A flash of lightning tore a crack in the silent night sky, thunder rolled, rain poured down, and icy air filled the tent.

I woke up from my sleep, barefoot, standing at the door of the tent.

Since I returned from Tianmen Village, I haven't been able to sleep peacefully for several nights, and the familiar face on the strange golden needle in Mr. Li'er's hand will always appear in my dreams.

It was an old black face, hideous, with bright red blood flowing from the corners of his lips, and his eyelids were black and purple like a dead man, like a devil, terrible and terrifying.

Why does Lao Li'er's golden needle have an old black face? Could it be that Lao Hei has been robbed of his life!

The golden needle, like a bolt of lightning, pierced into my heart.

I stood naked at the door of the construction tent, taking a long breath of moist air, trying to pour out all the fears in my dreams.

Not far away, there was an old grave circle, occasionally a lightning bolt crossed, and under the dazzling white light, the graves swayed out long black shadows, like a group of wild beasts with teeth and claws.

Tonight, Lao Heilang urged me to go out to drink without returning home, leaving me alone to guard the construction site.

A huge construction site, a wilderness, an empty construction tent, I am alone.

Thunder surged as if to break the sky, and you could see the dark clouds rolling in the sky illuminated by lightning. {1 + Ben{Read} Novel YBDU

In a trance, I seemed to see a shadow in the dark field, and that shadow was in the direction of the graveyard not far from the tent, and he floated left and right, up and down, like a marionette.

In the light of lightning, I could see clearly that it was a person, and this person was strange.

The rain outside was pouring and raining, and instead of holding an umbrella, he was wearing a red robe, which was dragged to the ground with a long coat, and his blood-red skirt was particularly dazzling under the electric light.

My heart was beating wildly, this construction site is a newly built ring road at the junction of urban and rural areas, I am a technician of this construction team, the construction site is located in a remote area and almost a road built on farmland, even in broad daylight, only road repair workers are on the construction site.

It's now half past three in the morning, in the suburbs where no one will show up at all, how can there be people? Not to mention that it's still raining outside.

The construction tent was newly erected, all the power facilities were not yet complete, and the only lighting tools were a few slender white candles.

Another bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and there was only a moment of light, and the white electric light turned into bottomless darkness.

I could see the man clearly, with shoulder-length hair, running like a madman from left to right, and from right to left, and the red dress floating in the air instead of being wet from the rain. She slammed her feet into the mud, and this was not a person at all!

The night was getting stronger and stronger, and the rolling thunder had already thrown the whole world into hell, and the wind blew through my body coldly, blowing on my cheeks, as if trying to rip off this layer of human skin.

My throat was so dry and painful that I didn't even dare to twist my neck, and my whole body seemed to freeze.

My brain was blank, everything was so terrifying, and now I only had one thought, which was to leave this ghost place, but it was raining outside, and the car was driven away by the old black, not to mention that there was a ghost in red who was not human at all.

Behind me was the wire bed, and I stepped back to the side of the bed, for fear that the ghosts outside would hear it, and the cold ground spread from the soles of my feet to my entire body.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and I couldn't see her, and I pretended that she couldn't see me either, and it took me a while before I touched the edge of the bed, jumped into the bed like a rabbit, and covered my head.

I felt like a frightened pheasant now, and when frightened, the pheasant would bury its head in the dirt and shake its buttocks, and it thought the hunter could not see it.

I did think the ghost couldn't see me, stupid enough.

In fact, she seemed to have come to the bedside, and I could feel the air around me gradually getting colder, like a large ice cellar, and the cold air penetrated my skin through the silk quilt, and I kept shivering and sweating.

I could feel her staring coldly at me huddled in a ball, a hunting hunter looking at her prey mockingly, and couldn't help but let out a sneer.

It was a woman's voice, and the muscles in my whole body were already stiff, and I couldn't move, and I didn't move.

I lay on the bed, curled up my legs as if kneeling, covered with silk quilts, nervous mood made my thighs cramp, painful cold sweat, I gritted my teeth and wanted to stretch my legs little by little.

A strange feeling in my back spread all over my body, and that feeling was getting worse a little bit, it was a cold hand caressing my back through the silk, no, it was a pair of fingernails scratching me.

My scalp exploded, my heart was about to jump out of my throat, and I pushed the quilt away and jumped up from the bed, the wire bed was so elastic that I almost overturned the tent.

I pushed the silk quilt out, and just as another lightning bolt crossed the sky, I saw the snow-white quilt covering the strange person, and her long red dress peeking out of the quilt.

My leg cramps were so bad that I didn't want to live. But at the moment, I didn't care so much, I jumped on the bed hard, using the power of the wire bed ejection plus the strength of my body to kick the wrapped person, this kick didn't dare to say that it was groundbreaking, at least I used the strength of my life.

