In this age of the Internet, naked women, I'm sure you've all seen them. But if I ask you, have you ever seen a naked female ghost? I believe the answer is definitely no.

But I've seen it, not only have I seen it, but I also used my phone to take a picture of the naked female ghost. Although what happened after that was a bit terrifying, I have to say that the female ghost still has a good figure, fair skin, smooth and delicate, long legs and thin waist, convex and backward......

Would you like to see that picture? If you want to see it, let me tell you the ins and outs of this whole thing......

In fact, it all started when I got a phone call.

Someone once said that there are two disturbing things in this world, one is the doctor's medical report in his hand, and the other is the phone call from his parents in the middle of the night.

I received a call from my mother in the middle of the night, and my mother couldn't stop crying on the phone, saying that my grandmother was dying, and she wanted me to go home and see my grandmother for the last time. I was studying at the police academy in the provincial capital at the time, hundreds of miles away from home, and after hanging up the phone, I did not hesitate, called the counselor to ask for leave, and chartered a bus back to my hometown overnight.

When I was young, my parents often went out for business, and they would leave me at my grandmother's house, so I was brought up by my grandmother since I was a child, and I was very close to my grandmother.

In my hometown, my grandmother is very famous, because my grandmother is a goddess who can communicate the two worlds of yin and yang.

Whoever has fallen into evil will come to grandma.

Whoever has a strange disease will also come to grandma.

During the years I lived at my grandmother's house, my grandmother's house was always a good place. For those who come to ask for help, grandma generally helps if she can, and never takes the initiative to charge, the matter is solved, if others want to leave some property in return, grandma will not shirk. If the person who asks for help is poor and has no money to repay, grandma doesn't care.

My grandmother used to say: After death, people need merit to be reincarnated. To help others is to accumulate merit, that is, to help oneself.

Grandma has helped many people, so in the village of my hometown, my grandmother has a good reputation. In my impression, my grandmother was a person with great powers, and she was able to solve no matter how strange and weird things were. Although due to my young age at the time, many things were only left with a vague impression, and later as time went on, most of them were forgotten.

But there is one thing, although more than ten years have passed, I remember it clearly, because it happened to be something I experienced.

If it weren't for my grandmother, I'm afraid I would have died. I was six years old on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month.

The fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar is the Zhongyuan Festival, commonly known as the Ghost Festival, and the legend is that it is the day when the ghost door is wide open and the ghosts of the underworld are forbidden. But I was too young to know any of these things, and July 15 was just an ordinary day for me at the time.

That evening, I was playing alone in the yard of my grandmother's house when I saw a little boy waving to me on the road not far away. The little boy was about my age, had short hair, and was dressed in blue.

Due to the special status of the grandmother, although the people in the village respect the grandmother very much, on the other hand, they are also a little taboo about the identity of the grandmother. So in the village, there are no children who want to play with me. My childhood was quite lonely.

So when I saw a kid my age waving to me, I didn't even think about it, so I ran towards him. The little boy had a very white face and a small mole at the corner of his mouth, and when he saw me running in front of him, he turned around without saying a word and walked in a certain direction.

I followed. The little boy walked in front, I followed behind, the direction of the little boy was going to the mountains, I don't know how long we walked, we came to the bottom of a big locust tree, the little boy stopped.

"Why are you following me?" The little boy didn't look back, but turned his back to me and asked me.

His voice was faint, without the slightest hint of anger.

I didn't speak, I was so enchanted that I didn't know why I was following him.

"I'm home." The little boy said faintly, and then disappeared.

It wasn't until the boy disappeared that I came to my senses. It was already dark, and I looked around, as if I was in a big mountain, surrounded by tall black trees, and I couldn't hear any human voices.

A six-year-old child, left alone in the wilderness at night, the only thing I could do was cry. I didn't dare to walk around, so I squatted under the big tree where the little boy disappeared and cried.

I cried and cried, I don't know how long I cried, it was getting darker and darker, and I slowly lost consciousness. By the time I woke up, I had already returned to my grandmother's house.

What happened after I lost consciousness was later told to me by the adults. When I had followed the little boy that evening, my grandmother and they noticed that I was missing, and they searched the village but could not find me. Later, a little girl in the village told her grandmother that she had seen me go into the mountains alone.

I followed the 'little boy' in there, but the little girl said I was in the mountain alone...

So it's actually the little boy who has the problem, he's a ghost.

My grandmother and they went into the mountains to look for me, and in the middle of the night, they found me under the big locust tree. At that time, I fell into a coma, and the adults tried to wake me up, but my grandmother said that it was useless, that I had been invaded by demons.

My grandmother took me home and channeled spirits to exorcise evil spirits, which saved me.

