Mrs. Chai was tired after a night of tossing. Xue Qian and I are not much better. So the two of us packed up our things and were about to take our leave.

At the gate, I asked Mrs. Chai, "Where are you going?" ”

Mrs. Chai said: "After running around outside for decades, it's time to go back to your hometown, and you can't die outside." ”

When the elderly talk about life and death, they always have a lot of feelings. But this feeling couldn't move me and Xue Qian, the two of us were still young, and we always felt that death was a very distant thing, so we didn't bother to experience her mood, and we wanted to leave after a haha.

At this time, the old lady stopped the two of us again. She said, "Young man, if you will meet me with the same thing as my husband in the future. Be careful. ”

I agreed, thinking: Of course I have to be careful with my own life.

The old lady's next words revealed her true purpose: "If you survive, please sue me, what happened to you...... If, if I am no longer alive by then, then forget it. ”

I was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where am I going to sue you?" ”

Mrs. Chai said, "Go to my hometown." ”

I then asked, "Where is your hometown?" ”

Mrs. Chai smiled slightly and said, "If you really encounter the same thing as my husband, it should be easy to find that nunnery." When the time comes, you'll know where my home is. With that, the old lady turned and went back.

Nothing happened on the way back, Xue Qian and I had a big meal in the restaurant with a huge amount of money. So I went home and went to sleep.

As the days passed, I lived a peaceful life, but my heart could no longer be stable.

Ever since this incident, I have been anxious that some powerful ghost will come to me and take me out of the empty house and put me in danger of death.

I began to ask around which city had a haunted nunnery, but after a long time of inquiry, I never asked.

During this time, Secretary Wang often came to me. In his words, I am a talent. The party and the state should attach importance to me. I was amused to hear this, but I also knew that he wanted to win me over, so whether it was hypocrisy or hypocrisy, I became more and more familiar with him. Three hundred years later, I will hold your hand at the end

Secretary Wang saw that I was frowning all day, and asked the reason several times, but I still refused to say. He didn't force me, but just persuaded: "Brother Zhao, life is alive, there is wine today and drunk today, go for a walk, my brother will take you to a happy place." ”

For nearly a week, Secretary Wang took Xue Qian and me to drink everywhere, knowing a bureau chief today and a boss tomorrow. Every time Xue Qian and I got drunk, and then we were carried back crying bitterly.

I was sad that I was going to die soon, and I didn't know that one day there would be a catastrophe. Xue Qian was worried about when her mother would be able to go home. Seeing that a month had already passed, Aunt Xue didn't move at all.

That night, the two of us were drunk again and walked along the road with each other's arms.

Xue Qian said with a big tongue: "Lao Zhao, you said that my mother and Lu Laodao, did something happen?" Why haven't you come back after so long? ”

I was also drunk and blurted out: "Everything should be thought of for the good, I guess it's not an accident, maybe it's elopement." ”

Xue Qian pushed me: "Get out, the dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth." ”

He pressed right on my shoulder. My wound was irritated by him, and I immediately wailed in pain, and sat down on the ground.

Xue Qian listened to my exaggeration, and the wine also woke up a little, he staggered over and kicked me gently: "Lao Zhao, you can't slander me if you touch porcelain." Let's two brothers, you still come to this set. I'm just nudging you, and you look at you, it's like you've been hit by a car. ”

I sat on the ground and took a breath of cool air, and after a while, I said, "Old Xue, I still have a wound on my shoulder." You're holding my wound down. ”

When Xue Qian heard this, she sat down slowly, drooped her head, pulled my collar, and looked inside with her eyes raised, in a very obscene posture.

He looked at it for a while, and said suspiciously: "Old Zhao, how long have you been injured?" ”

I scratched my head: "It's been a little over a week." ”

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Xue Qian said: "That's strange, why is it still bleeding?" It's been more than a week, and it's time for the scab to close. Have you been to the hospital? ”

I nodded: "I've been." The doctor's sue for me to see you in three days is a pure lie. ”

Xue Qian shook her head: "Your wound is not deep, it stands to reason that it should have been healed a long time ago, there is something strange about this matter." Ay? Is it because of that sword? Didn't the two women say that it was a peachwood sword? If you get stuck with a ghost, you will be seriously injured if you don't die. ”

I waved my hand: "Get out, Lao Tzu is a big living person." What can the Peachwood Sword do to me? ”

Xue Qian helped me up, and the two of us continued to stagger forward. After a while, he went back to the health supplement store, and I went back to the empty house.

I sat on the broken bed for a while, and the more I lay down, the more uncomfortable it became, the smell of alcohol was overflowing, and the river was turning in my throat. I had to get up and go outside the door and throw up two or three times.

By the time I finished throwing up, I felt a lot better. Lying on the bed, a wave of sleepiness hit, and I didn't even blow the candle, so I fell asleep.

In a daze, I saw Mrs. Chai standing in front of my bed, calling me with a sly smile: "Zhao Mang? Zhao Mang? Are you dead? ”

I thought to myself, "You're dead." "I want to sit up. But I found that my body couldn't move at all. I shouted in my heart, "What medicine did you give me?" "But I couldn't make a sound at all.

Old Mrs. Chai smiled and shook her head and sighed, looking like she had succeeded in her treacherous scheme: "Hey, poor young man, just like that. Do you think it's a pity? ”

The laughter of a man and a woman came from inside the dark shadow: "It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

At this time, I realized that there was a man and a woman standing behind her, clearly Chai Ji and the woman. The three men had exactly the same smile on their faces, and they all looked very weird.

Mrs. Chai asked the two of them: "You said this young man, can we save him?" ”

Chai Ji smiled: "Master Zhao is my savior, he should be saved, but ......"

The woman said, "But there is no good person in the empty house, and it is not a good thing to save him." ”

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Mrs. Chai raised her eyebrows, as if she hesitated: "Oh? Is it? ”

I lay on the bed and thought, "I don't need you to save me, you get out of here as soon as possible, I'll get up naturally when I've slept enough." ”

However, Mrs. Chai said, "No, God has the virtue of a good life." How could you watch Zhao Mang die? I can't bear it. ”

When I heard him say this, I scolded in my heart: This old woman is really hypocritical. Why didn't you say that when you burned those paper figures?

Then, Mrs. Chai took out a lantern.

When I saw this lantern, I felt a chill in my heart, and I thought in a panic, "Could she be trying to save me with that snake?" ”

However, afraid of what comes. Mrs. Chai looked at me with a threatening look, then reached out and ripped off the lantern cover.

Inside, a small snake with a wick spitting out it was wandering around the wick. At this time, the wick was still on, and the snake was lying on it, like a fire dragon spitting a pearl.

Mrs. Chai picked up the little snake and put it on my body at once.

I cried out in my heart and thought, "Even if I live, I will be scared to death." ”

The snake crawled on top of me for a while, and gradually came to my shoulder. Then he opened his mouth and bit me down on the shoulder.

I screamed in pain. Then he opened his eyes suddenly.

The moment I opened my eyes, the old lady Chai in front of the bed, Chai Ji, the woman, and the little snake on my shoulder were all gone.

But I saw another dark shadow, full of anger, lying on top of me. He saw that I was awake and pressed my wound. I just felt that it was dark in front of me, and when I looked again, there was nothing in the room.

I sat up sweating profusely and saw the candle burning on the table. And my shoulder started bleeding again.

I looked around the room in a panic, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. I looked up and saw the big knife hanging on the wall, and quickly took it off, held it in my arms, and thought: It's good to have a knife, it's good to have a knife. I'm not afraid of any little ghost.