I heard the quilt make a weak pop, I didn't control my body with too much force, I fell to the ground in a suspended position, ate a mouthful of mud, and kicked it in the air!

Obviously, he really kicked on the quilt, but the quilt was empty, and the woman in red just now was gone!

I rolled on the ground and got under the wire bed, and a damp breath came into my nose.

The rain around me was pounding on the tent violently, crackling and crackling, and the hypnotic sound of the rain was like a rush at the moment, and I listened to the sound except for the rain, and beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down my head.

I haven't cleaned under the bed for a long time, I feel that my face is covered with cobwebs, itchy, and I don't dare to scratch or move, but there seem to be more and more cobwebs, I can't stand it, I reached out to wipe my face.

Mom! It's a spider's web, it's obviously a big clump of black hair!

Then a high-pitched female voice burst into my scalp, piercing and deafening.

The female ghost was under the bed with my head on top of my head, and this sound caused my heart to stop suddenly, and I almost died suddenly, and I hurriedly rolled out of the bed, turning over twice, just under the dark bed.

Before I could react, my eyes were green, and a green, rotten old face was opposite the tip of my nose, and her swarthy and uneven mouth let out another scream, and the rotten teeth were like steel needles.

At this moment, my brain exploded, this woman in red turned out to be the hunchbacked old lady in Tianmen Village!

I really couldn't hold it, my tensed nerves completely exploded, and I rolled my eyes and fainted.

I don't know how long I was in a coma, but in a daze, a pair of cold hands inserted into my underwear, and the rough palms instigated my collarbones.

A chill hit my body, and I sat up in fright.

The sky was already bright, and it was still raining sparsely outside the tent.

Nightmare? Another nightmare?

I twisted my head in panic and looked around, the terrifying female ghost was no longer there, and it would not exist at all, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Spring dreams again?" It's the voice of the old black.

I turned my head to look at him, he was carrying soy milk fritters in his hand, and his eyebrows were dancing at me, this was my partner Wang Tiejun, a dark-skinned man who owned a van. He also came here after graduating from university, and as a brother and sister, we had a good relationship in private. Because of working in the scorching sun every day, he was originally dark, but he became even darker, and no one on the construction site called him by name, but called him old black, dark black.

I frowned, the dream was so real, I didn't come to my senses for a while: "Fuck, I have fucking nightmares every day." ”

Lao Hei handed me breakfast: "It seems that you are scared from Tianmen Village, wash up and eat quickly, you are going to work." ”

I pushed away the quilt and took breakfast, shook my dizzy head, went to work at nine o'clock, looked at my watch, and it was eight thirty.

My name is Na Ling, my milk name is the second dog, I was weak and sick when I was a child, and my grandmother obtained a cheap name, saying that it was good to feed. After graduating from university, I was officially unemployed, and after several rounds, I came to this construction team as a highway survey technician. Say it's a technician, but in fact, if you pull out ten people in the crowd at random, nine of them can do this, and there is no technical skill at all.

It was almost noon after washing and eating breakfast, and it was almost noon, and the sky was still gloomy with light rain, and there was no way to construct in this kind of ghost weather.

Lao Hei and I are like two hazy rats, squatting in the tent of the construction site, blowing cowhides and smoking stuffy cigarettes and looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

The raindrops crackled against the tent, one moment it was as rapid as the drum beat of a musician, and the other it was sparse like the bifurcated excrement of a prostate patient.

Lao Hei flicked the cigarette in his hand and said to me, "Second brother, do you think there are any ghosts in this world?" ”

I leaned against the iron pole supporting the tent and said, "Of course, I saw a female ghost in red last night, and it scared me to death." ”

Lao Hei stretched out his hand, put his arm on my shoulder, and comforted me: "Don't think about it, you are just frightened by the matter of Tianmen Village, how can there be any stealing life, if there is really such a good thing, how many hundred-year-old old monsters must be in this world!" ”

I took out the wooden sign around my neck and showed him: "Don't believe it, this is the amulet my grandmother gave me, I was weak when I was a child, and I almost couldn't support it, and this thing didn't save me." ”

Speaking of this, I thought of the tears flashing in my grandmother's eyes at that time, she took out this wooden square card from her arms and handed it to me, turned around and walked out of the courtyard, her staggering steps were full of traces of time, her thin figure leaned on the door frame outside the courtyard, and her lonely and desolate back image was waiting for her lover to return.

I continued: "When I was a child in the countryside, there was a haunted pear orchard in our village, and the pear pimples hung all over the trees, but no one dared to go in, and it was so evil that many people thought they were bold enough to go in and pick pears, but they were all hung on the trees and hanged. Later, a Taoist surnamed Qin came, cut off his left hand and buried it in the pear orchard, and there was no ghost again. Later, Qin Daochang left and left this wooden plaque to my grandmother, and my grandmother left it to me. ”