He smiled lowly, very wickedly, and stepped forward and took me into his arms.

The clear voice has a bewitching magnetism, and it is extremely gentle, which makes people's hearts tremble: "Sleep, wait until dawn, and the dream will wake up." ”

Sure enough, it's a dream! It doesn't matter if it's a dream, in his arms, everything is not terrible.

I slept peacefully, as I had never been. I didn't even have a dream, and when the morning sun shined through the skylight, I squinted, and the whole person was much more refreshed, and it didn't burn.

As if remembering something, I sat up abruptly and looked around, and the beautiful man was gone.

I pondered for a long time, keeping the jade stone in my palm that I was holding warm. The man's elegant appearance lingered in his mind.

Although everything last night seemed so unreal, I don't think it was all a dream.

I held the jade stone to my heart and whispered, "Thank you, Young Master Chu." ”

As usual, at noon, someone dropped a bamboo tube filled with water and two steamed buns from the front of me, and I stopped the person who delivered the food in a trembling voice.

"Please wait a minute, when can you let me out? I'm not a witch...... I'm not...... I think grandma, she has bad eyes and I don't know what is going on at home alone, can you help me go see her? ”

I wiped my tears and was helpless. The man didn't answer me, and after listening to it, he left.

Maybe it's someone I know, maybe it's someone I know on a daily basis.

On the night of the seventh and a half months, I heard the melodious and ethereal chanting of the Yang Hades Division, the light of the fire illuminating half of the sky, and the villagers rallied together to pray for peace and transcend the spirits of the dead.

I put my hands together and prayed with all my heart that we would be free from suffering and that the curse would be gone.

Suddenly, a heart-rending scream crossed the night sky of the village, it was Aunt Lin's voice, I thought it was Xiaohuzi who had an accident!

In a hurry, he rushed to the door and slapped desperately, trying to lure people over.

"Open the door, let me out! Let me out, I beg you......"

I almost broke my throat, but no one came. I sat helplessly on the floor, choking up.

There was a dull 'click', as if it were the sound of a wooden bolt falling to the ground, and the door creaked old and opened.

I slammed up from the ground and gently pushed the door with trembling hands, and there was no one outside the door.

He swallowed his saliva hard, the hairs on his body stood up, and his senses sank in fear in the dim cellar, infinitely magnified.

The village was quiet, and there was no sound.

Every time the curse takes away a person, it will be like this dead silence, and grandma has advised you not to go out.

I walked out along the narrow path of the cellar, and when I left the cellar I realized that this was the entrance to the old village.

And this cellar was used in the 70s to work as a collective worker in the old village and hoard food.

I ran back to the new village, the newly built altar was still there, the torches were about to burn out, and the moonlight was hidden by dark clouds.

The villagers all went back to their houses, and as if they had lost their souls, they pulled the lamps and lay down on their beds without realizing themselves.

I went to Xiaohuzi's house and called Aunt Lin, but Aunt Lin couldn't wake up, and Xiaohuzi didn't know where to go.

"What's wrong with you? Wake up! Wake up! Don't sleep ......"

In the big village, it seemed that I was the only one left, desperate and lonely. I clung to myself in the night wind, overwhelmed.

At this moment, a white light flashed in front of my eyes, and my gaze followed, and a white swallowtail butterfly fluttered its wings, as if to guide me.

I chased the white swallowtail butterfly back to the dilapidated adobe house in the old village, and I heard from my grandmother that there had been a fire here and that they had been inhabited since they were children.

The walls are broken, and the ground is littered with broken rubble, and it looks desolate and disastrous at a glance.

The white swallowtail butterfly vanished out of thin air, as if it were an illusion that it had never appeared.

There was a rustling sound behind the broken wall, and my heart trembled, and I shouted, "Who?!" ”

No one answered, so I was bold and cautiously walked behind the wall, only to see that it was a sleeping little tiger.

I was overjoyed, and when I was about to step forward, Xiaohuzi's eyes suddenly widened, and I was startled, only to see that his eyes were red, and he was gurgling blood.

Then he seemed to be very uncomfortable and gasped, grabbed his neck, and recognized me.

"Save ...... Save me, save ...... Little daughter-in-law...... No, let's go! Uh......"

I stumbled a few steps, but I saw that the ghostly figure was slowly climbing down the wall, she tilted her head to look at me, and then smiled weirdly.

Seeing that Xiaohuzi's eyes were rolling and he was about to take his last breath, I stepped forward with the determination to break the kettle.

"That's you? Are you hurting innocent people all the time? ”

"Giggle......

The red phantom flickered, and at once it came to me, and she stood with her head up, small, blood-red eyes with no whites to be seen.

"How are you going to leave? Don't hurt the little tiger? Don't hurt those villagers anymore?! I asked her with a shaky voice.

She looked at me fixedly, and for a moment it seemed lonely in her eyes. The next second, she stretched out her hand to me: "Little sister, play with me, always be a good friend." ”

"Don't ...... Fast...... Come on! Xiaohuzi convulsed and spit out two mouthfuls of dirty blood: "Lingsheng, run away!" ”

"Giggle......" she smiled sadly, and invited again: "Stay with me, play together." ”

I slowly raised my right hand tremblingly: "Isn't it that if I play with you and be friends forever, you won't hurt people anymore?" ”

She didn't answer, looking at me with lonely eyes.

Tears slid down my cheeks, and I didn't know if it was the sadness of parting or the fear in my heart.

"Isn't it that if I am always with you, you won't feel lonely? With me with you, you won't hurt them again? If so, let's go. ”

When I took her hand, the chill stretched to my limbs, but I was no longer as scared as before.

I was held by her hand and walked to the depths of the old forest......