"Gifts? What kind of gift? "I was curious, but I didn't ask.

While I was wondering, I saw the female ghost gently place a long tube-like thing that was clear white on the stone in front of me.

"You'll need it." After speaking, a gust of wind passed, and the faintly fluttering white shadow disappeared.

I looked at the jade-white utensil, only to see that it was a lovely fluorescent jade flute.

I was a little afraid of what the ghost had touched, but after the jade flute came into my eyes, it made me unforgettable.

I pulled An Lan and turned around and took two steps, but a voice whispered in my ear: You will use it, you will use it.

In desperation, I had no choice but to turn around, and with courage, I grabbed the flute stored on the stone cliff in my hand.

As soon as the jade flute arrived, I felt a chill, and looked down, in the dark night, this jade flute actually emitted a shining light, and the color and light were very similar to the dragon spirit bead I treasured, but the dragon spirit bead was more shining than this flute.

"Maybe it's also a magical object, and listening to what the female ghost just said, this object seems to be useful to me." Thinking of this, I put the small and cute jade flute, which was less than a foot long, into the bag I carried with me.

Dragging An Lan's hand, he stumbled all the way out of the cave, but he didn't encounter anything strange on the way.

When I walked out of the cave with An Lan, the fire gathered in my heart was rising, and I asked An Lan: "An Lan, how did you do it just now, why did I call your name repeatedly, but you didn't listen, and desperately wanted to run to that cave?" ”

Although An Lan was confused, he was also a little sober at the moment, and he defended: "Sister Lingyun, just now I saw that you were leading the way in front of me, calling my name, and asking me to go to the direction of the cave." ”

"Ah, I didn't, it's weird. Forget it, we're not going to explore this here.

Grab our things and head home. I said to Anlan.

I hurriedly turned back to the cemetery, and when I came to my mother's grave, I was dumbfounded, and my father's urn, which had just been placed at the grave, had disappeared.

I was nervous and broke out in a cold sweat, and I secretly thought in my heart, this father's ashes have just been brought back, and they have not been buried with my mother, so they are lost, but how can I do it? ”

Someone must have been here just now, had been to this cemetery, and mistakenly took that bag of ashes for some kind of treasure.

At this time, the sky has completely darkened, looking around, there is no one passing on the road, and the mountains are silent, so strange, how can I find the urn?

Although I was in a hurry to go home, the loss of the urn was a big deal, and I had to take An Lan around the cemetery to find the lost urn.

I searched for a long time in a panic, but there was no trace, and when I was confused, an old voice sounded out of thin air, "Girl, don't look for it, I have sent you home for you, you just have to promise us what you have to do, and the urn can't be lost." ”

I shuddered at the creepy words, the voice was so familiar, it was the voice of the old man in the cave who had stopped the female ghost from telling me the secret.

Who is she? Why did I steal my father's urn and transfer it into my home without even knowing it?

But the skills of the female ghosts, I have already learned just now, they can make a person with low yang energy become lost and depressed, and act according to their instructions.

Therefore, if you want to keep me and An Lan safe, I still have to obey this female ghost's request unconditionally.

I stopped looking for the urn and hurriedly took An Lan in the direction of home.

After walking nearly two or three miles of mountain road and crossing a mountain beam, I finally saw my long-lost village.

By this time, the village had been lit up with many lights, and the orange glow emitted a warm and pleasant light in the mountains, guiding me in the direction of my home.

"Great, Anlan, we're going home soon." When I saw the village, I finally felt a lot safer.

Hurried into the village, at this time, because it was late, almost every house was lit up, but few people were hanging outside.

When we walked to the door, we met a hunchbacked old lady dressed in black, because the light was too dim and I had been away from home for so long that I couldn't even make out who the other party was.

In the dark night, the old woman seemed to smile strangely at me and An Lan, she pointed in the direction of my house, then hurriedly turned a corner and disappeared.

Standing at the door of my house, I took out the key to my hometown that I hadn't used for many years from my bag, and tried hard to unlock the door, but fortunately the keyhole was not rusty, and with a squeak, the door lock opened, and I pushed open the courtyard door and walked into the dusty home with Anlan.

I turned on the light casually, but fortunately, the electrical circuit at home has not been damaged, and the light can still be lit.

