In the gazebo, the middle-aged woman I saw when I went up the mountain didn't know when she came again.

She still put her hands on her forehead and looked into the distance, not knowing what she was looking at.

Seeing her, I couldn't help but stop and even took two steps back.

According to my speculation just now, the middle-aged woman and the child just now should be ghosts.

There are no houses here, and if they were people, how could they come here?

When the middle-aged woman heard my footsteps, she turned her head and smiled at me, then turned her head and continued to look intently.

Although the middle-aged woman's smile was kind, I didn't know why, but I felt very gloomy.

Maybe it's because she's a ghost!

The gazebo was the only way down the mountain, and now that the middle-aged woman was standing on it, I did not dare to pass over it.

I stood twenty meters away from the gazebo, not knowing what to do.

At that moment, there was a sudden sound of running footsteps in the woods beside me, and the sound seemed to be coming towards me soon, from far and near.

I was startled and quickly dodged to the side.

A figure emerges from the woods.

Looking through the moonlight, it turned out to be the son of a middle-aged woman.

When the little boy saw me, he immediately burst out laughing, and while running to the middle-aged woman, he pointed to my nose and said, "What a fool, I was deceived and gave the number of people back!" ”

The middle-aged woman turned her head, glared at the little boy fiercely, and scolded in a low voice: "Yu'er, how can you speak?" How can you be so rude! ”

The little boy was not convinced, crossed his hands on his waist, straightened up his round belly and said, "Mother, I am telling the truth!" He's an idiot! Believe what the devil says! ”

The middle-aged woman lowered her face and scolded sharply: "You don't care about other people's affairs!" ”

The little boy grinned and said, "I don't care!" Where did I go? If he were my brother-in-law, I would take care of him! ”

The middle-aged woman grabbed the little boy and said angrily, "Go, follow me home!" ”

The little boy pursed his lips and said reluctantly, "I just came out and I'm going back!" I want to play for a while! ”

The middle-aged woman ignored the boy and grabbed him and walked into the woods.

The middle-aged woman smiled politely at me as she passed me, and that smile was full of kindness.

The little boy winked mischievously at me and said mischievously, "Big fool, remember, don't trust any ......"

Before the little boy finished speaking, the middle-aged woman slapped the little boy's ass fiercely and scolded him: "What nonsense? Hurry up and get me away! ”

The middle-aged woman led the little boy into the woods, and after a while he disappeared, only the faint sound of their footsteps could be heard.

I stood still, looking at the black woods, thinking about what the little boy had just said.

He said I was a fool and had been deceived by a ghost.

If the little boy hadn't said anything about my blackened and bad luck on my head when I went up the mountain, I would have thought that the little boy was an open-mouthed child.

But now I have to think hard about what the little boy meant.

He said I was deceived, and I was still a ghost, could it be that he was talking about a ghost grandfather?

But Grandpa Ghost is a good ghost, not only told me how to solve the mystery, but also passed on the "Ghost Boy Technique" to me.

This kindness is simply unrequitable!

And I'm convinced that since there are good people and bad people, then ghosts must be the same.

So who is the ghost he is talking about?

I don't know any ghosts other than the child and mother ghosts.

And the last words of the little boy, he said not to believe anything......

He's talking about people? Or a ghost?

I think what the little boy said was too arbitrary, too absolute, and it was not true to believe anyone or any ghost.

In this world, the people I trust the most are my parents, followed by my second uncle.

If I don't even trust my parents, who else can I trust?

Not to mention my parents, even my second uncle is worthy of trust.

For the sake of me, the second uncle actually went to do the thing of passing on bad luck and looking for a substitute for the dead ghost, which shows that he is really for my good.

The second uncle did this, which was particularly damaging to yin morality, and he would go to eighteen layers of hell after death.

Thinking that the second uncle is now dead, I can't help but feel extremely sad in my heart.

Maybe the second uncle's ghost has been thrown to the eighteenth layer of hell, and is going up the knife mountain, down the sea of fire, and into the oil pot.

I once heard the second uncle say that some yin and yang masters who can walk the yin can rescue the yin souls who are trapped in the eighteenth layer of hell and suffering.

If I can become such a yin and yang master, I must rescue my second uncle.

Just when I was thinking about my second uncle, a familiar voice came into my ears: "Uncle, settle the bill for me!" ”

Hearing this voice, my heart couldn't help but tremble.

I followed the prestige, and the little ghost boy stood in front of me at some point, grinning at me, and he raised his right hand high, holding the original note in his hand.

I couldn't help but take a step back, and the little ghost boy followed me forward.

I stepped back again, and the little ghost boy followed me forward again.

We are always one step apart.

As I stepped back to the side of the road, I felt like I had hit something, soft and bouncy.

I couldn't help but turn my head, but I looked at the mother of the little ghost child.

She looked at me with a blank expression and a hollow look in her eyes, her pupils reflecting my figure.

At this moment, my face was only ten centimeters away from hers, and I could feel the yin qi exhaled from her nose.

I couldn't help but scream and sat down on the ground.

The little ghost boy walked up to me, held up the money in his hand, grinned and said, "Uncle, settle the bill for me!" ”

I don't know where the courage came from, maybe I've had enough of these days of worrying life, and I suddenly screamed hoarsely: "Why do you want to hurt me? Who am I a sacrifice? ”

As if he hadn't heard me, the little ghost boy continued to hold up the money in his hand and grinned.

"Get out of here!" I threw my arm up and threw my fist at the little ghost child.

My fist went through the little ghost child's body and slammed into the air.

The little ghost boy was enraged by me, and he bared his black teeth, threw himself at me, and grabbed me by the neck with his little hands.

The little ghost boy has a lot of strength, just like a strong man.

I was pinched and couldn't breathe, and my tongue stuck out.