When you encounter a ghost, this kind of trick to scare children, the ghost will believe it!

Song Ziwen's heart was full of disdain, a fool didn't run, could it be that he, as a dignified ancient martial artist, really wanted to be a cleaner and part-time bodyguard in this remote poor mountain village.

Out of deterrence to Ye Tian, Song Ziwen was still quite cautious, and did not run away as soon as possible, but pretended to clean up the village, he would never move those cat shit and dog shit, while picking up garbage, he looked around, and secretly planned the escape route in his heart.

After a long time, it was not until near dusk that less than half of the small back basket containing garbage was loaded, but most of the village was visited by Song Ziwen.

Seeing the villagers coming and going, many people were curiously looking at the cleaner recruited by Ye Tian, muttering that the Ye family kid had seen the wrong person and recruited a foreign grinder.

Song Ziwen is a shame! I just feel that my face has been lost to my home, and I can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into. Seeing that the villagers had gone home to make dinner, the huge village seemed empty, Song Ziwen looked around cautiously, and made sure that no one was staring at him, and threw away the basket in his hand, and ran towards the outside of the village. In order not to alarm Ye Tian, he didn't even drive the car, and directly used all his internal force to accelerate, and rushed towards the outside of the village.

"Haha, I actually thought of an ancient martial artist as a cleaner, this Ye Tian is really whimsical, Lao Tzu doesn't wait, you can stay here and play slowly! ”

After running wildly out of the village, seeing that no one had caught up, Song Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief, panting and laughing, and took a step to leave.

Hey?

Suddenly, Song Ziwen stopped abruptly and looked ahead in disbelief.

Just a few meters away, under a huge locust tree, a stone monument stands quietly.

The stele is not a precious cultural relic, but it is obviously washed and baptized by the years, and it looks a little dilapidated, but the three big characters on the stele are deeply engraved and have been left after the tempering of the years.

Linshan Village, this is a village monument?

This kind of thing is not rare, even if it is some years, but it is not a precious thing, but what makes Song Ziwen uncertain is that the village is only how big it is, and he can run around the village in just a moment at his own speed, but just now he used his internal force to accelerate and run wildly for more than ten minutes, which is enough to run out for tens of thousands of meters on weekdays. Ancient warriors, the speed is not vegetarian.

Not to mention this small Linshan Village, even the largest village is enough to run a few round-trips. But he ran out for tens of thousands of meters, but only ran to the village monument?

Looking at the familiar environment, Song Ziwen was sure that this was definitely the entrance of Linshan Village, which was too weird!

Is it a delusion? Or is it Ye Tian's ghost?

But the ancient warrior is not a mage and a Taoist, or no matter how strong the ancient warrior is, he does not have such a strange method.

Song Ziwen's heart was secretly cold, and he couldn't help but recall Ye Tiangang's warning and that weird smile in his mind.

"Don't try to run! If you leave the village, you'll meet ghosts!"

"This must be a delusion! I must have just turned in the wrong direction!"

Song Ziwen kept muttering, wanting to raise his courage for himself, but looking at the village monument in front of him, he couldn't help but secretly furious in his heart. The path in front of the village monument, which was already slightly shrouded by the afterglow of dusk, was like a fierce beast that chose people to devour, quietly waiting for itself to set foot on.

"Damn! Lao Tzu is a dignified ancient warrior, what is there to be afraid of!"

Song Ziwen secretly cheered himself up in his heart, gritted his teeth, and stepped out directly in his heart.

The strange situation just now did not appear again, but after a few steps, he stepped out of the boundary of the village monument with his feet raised.

Sure enough, it's just an illusion!

Looking at the village behind him, Song Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and wanted to escape from this ghost place quickly, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw that there was a pretty figure in front of him when he didn't know when.

It was a woman wearing a red dress, with a beautiful face but a pale complexion, the long black hair was casually draped over her shoulders in the light that was not bright at dusk, her facial features were delicate, and her skin was fair, but this kind of fairness gave people a strange feeling, not a normal complexion, but like a person who had lost too much blood.

"Beauty, why are you here alone at this point of eating?" Song Ziwen didn't think much about it, but was relieved when he saw someone appear, the coolness in his heart was slightly reduced, and he asked casually.

"Am I pretty?" The woman did not answer Wang Ziwen's words, but took the initiative to ask, her voice was very good, but it was slightly low.

"Why does the beauty ask that?" Song Ziwen couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the woman's question, and wondered. It's so strange that this endless question is asked, how can anyone ask this kind of question when they come up.

"Am I pretty?" the woman asked in her cold, slightly muffled voice, as if she hadn't heard Song Ziwen's question.

Could it be that this woman has a mental problem? Or is she fancy herself? Otherwise, how could she not ask such a question in the first place.

In the past, Song Ziwen naturally couldn't ask for such an affair, but at this time, he was in a hurry to escape, but he didn't even ignore it, so he left directly, so he had to speak:

"The beauty laughed, your appearance is not much worse than those female stars, where is the need to be praised by others, I still have urgent matters today, and I have to leave in a hurry. ”

Unexpectedly, after he said this, the beauty did not get out of the way, but continued to ask leisurely:

"And is my hair pretty?"

"Beautiful, very beautiful!" Song Ziwen replied helplessly, but it was even more strange in his heart, this successive questioning was obviously not the rhythm of an affair, could it be that this woman really had a mental problem?

Just when Song Ziwen was thinking like this, he heard the woman speak faintly again:

"Do you like my hair, then?"

Shouldn't you be asking yourself what you like about her? How could there be such a weird question?

Something is wrong!

Song Ziwen felt that something was wrong now, this woman was too weird.

Thinking of this, Song Ziwen looked at the woman carefully while saying that he liked it perfunctorily.

But it is a beauty, the jet-black hair looks black and shiny, the long hair reaches to the waist, it is indeed very beautiful, but with that miserable white face, it inexplicably gives people a somewhat crazy feeling.

Unconsciously, Song Ziwen looked at the other party's feet, wearing a pair of red high heels on his small feet, but his delicate white feet had the same miserable white skin. Suddenly, Song Ziwen's pupils shrank sharply, and he was actually ...... at that foot

There is no shadow!