Yang Fei closed his eyes, and after a while, he felt that there was nothing unusual around him, his eyes slowly opened a little slit, and he looked in front of him, but he didn't see his eyes, he didn't see blood, and he didn't see a woman. I opened my eyes with peace of mind, and looked into the hall, the dim light outside the hall was refracted in, and the places that could be seen in the hall were all empty and empty.

Yang Fei boldly walked out, turning on the lights as he walked, and when he walked to the hall, the lights in the hall were also turned on, and the hall was bright at this time. Looking at the box on the table again, the box was still in the same place, and when I opened the box, I saw that the golden hairpin was still lying quietly in the box.

Yang Fei picked up the golden hairpin in the box, sat on the sofa, and looked at it carefully, every little bit of the golden hairpin was carefully observed, and he didn't see the reason for it for a long time.

He put the golden hairpin back in the box, and as soon as he put down the golden hairpin, he felt a light breeze behind him, with a cool feeling, and the scalp on his head instantly became numb, and he turned his head to see nothing. Yang Fei thought to himself, the woman who was crying just now must be hiding somewhere near here. I thought: Let's see if I can call it out to talk, but I can't see it, so I'm scared all the time, so it's better to call it out, maybe I won't be so afraid when I see it.

So Yang Fei was in the hall and shouted into the air: "I know you are around here, come out." ”

The hall was still empty, and there was no reaction, Yang Fei also wondered in his heart, how good it would be to come out and talk about something if there was something, why should he always scare himself so much. If I do something wrong, come out and say it, and I'll change it; If you need help, come out and say, I can help you as much as I can, and if I can't, I'll try to find a way. Is there anything you can't come out to discuss?

Yang Fei saw that he was screaming just now, but the other party didn't respond, so he tried again and said, "I can see the ghost and hear the ghost talking." If you have anything, you just come out and talk to me, stop scaring me, okay? ”

The other party still didn't react, Yang Fei was anxious, what's going on? Why didn't the other party react? Don't they believe they can hear ghosts? You have to find a way to get the other person to react. By the way, if it is a ghost who has been dead for hundreds of years, and she still doesn't forget these poems, it means that she must care about these poems very much. I also read a few words to see if she would react, and I was overjoyed, and finally thought of a way to make the other party show up. So she also learned to read the poem she had just recited:

"Sixteen years, you have been together, two hearts and joy;

Embarking on a journey, guarding Nanjing, Emperor Jianwen waved down;

When parting, the gentleman gave each other, and the golden hairpin was an appointment;

Between the doors, Jun Yunruo, return to the feather crown. ”

Thinking of this, he felt that there was another yin wind floating around him, and Yang Fei was overjoyed, seeing that his own method had worked. Then continue to chant:

"Luo and drums, safflower sedan chairs, bamboo horses welcome green plums;

Looking forward to the king's return, day by day, the towel comes to Nanjing to break;

The emperor went, the king was gone, and he did not see his family return;

Father and mother, relatives and friends, persuade each other to choose another habitat. ”

Thinking of this, I felt that the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped by a few degrees, and I felt a sense of coldness. Yang Fei felt that the main thing was coming out, and continued to read:

"The matchmaker persuaded, the father and mother coerced, but they had no choice but to obey;

Wait for a while, it is a day, and it will be the eve of marriage;

During the third watch, in front of the dressing table, my heart cried until the moonlight;

Look at the golden hairpin, if you are like a king, go straight to the hairpin and the heart. ”

When I read this, I saw blood slowly flowing from the golden hairpin. Yang Feiqiang endured the fear in his heart, his eyes stared at the golden hairpin dripping with blood, pimples grew on his body, and he felt that his feet were trembling a little uncontrollably. The mouth continued:

"Blood stained red, golden hairpin hands, eyes gradually blind;

Since then, the matter has been resolved, and the golden hairpin is the king;

hairpin on the heart, often accompanied, green plum and bamboo horse;

The king accompanies the concubine, the concubine follows the king, and then continues the heart. ”

After finishing reading, a white figure slowly appeared next to the blood-dripping golden hairpin: wearing a white antique pajamas, long black hair draped over his shoulders, and his face was half-covered by the long hair that was scattered, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

I saw that her eyes had been staring at the golden hairpin, and she slowly stretched out her hand and picked up the golden hairpin. Then he raised his head to look at Yang Fei and asked Yang Fei:

"Can you see me? Can you hear me? ”

Yang Fei saw her eyes again, looking at herself, looking at herself, looking at herself, Yang Fei was extremely scared, his teeth were clenched nervously, and he wanted to speak, but his teeth were clenched, his eyes were staring at the woman, afraid that she would come over.

The woman didn't reply when she saw Yang Fei, staring at her eyes and slowly drifting over to Yang Fei's face. The faces were very close, and they felt like they were about to touch each other, Yang Fei was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, and suddenly, Yang Fei didn't know where the strength came from, and he ran up quickly with his legs, ran to the back of the sofa, and shouted loudly:

"Don't come here." Then gasp hard.

"Can you really see me?" The female ghost asked Yang Feidao.

"I'm a psychic, I can see you, I can hear you." Yang Fei replied.

"Why did you take the golden hairpin from me?" The female ghost asked.

Yang Fei was depressed when he heard this, which was taken from her by himself, this was obviously done by the tomb robbers, I just bought it, how could this account be counted on my head, and it became what I took from her.

"I bought it, I didn't take it from you, it's your thing, then return it to you, okay?" Yang Fei asked consultatively.

"This hairpin is with me, no one wants to take it away, where the hairpin is, I will follow. No one wants to break us up again. "The female ghost said.

"I'm not going to break you up, you can take this hairpin now, and take it back to where you came from." Yang Fei saw that this ghost was not easy to mess with, so it was better to let her leave here as soon as possible, so that he would not be able to stand being scared by her all the time.

The female ghost held the golden hairpin in her hand, and the golden hairpin was held in her hand, as if her wish had been fulfilled, and her tone slowly eased a little. He said to himself, "Where do I come from?" ”

Yang Fei thought to himself: This female ghost has not forgotten where her tomb is, and now that she has got the golden hairpin, she wants to take it back, but she doesn't know where she wants to go back.

"Do you remember where your grave is?" Yang Fei asked.

The female ghost thought for a moment and shook her head.

Yang Fei thought to himself, this is troublesome, where is the tomb of this female ghost forgotten, how can she go back. I don't know, I can't help her, and I don't know what to do now. Let's not ask about this first, and then ask her if she doesn't know, or ask something else, and see if you can find some clues.

"Why is this golden hairpin important to you? There are a lot of other things in your tomb, which have also been stolen by tomb robbers, why don't you go and look for something else? Yang Fei asked.

"This hairpin is a gift from the king, and seeing the hairpin is like seeing the king." Female ghost road.

What gentleman, the ancient people spoke, it sounded really tired, in modern terms, it was the beloved, and they couldn't understand it.

Yang Fei asked the female ghost, "Can you tell me what happened between you?" Yang Fei felt that there must be a story about her, so he wanted to learn about it now.