"How can the supermarket proprietress appear in the mirror?" Wei Wuxing's tongue swirled, according to Wei Bushu's words, if this rouge box was a ghost eye array, then the faces displayed on the mirror should be ghosts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Bushu signaled him not to get excited, and supported what she and Lin Xiaoman were saying.

The supermarket proprietress said: "Their food is not sold to people from other villages, if you are hungry, wait for me for a while, I will go in and buy food, and come out to share you, but you have to pay all the money." When she said this, she had the same expression on her face as yesterday when she was selling chewing gum to our bank.

Lin Xiaoman said: "Then where do I eat?" I can't eat on the street, can I? ”

The supermarket proprietress pointed behind her, "Isn't it all locations?" ”

As Lin Xiaoman turned around, the mirror swept over the supermarket proprietress and turned at a 90-degree angle, this time, Wu Xing and Wei Bushu stood up directly in shock.

Behind Lin Xiaoman, to be exact, in front of the door inlaid with money, there were more than 20 large red round tables on a longitudinal cement street. The round table was full of people. Or these can no longer be regarded as "people" at all, they all turned pale without exception, and looked at Lin Xiaoman with a cold and empty look.

Lin Xiaoman's chest gasping became more intense, although she was a ghost, she was also scared to be stared at by more than two hundred ghosts.

"This ...... Is this a feast? Lin Xiaoman's voice was empty and weak.

The supermarket proprietress said, "Yes, I'll start eating when Ah Zhen Niangniang comes in a while." As she spoke, the supermarket proprietress dragged Lin Xiaoman to an empty position and instructed, "Don't forget to give money." ”

Lin Xiaoman sat honestly in her seat, and the eyes of the whole table were like knives glowing with cold light, poking her coldly.

Wei Bushu's eyes revealed a breathtaking light, he stared at the scene in the mirror tightly, and the whole person entered a state of imminent battle. Even so, it was difficult to ignore his extremely poor face, he glanced at Wu Xing, and said: "If Lin Xiaoman is in danger, I will definitely go out, I have sealed this room, you stay and don't go out." ”

There was a chill in my body, and he was completely speechless, a word pressed in his throat, but he couldn't say anything. At this time, Wei Wuxing wanted to say a sentence arrogantly: "Father and son soldiers in battle", but Wei Wuxing was very self-aware, and he couldn't drag Wei Unfamiliar back legs.

"Here we are." Wei Bushu's voice was tense.

With his prompting, the woman in red on the mirror from far and near became clearer and clearer, at first she was just a cloud of red mist, and after a few flashes in a row, she was already standing in the round table.

Something unbelievable happened, the villagers stood up one after another, bowing to the red-clothed ghost with a look of fear on their faces, Lin Xiaoman may have been infected by the atmosphere, and couldn't help but stand up and imitate this action.

As a result, the scene on the mirror surface became the concrete floor under Lin Xiaoman's feet, as well as the trouser legs of all kinds of people around him.

Wu Xing's mind was very confused, he took out his mobile phone to look, and found that there was still no signal, and he didn't know if his senior brother would be in trouble for a while.

Just when Wei Bushu's eyes moved to the mirror again, a vague red figure flashed in front of Lin Xiaoman's eyes, the figure flashed too fast, just like people sometimes prank people suddenly jump out and be scary, the speed of this figure is three or four times faster than the speed of the prank.

"Ahh But he didn't take his eyes off, he saw that it was a woman with a late Qing Dynasty bun, and the makeup on her face was even more terrifying than Lin Xiaoman's, and she was looking at Lin Xiaoman with a big mouth that was about to crack her ears.

The mirror was trembling violently, and they knew that it was Lin Xiaoman trembling. Wu Xing looked at Wei Bushu, "Aren't you going to save her?" ”

Wei Bushu squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Wait." ”

Wei Bushu has been waiting for the movement of the family with money on the door, and no matter how terrifying the scene is, he can't forget the purpose of his coming here. He has the mind of a decision-maker, and he must remain clear to make decisions on the spot.

The mirror had become an angle to look at, Lin Xiaoman was so frightened that she sat on the ground, and the red-clothed ghost was looking at her condescendingly.

The supermarket proprietress said cautiously behind the red-clothed ghost at this time: "This woman is passing by." ”

The red-clothed ghost appeared in front of Lin Xiaoman, and Wei Bushu frowned: "Demonic spirit? ”

Xu is too scared, Wu Xing's mind is very clear now, and it is clearly a ghost in front of him, so how did the demonic aura appear? Wu Xing speculated with limited knowledge and asked his father, "Could it be that the female ghost has been possessing animals?" ”

Wei Bushu nodded, "If it can be contaminated with the demonic energy of the animal, its soul power must be extraordinary, it should have been dead for three or four hundred years, and it ......" Wei Bushu stared at the two protruding fangs in its mouth, "It's a terrible ghost." ”

My heart is empty, there are powerful ghosts with spells, and there is still demonic energy on my body. What the hell is this village?

At this moment, the figure that Wei Bushu had been waiting for reappeared, it was the scrawny young man, who was escorted by the road that the crowd automatically separated, and slowly came to the red-clothed ghost. "She doesn't have 'resentment, hatred, greed, and evil', she can help you cultivate yin virtue." In such a scene, the young man's voice was clear and cold, like a touch of ice that was not contaminated with dust.

The red-clothed ghost didn't move, her neck turned little by little, the angle of rotation was definitely more than 100 degrees, she didn't speak, but she had obviously decided to let Lin Xiaoman go.

Wei Bushu and Wu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't dare to slack off. As Lin Xiaoman stood up, they found that the female ghost in red was sitting alone behind a table, the round table that was empty just now was already full of food, and everyone, or ghosts, was gobbling it up, as if they had been hungry for three days and three nights. The way they eat is disgusting and disgusting.

Lin Xiaoman looked at the door with money, the young man was silently walking towards the door, and only one crack was opened in the door, it was clear that there was someone standing, Wei Bushu looked at the mirror intently, as the young man's hand pushed the door open, an old man who was as thin as a dry corpse was looking out gloomily.

"What is this?" I felt cold all over my body, and he felt that the people inside were more terrifying than the more than 200 ghosts outside combined.

"A true craftsman in seven tunes." Wei Bushu said coldly, with a hint of transgression in his tone. "Found it, it's him."

"Craftsman? Are you sure he's not a ghost? ”

"The souls of these villagers are all controlled by that red-clothed ghost, and these seven sect ancestors must have reached some kind of consensus with the red-clothed ghost, so they can appear in these souls as people."

"If the ancestors and grandchildren of these seven doors coexist because of mutual benefit, then what is the connection between these villagers and this red-clothed ghost?"

These villagers are all modern people, and the red-clothed ghost is definitely not from the same era, this village has always been so closed and weird, maybe the red-clothed ghost has actually controlled their villagers for generations.

"It's supposed to be a curse." Wei Bushu said firmly, "This village must have a curse that will bring disaster to the children and grandchildren, have you noticed that the village is full of children, except for the teenagers in the family with the money, there are almost no children of this age in this village." ”