It's a blessing in misfortune, after hastily locking the door, the first thing I did when I entered the house was to look for the urn that had just disappeared.

I went into the room and searched carefully, under the bed, in the cabinet, everywhere, but there was no trace of the urn at all, and I couldn't help but panic in my heart.

But I was full of hope that what the old ghost on the road had just said was true.

Unwillingly, I simply found a high stool, stepped on it, and looked over the tall old-fashioned wardrobe at home, which frightened me and almost fell down.

Because, the urn that I suspected was missing, was lying on top of the cabinet.

I was frightened and frightened, and I hurriedly reached out and took the urn down from the top of the cabinet.

But just as I was about to come down with the urn, I accidentally touched something strange on the back of my hand.

It was soft and fluffy to the touch, unusually comfortable and cozy.

I was very curious, and I guessed that the female ghost had stolen the urn and secretly put it back in order to guide me to find such a thing.

I hurriedly took off the urn carefully, examined it carefully, and saw that it was the ashes of my father who had been lost, which made me feel a little relieved.

After getting the whereabouts of the urn, my heart was no longer nervous, but full of curiosity and consternation.

There was something on top of this old-fashioned cupboard, which I didn't even know and didn't hear my father and mother talk about.

What is that mass that feels as smooth as animal fur to the touch?

I climbed back onto the high stool and tiptoed to the ground of what I had accidentally touched.

Although the mass was tightly wrapped in a plastic bag, I could still feel its texture extremely soft and slippery through the thin plastic bag.

Intrigued, I dusted the bag off and kicked the strange mass open in the light.

When the bag was opened, what came out of it was a baby's clothes, but the dress was very rare, it didn't look like the clothes of children here at all, the fabric that looked like silk and didn't look like silk, silky and light, full of colorful patterns like cloud brocade, the whole dress was smooth and slippery to the touch, and it shone in the light.

When An Lan saw this child's clothes, he couldn't help but come forward, looking at everything in front of him with wide curious eyes.

"It's a little baby's clothes, and the style, fabric, and workmanship don't look like what we locals can make at all, because its placket, sleeves, and body parts are completely integrated, and there are no stitches in sight.

It's strange, looking at the dust on the bag, this dress has been stored here for at least many years, but after it was taken out, it was still as bright and beautiful as ever.

I rubbed my clothes, and when I looked at them carefully, a small silk silk fell out of the clothes, and two lines of words were written on the silk, but unfortunately the font, I couldn't tell what it meant.

I've never seen that kind of writing, and I can't read it at all.

However, looking at that little new and unique fairy clothes, I couldn't help but let go.

What is the writing on that silk? I want to know, I guess it's Qiao Yu by my side, and he, who is well-informed, must be able to figure out where these things come from? What do the words on the silk silk mean?

Right now, Qiao Yu is not around, so I have to put this strange thing away for the time being, and when I see Qiao Yu, I will tell him that maybe he can find out the origin of this thing.

When we came back that night, we were frightened, and Anlan and I didn't want to go out in the dark and buy food.

Fortunately, when I came back from my bag, I had milk and bread in it, so I could satisfy my hunger and fill my stomach.

After collecting the things, I cleaned the bedroom in the old house briefly, took out a few sealed clean bedding from the cabinet, and lay down with An Lan in a daze.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that An Lan was weak, and this night, because he bumped into something unclean, he actually had a high fever overnight.

There was a shortage of doctors and medicines in my hometown, and it was the middle of the night, so I couldn't take him to the doctor, so I could only stay at his bedside, praying over and over again that he could get better soon.

However, although the wish is good, the reality is very cruel, before dawn, An Lan has burned his face and is red, he is lying on the bed, constantly talking nonsense, shouting loudly: Help, I beg you, don't kill me, don't kill me! ”

His expression and his voice were terrifying, and the more I listened to it, the more it looked like the cry for help from the female ghost when she was persecuted.

It's not good, is An Lan's physique too weak and possessed by a female ghost?

I was so anxious that I had no master, and at the critical moment, Qiao Yu was not around, so I had to turn to Jia Qing again for help.

Just as I was about to dial Jia Qing's phone, An Lan on the bed suddenly sat up and tore his neck desperately with his hands, as if trying to break free from someone's hand that was tightly choking his throat.