When I woke up, I told the story of what I had seen the little boy, and when I heard my description of the little boy's appearance and clothing, my uncle suddenly said that the little boy looked a little like a child who had disappeared from the next village the other day.

The child was also six or seven years old, with a small mole on the corner of his mouth, and was wearing blue clothes when he disappeared!

The child disappeared while playing in their village, and the child's parents also reported the crime, which caused a sensation in the front and back mountain villages at that time.

My grandmother sent people to the missing child's house and brought me a picture of the child for identification.

Indeed, it was the 'little boy' who took me into the mountains.

Grandma sighed at the time.

Later, the adults dug up the body of the little boy under the big locust tree in the mountains.

Later, because the body was found, the police paid more attention to it, opened a case for investigation, and it didn't take long to solve the case.

It turns out that the murderer is the uncle of the little boy, a perverted man with pedophilia.

The little boy's uncle used snacks to secretly lure the little boy into the mountains. Due to the lack of proportions of his subordinates, he accidentally killed the little boy. The body was buried under the big locust tree.

I don't know why the little boy came to me when he died, and took me to the place where his bones were buried. And I don't know why I was the only one who could see him at the time, and the little girl in the village, who was about the same age as me, couldn't see him.

It's just that after such an incident, my physique has become very poor, I am afraid of cold and cold, and I catch a cold and fever at every turn. My grandmother said it was because I was too young and had come into contact with evil spirits—the child had died with a strong sense of resentment—and if I hadn't been carrying my grandmother's amulet since I was a child, I might not have woken up.

In the following years, my grandmother often gave me a bitter potion, and my parents asked me to apply for the police academy in order to enhance my physique.

It's just that 'little boy', I never saw him again, I hope he has been reincarnated.

On the bus back to my hometown in the provincial capital, thinking about my grandmother's bits and pieces, my tears flowed unconsciously. When I arrived at my hometown, it was already dark, and my mother was standing in front of my grandmother's house, and as soon as she saw me entering, she greeted me. I saw that her eyes were red, her face was haggard, her nose was sour, and the tears that had stopped were flowing again.

"Xiao Shen, come in, grandma has been waiting for you to come back." Mom's voice was heart-wrenching.

I nodded and headed inside.

"Grandma—" I shouted when I entered my grandmother's room. My aunts and uncles were there, and when they saw me come in, they walked out of the room in a tacit understanding.

When my aunt passed by me, she patted me on the back and whispered, "Since yesterday, your grandmother has been talking about you, and your grandmother hurts you the most. If she has any wishes, you will promise her..."

Auntie's voice was very low, and I knew that she was also sad in her heart, so she nodded. When the elders had gone out, I cautiously approached my grandmother's bed.

There was a faint smell of incense and candles in the room, which I had been familiar with since I was a child. Since I went to the provincial capital to study at the police academy, I have fewer opportunities to come back, but this unique smell of my grandmother's house is still very accustomed to smelling.

The last time I saw my grandmother was during the Chinese New Year, and I didn't come back because of my internship during the summer vacation, and it's been more than half a year now. Think about yourself and be really unfilial!

My grandmother's body has always been tough, and I didn't expect her to leave so suddenly. Maybe life is so impermanent, none of us know that the final parting will come suddenly.

I sat down on the edge of my grandmother's bed, and my grandmother's face looked terrible, her exposed hands were skinny, and her wrinkled face had a hint of worry.

Does grandma still have any unfulfilled wishes? So much so that when he was dying, he frowned.

"Grandma—" I reached out to take my grandmother's hand and called softly, thinking about how good my grandmother had been to me, and my tears flowed even more.

Grandma slowly opened her eyes and saw that it was me, and a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.

"Grandma, I'm back," I wiped my tears.

"Xiao Shen..."Grandma struggled to get up, and I helped her up and leaned back on the bed.

"It's good if you come back." My grandmother smiled at me, and it was kind and joyful, but it made me feel very sad.

"Grandma is afraid that she won't be able to support you to come back, but luckily... I have something important to say to you..."Grandma raised her hand and touched my head, just as she did when she was a child.

I cried, "Grandma, you'll be fine... Am I not back... I'll be at home for a few more days this time... You're going to get better..."

"Xiao Shen, I know my body... Listen to me first..."The expression on my grandmother's face suddenly became serious, and I was stunned.

Seeing the change in my expression, my grandmother sighed, touched my head and said, "Xiao Shen, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" ”

Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?

As someone who had seen a 'little boy ghost' at the age of six, I naturally believed it.

My grandmother also knew what I had experienced when I was a child, so I wondered why my grandmother was asking me such a question at this time.

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