It was completely instinctive, and I was stunned on the spot. The face that suddenly appeared in front of me was so close to me that I could even feel his cold breathing. His face was pale, as if a human skin had been coated with a thick layer of white paint, completely bloodless.

His eyes widened. Staring at me without blinking. I have just seen the dead man lying on the wooden plank, and I will not be mistaken, the face of the dead man is exactly the same as the one I saw in front of me, and if I had to say otherwise, the face in front of me would be even whiter, and his head was covered with a large number of motionless bugs!

The bugs were densely packed, the big ones were bigger than the thumb, and the small ones seemed to be able to burrow into people's pores, and what made people shudder even more was that there were so many bugs hanging between me and that face. The insect didn't move, it didn't lie on that face, it was so weirdly floating, the cold wind blew into the broken house through the doors and windows, and finally, the worm that had been motionless squirmed!

It all happened in just a second or two. But I couldn't move, my back was cold, and I felt as if hours had passed, all the while I was confronted with that face. There was a grim smile coming out of his mouth, and the cold air was blowing on my face, and I finally had some reaction.

However, just as I could react, the face suddenly ran out the door. In the blink of an eye, under the faint moonlight, he had floated out of the dilapidated house. After a few violent twitches in my heart, I chased outside. I'm not afraid, it's a natural function of my body to be scared.

That person's speed is not fast, as long as I keep chasing, I can definitely catch up. However, just as I was about to run to the door, the small wooden door suddenly closed, and I subconsciously took a step back, but the expected danger did not happen, and I reached out to open the door, but the door suddenly seemed to be locked. There is simply no way to open.

My reaction was not slow, the door wouldn't open, I just went out through the window! I strode to the ledge, and jumped out. Outside, the night was dark. After the time was delayed, the face no longer knew where it had gone. I looked around, and eventually, I gave up looking.

I turned around and walked over to the dilapidated house, and it was not only the human face that was strange, but also the wooden door that had suddenly closed. The wooden door is old-fashioned, divided into two halves, left and right, when the door is closed, there is clearly no wind, if it is not for someone to use their hands, the door is impossible to close.

Strangely, however, the door closed with my own eyes, and I could not open it from the inside.

And when I walked to the door of the broken house, it was not locked at all, and the ghost light spilled through the crack in the door, leaving a bleak light and shadow on the ground in the broken house.

Sailor and the villagers still didn't keep up, and Rao I, a person who had never believed in ghosts and gods, was almost frightened, let alone these simple villagers. I walked back cautiously, always believing that since it happened, there was a reason for it to happen.

I pondered as I walked towards the interior of the village.

At the same time, I was still on the lookout, but after a while, there was another scream from the village, and I quickened my pace and ran towards the crowd. When I saw the crowd, a lot of people were so scared that they sat down on the ground, and Syroel was so scared that she almost cried. The performance of the people present is different, most of them are afraid, while the family members of the deceased show more complex emotions, some are frightened, some are reluctant, and more sad.

Relatives have maintained one movement: prostrate around the deceased.

The flames in the brazier seemed to be about to go out, and even the color was not the same as it had been at the beginning. I ran to Celpel and dragged him up from the ground, and I asked him what had happened again, and Celsil trembled and told me that the ghost of the dead had just reappeared in the vicinity.

I remembered the strange face again, and I looked around, and the figure was long gone. I asked Sypar where he saw it, and he said that everyone saw it, and pointed me in the right direction, and I followed Sypar's fingertips to see that there was also a pile of stone bricks.

There were quite a few stone bricks, dams, and steles in the village, and I walked in that direction. This time I was ready, as soon as the opponent appeared, I would immediately and without hesitation to take the opponent first. However, I did not have that opportunity, because there was nothing behind the pile of stone bricks.

As a last resort, I returned to Sybal, and Sypar urged me to leave this place immediately, I wanted to continue the investigation, but Sypar finally couldn't stand it anymore and ran away like crazy outside the village, I shouted at Sybal's back a few times, but Cerper didn't even look back.

As the minutes ticked by, I looked around and saw that the people around the deceased were definitely not the number of people in the whole village, and most of the people in the village were in their homes. Perhaps because of fear, some of their doors and windows were locked, while those who were a little more daring would open their doors and windows and stand in front of the windowsill on the second floor and look this way.

Among those standing in front of the windowsill on the second floor was Doha, whose house was not lit, and I could only see her shadow, but based on her hair and figure, I immediately recognized her. She, like everyone else, had been standing there watching the movement down there.

It was only now that I finally understood why Doha had been so stubborn before, and even though I found evidence that it was a man and not a ghost hiding behind the stone bricks, she was convinced that it was the undead who had broken the peace of the village, and she asked Sayrol if the shadow she saw was a man or a woman, in fact, she was making sure that Cerpel was seeing a dead person.

It turned out that she had known for a long time that the so-called ghost of the deceased would return to the village for the first seven nights.

In other words, the whole village knew, because according to rumors, the phenomenon of the deceased returning to the village for the first seven years had already happened before.

I waved to Doha, who was standing in front of the windowsill, and I was sure she saw my movements, but she didn't respond to me immediately. As soon as Sébal left, I didn't know anyone else in the village who could speak Chinese except Doha, so I had to call Doha down. With my perseverance, Doha finally moved.

But looking at her movements, it seems to be very reluctant.

A series of terrorists attacked the village, but the commotion at the scene did not subside, and I waited in the crowd for almost twenty minutes before Doha arrived late from his house. When he got closer, Doha's eyes were slightly red, and his face looked tired, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Looking at Doha's figure, she was just wearing loose clothes on the windowsill, which should be pajamas, and now, she has changed into clothes that can go out, and girls are always more concerned about their appearance.

When Doha saw me, he immediately asked me why I hadn't left yet. I didn't agree with her, and asked her if she had seen what had just happened here. Doha said that most of the people in the village knew what was going to happen during the first seven nights, so most people would hide in their homes.

In addition to the relatives of the deceased, the villagers present were all funeral people who needed to be buried according to village customs, and they had to stay here. Doha was going to sleep at home, because she was going back to Fanshi early the next morning, but the commotion made it impossible for her to sleep, so she, like the other brave villagers, stood on the windowsill and observed.

"All of us have seen it clearly, you don't have to doubt it anymore, I don't know what kind of mentality you have, if you don't believe it, you can leave, why do you have to dwell on this village." Doha's attitude was very unfriendly: "Is there an undead in this village, it seems that it has nothing to do with you, an outsider, right?" ”

Me: "Lady Doha, this is definitely someone pretending to be a ghost, you are right, it may not have anything to do with me, but it has something to do with the safety of the village, have you ever thought about how terrible it is to have a person who is pretending to be a ghost living in the village, and no one knows his purpose. ”

Doha laughed back: "Pretending to be a ghost, then please explain to me all the strange things that happened tonight!" "The most ^new^chapter^section--- Baidu, blue~color~book~, it...

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