Gu Yinian ate a good meal to her heart's content, and Grandpa Gu told her a few words before leaving.

She sat on the stone mill in front of her aunt's house, a little unaware of the situation.

My own aunt and aunt, how could I think of keeping her to play.

However, the old people are lonely, not to mention that their aunts and grandchildren can only come back for the New Year.

looked at the food and chatted with the two old men.

This village is called Zhaojia Village, but it is not as dominant as Gujia Village, but less than three-tenths of the surname Zhao.

That's what she'd heard from those bored ghosts running around.

But the whole village gave her a sense of weirdness.

This village is smaller than Gujia Village, but there are many trees, and the whole village is surrounded by trees, and the ground is littered with leaves, which cannot be cleaned and can only rot.

Probably just one word, depression.

Gu Yinian stepped on the stone grinder and tried to roll, it was very heavy, but if he moved a little, it was difficult for the whole person to maintain balance, so he could only jump from it.

Something was stepped on on the soles of my feet, and there was a pain.

Gu Yinian glanced into the room, put down the hand covering his mouth, and went to turn over the sole of his shoe, what did he find.

A thumbtack, relatively sharp, the sole of her shoes is plastic and thin, so looking at the wound with blood beads on the sole of her foot, she is speechless.

"This is the Bloodlight Plague?" She muttered, smoothing out the small wound, and for a moment nothing happened, trying to talk to a ghost.

"Don't run around." My aunt, who didn't know what she was doing in the house, saw her movement and admonished.

Gu Yinian responded, and took a short turn around the neighborhood before finding a ghost curled up in a fist-sized tree hole.

When he pulled her out, the ghost was trembling.

"Hey! I'm not afraid, why are you so afraid of me. She said in ghost language, gently restraining her and taking her back to her aunt's house.

"You talk with me for a while, and I'll let you go."

The ghost is even more helpless, when it encounters such a bear child, what can it do, it can't beat it, and it can't run.

"How do I feel that this village is weird, like a deserted village." Sitting back on the stone mill, Gu Yinian picked up the pushpin that had been discarded on the ground from the ground and put it in his pocket, it would not be good if anyone stepped on it again.

"Nothing strange." The ghost kneeling on Gu Yinian's palm said.

Gu Yinian poked its head curiously, she really rarely saw such a small ghost.

"Why are you so small?" If you don't understand, just ask, she fully plays the inspirational quotes of good students.

"I'm not small, I'm tall, just to find a place to live temporarily." The ghost said righteously.

Gu Yinian chuckled and put it back on the ground.

The ghost seemed to be stimulated, and when it landed on the ground, it began to grow in size, and finally turned into a teenager in a moon-white costume.

Yes, boy, look at the head, only half a head taller than her.

"You've been dead for hundreds of years, huh?" Gu Yinian asked her curiously, the ghosts who generally like to wear ancient costumes are all dead for a long time, and there are also ancient costumes worn by new ghosts, but most of them are produced by underworld trading houses, providing all kinds of stereotyped clothes, as long as they are refined, no matter how big or small, they can be put on their bodies.

The hanging supplies sent by future generations can also be used, as long as they do not dislike the roughness, as long as they do not dislike the grade, and the problem of storage time, they are very useful.

The distance was very close, Gu Yinian reached out and pinched the robe on the other party's body, although it was made of ghosts, it was silky and soft to start, and it was a good piece of clothing.