I shuddered at this glance, because I saw a woman who didn't know how to describe it.

Oh no, I should say, I saw a female ghost who didn't know how to describe it.

The reason why I say that she is a female ghost is not because I have seen her face, in fact, this female ghost no longer has cheeks in the full sense of the word, and when I look at it from my angle, I can see a messy but extremely black clump of long hair, a red robe that hangs down to the ground and cannot see the corners, and, that is, a face that is shorter than ordinary people, without a chin.

Her face was wrinkled, much more wrinkled than the usual old woman's face, and if I had to find something to compare it with, I think it was closer to the bark of a tree. She sat in the corner of the room, with the most noisy piano named "Jiuxiao Huanpei" in front of her, and her body bowed slightly, like a hunchbacked old man.

However, judging from the color of the female ghost's hair, I really don't think that this is an old man, and her arms, showing a little, are gray and wrinkled, and even, by the candlelight on the table, I can clearly see the age spots on her arms, but I can't tell why, and my intuition tells me that this woman should not be very old when she dies.

"What is this?" Pulling my clothes, Yang Wei asked me with a painful face.

"It's definitely a ghost." As I spoke, I rubbed my eyebrows and closed the crack in the door, adjusted my mind and turned my head to look again, but this time, the female ghost was gone, as if she was hallucinating, and disappeared in an instant!

I was slightly startled when I saw this, and then opened the door and rushed in, but I didn't see any ghosts in the house.

"What's going on?!" I said, quickly ran to the vicinity of the gossip umbrella, lowered my body to take a look inside, the umbrella bones, smoke filled, but I didn't see the shadow of the woman in red, now, I was a little panicked, quickly called the little fat and them over not too far away from me, because, I know, we are afraid that we will alarm her.

Some people will find it strange that they haven't been nervous for several days, why do they immediately become nervous when they see this woman?

In fact, the reason is very simple, ghosts, there are many kinds, the cause of death is different, the state after death is also different, according to the traditional saying, most of the ghosts in white are unjustly killed, these ghosts have a knot in their hearts, so they refuse to leave, but, generally speaking, they stay in the world to ask for help, although they will haunt people, but they may not all harm people.

However, the ghost in red is different, the woman who dies in red will turn into a ghost, which is something that many people know, and in fact, the ghost with deep resentment may also show people in red, and this kind of ghost has the heaviest murderous heart, and it can't be provoked at all, and it is enough to kill someone if you meet one for no reason.

In addition, I saw her leaning over the guqin, motionless, and immediately felt that this woman must have some connection with the guqin.

If this thing is really the favorite thing of the female ghost before her death, then, the best way to deal with it is to burn this thing and go down with her, but it's such a valuable thing, the owner must be reluctant, so, in this case, the only way I can choose is to forcibly subdue her with the Maoshan Dao method.

But

It's gone in the blink of an eye, and the ghost knows where this thing has gone!

Thinking of this, I quickly pulled the ghost in front of me, and the ghost looked around with a confused expression, shook his head and said to me, "I can't see it." ”

"yes, I can't see it either." As I spoke, I stretched out my hand and pressed it on the body of the guqin, put away the gossip umbrella that was spinning in the room, tied a knot on the yellow umbrella, and quickly asked Xiaopang and Da Niu to take this thing down.

At this time, it is useless for them to stay here, they can only add to the chaos, then Yang Wei saw it, he was also trembling, seeing that he looked like he was about to pee, I waved my hand and let the big bull who was also frightened help him down, and then, picked up the guy, and looked for it in and out of this house.

If what I just saw is not an illusion, then at least it means that there is a ruthless character hidden in this room who can't be collected by a gossip umbrella, and, in the past few days, this thing has not shown its head, which means that the other party is also a little Taoist, since this is the case, then I can only be prepared to do my best.

Thinking of this, I pinched the trick with one hand, bit my middle finger, and scratched the wooden sword in my hand, however, I am not from a Taoist family, and my spiritual roots are weak.

When the ghost saw it, he also bit his middle finger like me, and slashed it on the sword, and the peachwood sword body immediately flashed a red light, which was more powerful than my one.

"I'll use it for you." A little discouraged, I gave the wooden sword to the ghost, the ghost held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, but it seemed to be holding a wooden stick and waved it a few times, seeing her like this, I covered my forehead and was embarrassed to say anything, at this moment, I suddenly felt a slight chill on the back of my neck, and stretched out my hand to touch it, red, sticky, with a very strong fishy smell

Blood.

That's right, it's blood.

Thinking of this, I was excited, and quickly stepped back and touched my neck, and under this touch, I finally put my mind at ease, the blood did not flow from my neck, and the position behind the ears was smooth and flat without wounds.

But how can there be so much blood?

Subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the ceiling, and when he saw it, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

I don't know when, the smoky female ghost actually stuck to the ceiling, at this time, like a big spider looking straight at me, at a glance, a large piece of hair intertwined, the gray and blue skin, and the red clothes that loomed like smoke dotted in between, and then looked at the female ghost's face, it scared me goosebumps.

I've never seen a more terrifying situation than this, and I can't imagine how a face is aging and rotten to the point that Cheng dù can still come out to meet people, if I want to say the whole thing, I'm afraid that only the two white and miserable eyes without pupils bulging out like duck eggs still have some shape.

She, smirking, was dressed in a red robe that was running down the chin of the other's flipped head, a line of blood, from top to bottom, hitting the floor intermittently, bringing a disgusting smell to the room