I remember the last time I saw the beautiful flying picture on the dressing box, I fell into a fantasy.

I saw a beautiful woman flick her sleeves and fly into the sky, but she was struck by a thunderbolt and fell from mid-air, leaving behind a pile of white bones.

This time, when I saw the beautiful woman flying in the vanity box, although I did not fall into the illusion, I saw the beautiful woman on the dressing box turn her head and look at me.

The beautiful woman looked at me eagerly and said loudly to me, "Don't believe Mao Yu, he is not a good person!" ”

Uncle Gua's name is Mao Yu, Huang Youyuan once said it when he was in the urban village.

I was stunned.

When I looked at the dresser again, everything was calm again.

The beauty on the dresser was still in a flying pose, as if she hadn't spoken to me.

If it had been before, I would have thought it was an illusion.

After all that I've been through, I know it's certainly not a hallucination.

Although Uncle Gua saved me, I can't fully trust Uncle Gua.

Grandpa Ghost also saved me, but he wanted me to be a ghost servant for him.

I always feel that Uncle Gua is both good and evil, especially when he looks at me with one eye, I always feel panicked.

I still remember Uncle Gua putting the bus driver into the porcelain vase, and he touched the porcelain vase like a baby.

Now that I think about it, Uncle Gua should want to raise the bus driver into a ghost servant, because the bus driver's talent is very high, and he learned to control the dead corpse after a glance at the little ghost child casting spells.

I turned my head and asked He Ruihu, "What is Uncle Gua's name?" ”

He Ruihu said: "It's called Maogua!" ”

Huang Youyuan obviously said that Uncle Gua was called Mao Yu, but Uncle Gua said that his name was Mao Gua.

A person who is reluctant to share his real name with others must have secrets.

I let out an "oh" and took a handful of glutinous rice, a hundred-year-old wicker, a stack of yellow talismans, and a gossip mirror from the box.

He Ruihu put down the note, and while holding the magic weapon, he said, "Uncle Gua, this is too ruthless!" It's such a test for us! ”

I smiled and didn't say anything.

He Ruihu finished taking the magic weapon and stuffed the box under the bed.

The two of us went out of the guard room.

Maybe it was because I thought that this was just a test and nothing would happen, and He Ruihu and I were much bolder.

The two of us chatted as we walked deeper into the corridor of the morgue.

Every time we passed a morgue, we opened the door and had a look.

After looking at more than a dozen morgues in a row, I realized that something didn't seem right.

I remember that the morgue had only eight morgues, with the janitor's room as the middle line and four on one side.

We're now in the corridor to the east, and we would have only been able to inspect four morgues, but we've seen more than a dozen.

I stopped and said, "Captain He, we seem to be stuck in a death loop!" ”

He Ruihu stopped and said, "What's wrong?" ”

I told He Ruihu what I had just discovered.

He Ruihu thought for a moment, and immediately widened his eyes: "Then what should we do?" ”

I thought for a moment and said, "Let's go back to the guard room first!" ”

He Ruihu nodded.

We turned around to find that behind us was a corridor leading to endless darkness, and the guard room was long gone.

The corridor is like a tunnel on the highway, getting smaller and smaller as the eye expands, until it shrinks into a point.

Seeing the scene in front of us, He Ruihu and I were stunned.

It took me a moment before I realized, "This should be a ghost hitting the wall!" Let's keep moving forward! ”

He Ruihu said "um" and walked forward side by side with me.

As we walked, we took out the ritual weapon.

I had a hundred-year-old wicker in my hand, and He Ruihu held a bottle of black dog blood in my hand.

Wicker is to a ghost what a whip is to a person.

Black dog blood is even more powerful for ghosts, just like sulfuric acid for people. If you splash it, even if you can't kill the ghost, you can burn the ghost's ghost.

The two of us walked cautiously forward, and nothing happened along the way.

Just as I was relaxing a little, the lights in the hallway began to flicker.

Judging from experience, this is a ghost that is about to appear.

The lights went out, and a gust of wind blew, penetrating through the bone marrow, and I shivered from the cold.

He Ruihu and I immediately stood back to back, guarding against a sneak attack by ghosts.

He Ruihu asked me, "Xiao Zhao, what should I do?" ”

I don't know what to do either.

I thought for a moment and said, "Didn't you take wax?" Let's get some wax! ”

He Ruihu hit the lighter with a "snap" and lit a piece of wax.

Suddenly we were freed from the darkness.

But as soon as I turned around, a gust of wind blew, and the wax in He Ruihu's hand went out, and we fell into boundless darkness again.

With a "snap", He Ruihu hit the lighter.

I followed the light of the fire to He Ruihu, and at that moment, a head poked between the two of us, grinned at us, and blew out the fire on the lighter.

I couldn't help but take a step back, almost screaming in fright, and my heart beating wildly.

I picked up the wicker and pumped it towards the place where the ghost had appeared.

I pumped several times in a row, but I didn't get a ghost.

He Ruihu screamed in fright, picked up the black dog blood in the porcelain vase and shook it violently, I don't know if it was thrown on the ghost, but it shook me in the face.

However, I didn't hear the ghost scream, so I guess I didn't throw it at the ghost.

There was another "snap", and He Ruihu hit the lighter.

It's just that this time the flame of the lighter is not yellow, but blue, and it is still a little weird.

This situation will only occur when the lighter is not turned on with a large amount of gas.

I was about to complain about He Ruihu, but I found that it was not He Ruihu standing opposite me.

Standing across from me were four ghosts, grinning.

The four ghosts were actually the four dead passengers on the bus, one of whom had a lighter in his hand.

The blue light of the fire shone on their faces, making them even more eerie.

I took a step back in fright.

"Hey, hey! Little brother, life is too short to be happy! Why don't you come with us! One of the passengers said to me.

I picked up the wicker and slashed it at them.

The four ghosts flashed and disappeared.

The blue flames were extinguished.

Suddenly, I felt my neck being choked, my legs being hugged, and my arms being twisted.

This is obviously four ghost passengers taking revenge on me.

At this moment, He Ruihu roared loudly: "Xiao Zhao, it's not good, this is not an experience. I just remembered that the words on the note were not Uncle Gua's......"

Before He Ruihu's words were finished, there was no voice.

He Ruihu is clearly in trouble.

Although He Ruihu's words were not finished, I can guess that he must have said: The words on the note are not Uncle Gua's words.