? I breathed a sigh of relief and continued to stand still.

The old woman stretched out her thin arm to pluck the sugar gourd from the haystack shelf, and she was so bloated and short that she had to stand on tiptoe.

Seeing her fall quickly, I couldn't bear it, so I walked over and stretched out my hand to reach for the sugar gourd.

As soon as I picked a sugar gourd, I couldn't help but gasp!

Since the old woman had her back to me, I could clearly see her back, and there was a row of fine needles and threads on her neck covered by her unkempt gray hair!

The shocking dark red wound completely encircled her entire neck, and the head on her neck was sewn on?!

I took the sugar gourd, and my heart had already fallen into an ice cave.

The old woman turned around and sat down slowly.

"You're still ...... All right? I squeezed the words out of my mouth.

"I'll tell you when I buy a sugar gourd."

The old woman lifted her rigid old face and looked at me with an expressionless face. Something seemed to be squirming in the slender eyeballs that peeked out from under the drooping eyelids......

I couldn't help but take a few steps back, and she gave me the feeling that I was completely like a robot that had been downloaded a specific program, without any emotion to speak of.

"No...... No need. ”

I didn't want to stay by this strange old woman for a second longer, so I hurriedly walked into the intersection again.

Looking at the iron street sign on the wall, I had no clue at all.

The sugar gourd in his hand is red and white, and the bright red hawthorn is wrapped in a thin layer of syrup. Threaded with wooden skewers, it looks delicious, no different from ordinary sugar gourds.

But I naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to eat this thing, although there is no dark glass cup, but the old woman exudes the chill of a dead man, and the things she sells are probably a little strange.

I looked closely at the sugar gourd and found that each hawthorn had a hole the size of a pinhead. eye, and the syrup did not seal the hawthorn...... Is this cutting corners or an ulterior motive?

I pulled a hawthorn from the wooden skewer and put it on the tip of my nose to smell it, the syrup was no problem, and the smell was indeed hawthorn.

Am I suspicious? I clasped the hole with my fingers. eye, break it hard.

The hawthorn split in half, revealing the bluish-white flesh, but there seemed to be something else inside......

"Smack!" I immediately threw the hawthorn on the ground, and the cold sweat on my body was already out.

Hole in the pulp. In the eye, a long black worm stretched out, writhing its body in the hole and desperately drilling into it.

I endured my nausea and leaned over to look at the bug.

The wriggling body was like an earthworm, but it was pitch black, and I couldn't tell which side was the tail and the other was the head—something I had never seen before.

Do you still have this stuff in your stomach? If you chew it in your mouth, it's even more creepy.

I pulled out another hawthorn and found that there was a worm the length of an index finger curled up inside!

The old woman really had a problem, and I hurriedly threw down the sugar gourd, thinking about what to do next.

The bug seems to be black like the woman in the story the driver's uncle told me - could it be the same thing?

Then this shows that the old woman is definitely connected to Ghost Alley, and even lives in Ghost Alley.

But the biggest problem at hand is that I have nowhere to go. Luogou Lane can't get in at all!

If the left side is blocked, will it be to the right? Since this road is not working, why don't I try it on the other side.

Thinking of this, I turned around and walked to the other side of the alley.

Along the gray-white brick wall, I kept scanning my surroundings.

On both sides were tall walls, lifeless, and at a glance, there was a bend in front of you.

I continued to turn around the road and saw low bungalows on both sides.

The big dark red iron door is closed, for fear that others will come in and steal their own things.

Isn't there a living person in sight here? I was wondering when I suddenly saw a little girl with a windmill running in front of me.

The white windmill spun rapidly, and the little girl ran happily. She was about seven or eight years old, her hair was not braided, her black hair fluttered in the wind, and her white dress was raised at the corners.

It's late autumn, and looking at her bare thighs, I wonder if it's cold.

"Wait a minute." I hurriedly stood in front of her.

The little girl stood up, her little snow-white face was neither annoyed nor confused, only with a blank expression. She didn't look at me, her empty dark eyes just staring ahead.

"Little sister, do you know where Luogou Lane is?" I asked with a smile.

When the little girl heard this, she ignored me, and flashed by me with a windmill, singing a childish nursery rhyme in her mouth......

"On the third watch, the ghost door opened, and the dead came in to count the remains. The living are coming and losing their heads......"

The little girl ran around the corner, and the strange nursery rhyme echoed in my ears.

"Wait! Little sister!" I hurriedly chased after it, but I didn't see anyone. This little imp runs so fast.

I secretly thought to myself about the poems in the nursery rhyme, three watches, the ghost door opened......

In ancient times, the evening was generally divided into 5 watches, and each watch was an hour, which is now 2 hours.

Specifically, it is divided into:

1st watch: 19:00 - 21:00

Second watch: 21:00 - 23:00

Three watches: 23:00 - 01:00

Fourth watch: 01:00 - 03:00 when ugly

May watch: 03:00 - 05:00

Then the third watch day in the little girl's mouth is twelve o'clock in the evening!

I can't help but be excited! The woman in the story told by the taxi driver had to delay until 12 o'clock before letting the driver drive into Luogou Lane - could it be because the ghost lane would only open at 12 o'clock!

On the third watch, the ghost door opened, and the dead came in to count the remains. The living come and lose their heads......

Whispering this weird nursery rhyme in his mouth, a chill hit his spine.

Is it because you entered the ghost gate that your head fell off...... Then my head will be out of place after entering the ghost alley, and someone will sew it up like that old woman......

The breath exhaled from my nostrils trembled a little, and I had just taken a few steps forward when I saw another turn in front of me.

Now that you've come here, let's see what's at the end of this alley.

I continued to walk along the base of the wall, and as soon as I turned the corner, my eyes instantly became spacious.

In an instant, my face was bloodless! The heart has fallen into a bottomless ice hole!

In front of him were low graves in the wasteland...... And on the tombstone in front of the grave closest to me, there was—

Exactly that little girl's picture!