The night breeze is a little cool, and even more so when sitting by this river full of ghost stories.

Jin Jiuye's red rope was put on one of my feet, and the fluorescent ball was held in my hand.

Curled up on one foot and holding my knee in the other, I looked at the unusually unfamiliar pond and began to froze.

It's easy to wander when walking, which is a problem that has been around for a long time, and it feels similar to sitting on that big rock alone.

Thinking about some of his own things in a daze, unconsciously time flies quickly, the lotus flowers in the pond are long gone, there are a lot of big lotus leaves, in the pond, there are a lot of aquatic plants densely grown, some grass carp that are difficult to catch are hiding in it and clucking and gnawing on the grass roots, the sound is not loud, but it can be heard clearly in the night.

They can live so leisurely, presumably inseparable from the thing in the water, most of the things are mixed, if it weren't for that thing to hurt people, there is no reason for us to go to great lengths to get rid of him.

Unconsciously, time passed little by little, sitting there and thinking a lot, of which, accounting for a large part of the previous things, thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel sad, and I couldn't help but feel a little remorse after emitting the impermanence of the world.

At this moment, I suddenly felt the rope on my feet move, and when I looked down, the red rope tied to my feet was really pulled.

Looking in the direction of the rope, the figures of Jin Jiuye and the little black fat man moved in the grass, and they couldn't help but feel a tense in their hearts when they saw them like this, is this a warning to me?

A chill hit from behind, the cold hairs on his ears and body stood up, his body did not move, his eyes glanced back, and a whimpering sound suddenly appeared in the night.

I don't know if it's a hallucination, I think something is lying on my back, but something else is good to say, the weight of the two shoulders feels too obvious, silently tilting his head, the rope under his feet is pulled again, I know, the cat in the grass is reminding me, don't look back.

The first time I faced this kind of thing, I couldn't help but feel nervous, but this time it felt much better than facing the cat-faced female corpse alone in the hut, at least I knew that there were two people watching me not far away.

Thinking of this, I squinted my eyes and stared at my shoulder, because I was mentally prepared for the existence of the creature "water monkey" in advance, so I preconceived that there was a furry monkey paw on my shoulder, which was not good, that is, something with scales similar to dinosaur claws, however, what surprised me into a cold sweat was that when my eyes fell on my shoulder, the first thing I saw was not a claw with long nails, but a hand.

A white hand that could still be seen clearly in the faint moonlight.

Well, taking a deep breath, I tried to adjust my mentality, then turned my head to look at the other side, and sure enough, there was a hand behind me, with all these years of experience, I can be sure that these two hands belong to a person, I can also be sure, these hands belong to a woman, I am even more sure, this woman is lying behind me.

Generally speaking, there are two possibilities for such an encounter, first, a naughty woman like Xiao Rou is joking with me, of course, the probability of this happening in the current environment is less than or equal to zero.

As for the second type, it's very common, and I think people here are mentally prepared.

There must have been a woman lying behind me, and it's hard to say what she was, it could be a beautiful woman, or it could be a bearded old man, but, to be honest, I thought at the time that the one behind me was actually the kind of face that was soaked in the river and translucent.

Don't ask me why, if you were stuck in the face with that stuff, would you ask why?

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, I trembled and looked in the direction of Jin Jiuye, and at this moment, the two goods also widened their eyes as if they had seen something strange.

As night fell, the light wasn't very abundant, but one thing I knew for sure was that the thing behind me hadn't stopped doing so unusually intimate because I didn't resist.

As her paws reached into my collar, a cold, piercing sensation made me involuntarily stir, and then her swollen chest pressed hard against me, and I smelled a smell of aquatic plants, a very strange scent, which was better than the smell of corpses anyway.

Her face pressed against my cheek, as if to warm up, and I turned my head to the side, and she slowly leaned over again, and just like that, the little respite she had just gained after giving in was immediately wiped out by her very hooliganism.

"I'm so cold, hug me, can you take me out of here."

Just as I was about to collapse, I suddenly heard a murmur in my ears, the sound was close to me, magnetic, and very good, at least from the perspective of the ears, the owner of this voice would not be too ugly.

The moment I heard this, I really had the urge to turn back, but when I was very young, an old man told me that there was a kind of evil ghost who loved to do the immoral thing of "blowing the lamp and shooting the fire", and more importantly, as a good man who had lived for more than 20 years and was still guarding like jade, I didn't want to have too much entanglement with this kind of thing.

What if she gets pestered by me as soon as I turn around? What if she has to go home with me? What would I do if she was a hooligan here?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt bad, and I was forced to helpless, so I subconsciously reached out to grab her wrist.

With such a close distance, so much time to prepare, as long as she was physical, I had at least ten ways to subdue her at that time.

But as soon as my fingertips touched her left hand, I heard an exclamation, followed by a loosening of my shoulder, and the cold skin that clung to me disappeared in an instant.

Correspondingly, a whimpering cry suddenly came out of the pond covered by lotus leaves, the voice was very sad, very sad, and the whole person cried as if he had been greatly wronged.

Didn't you bully the female ghost and cry? Why don't you just touch it on the back of your hand?

Seeing this, my feelings were very complicated, a very awesome feeling came to my heart, and I suddenly felt as if I had done something immoral.

But this love did not last long, because, as the voice gradually increased, I suddenly found a very strict question: how could this voice not be the same as the one lying behind me just now?