After a long drought and nectar, the villagers of Wenma Village were naturally overjoyed, and they had already forgotten about the ghost girl and held a feast in the village to celebrate this beautiful result together.

When night came, the wind had stopped, the rain had stopped, and the feasts and revelry continued, and some of the villagers were overwhelmed by the strength of the wine and left first. Among them, a young man named Wu Yinzi was drunk and walked home with his hands on the wall. Wu Yinzi was sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was born very majestic and burly, with strong blood.

The way home needs to pass through the ruler alley, which is very narrow and only allows one person to pass, and if you meet someone in the alley, two people need to cross sideways.

When Wu Yinzi was in the middle of the alley, he vaguely saw a figure shaking not far in front of him, walking quickly towards him. Out of habit, he was about to give way sideways, but he was slammed away by someone who came, stumbled and almost fell.

Wu Yinzi was angry, scolding with a mouthful of wine, and was about to find the man to theorize, but found that the alley was empty, and the man had long since disappeared. Just when he was angry, he smelled a strange fragrance, which was not as strong and heavy as the fat powder, nor as quiet and elegant as the floral fragrance, and the fragrance was refreshing and very good.

"It turned out to be a little lady" Thinking that it might be a young and beautiful woman who bumped into her, Wu Yinzi's anger disappeared, and he even complained that he was too irritable, otherwise he would not have scared her away. If she is still there, she may be able to complete a marriage, and when she thinks of this, she feels more and more annoyed.

"But it smells so good." He sniffed greedily, as if he wanted to make up for the regret of missing out on the woman in this way. It wasn't until the scent was completely gone, that he got up and went home.

When he got home, he was very tired, and he just wanted to find a place to lie down and sleep, but he was so thirsty that he wanted to get some water to drink. There was a well in his courtyard, and he went to the well with a wooden bucket for drawing water, and was about to lay down the barrel at the mouth of the well, when suddenly he faintly saw something floating on the surface of the water in the well. At first he suspected that he was dazzled, and rubbed his eyes, but when he looked again, the thing was still there, and it was floating up and down with the waves.

"What could it be? Could it be a baby? With this thought, there was a rush of ecstasy in my heart, and I couldn't wait to throw the barrel into the well, and dragged the rope to reach it, and only once, it succeeded. It's not so much that he is skilled at fetching water, but more like it voluntarily drifts into a bucket.

He quickly pulled the barrel out, took out its contents, set it aside, and examined it carefully, and saw that it was in a round shape, and was covered with long, thick black hairs, which, though taken out of the water, were dry. He touched the inside with his hand through the silk hair, and it felt extremely smooth and cool.

"What the hell could this be a treasure?" Since the old wall blocked the light, he couldn't see clearly, so he carried his things to the stone table in the courtyard. He gently brushed his hair away with both hands, and looked at the moonlight, full of anticipation.

But at a glance, his whole body froze, and it turned out that this so-called treasure was actually a human head, a woman's head. He was frightened, and immediately half sobered up, he rose to his feet, turned to run, but found that his feet were limp and weak, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

He made a loud noise and woke up the head, and the head was still slightly closed, as if he was asleep, but at this time, his eyes widened, and he stared at Wu Yinzi without blinking, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Wu Yinzi was extremely frightened in his heart, his mind was a little chaotic, and his mind was full of thoughts about the many ways he might die. In the panic, suddenly a voice rushed into his ears, "Pap, papa, papa, pap", this voice was crisp and powerful, slow but rhythmic. The sound came from the well, and it got closer and closer, as if something was climbing out of the wall of the well.

"Mo isn't it..."Before he could stop thinking, he saw a white shadow crawling out of the well. When Bai Ying stood up, he could see clearly that it was a headless female corpse.

The headless female corpse suddenly opened her arms and staggered towards the stone table, apparently trying to find her head. Seeing this, his clenched heart loosened a little.

Unexpectedly, the female corpse had just touched the stone table, but accidentally knocked off the human head, and the human head fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and landed between his legs impartially. The female corpse paused, then turned and groped towards him.

A terrible scream resounded throughout the night, startling the birds that were about to fall asleep in the treetops.

At this time, on the other side of the village, the revelry continued, although the night was late and the people were a little tired, but they did not intend to leave, as if they wanted to take advantage of the beautiful scenery of tonight, to vent the unhappiness that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time, so people laughed, jumped, drank, and shouted.

In the carnival crowd, there is an old man who is very prominent, not only he is gorgeously dressed, but also tall and mighty, and his majesty is magnificent. When people saw him, they all respectfully toasted him, and he did not refuse to come, and took the wine glass and drank it all, very proud. He is Hao Chongtian, the head of Wenma Village.

Although Hao Chongtian is very good at drinking, after dozens of glasses of wine, he is also a little drunk. He avoided the crowd and found a secluded place to stand, his face was flushed with a hint of melancholy, he was still thinking about the ghost girl's still naked coffin, his heart was very uneasy, he decided to bring someone over tomorrow and bury the coffin again.

Just as Hao Chongtian was thinking, a strong and powerful hand grabbed his shoulder tightly, he just thought that someone was toasting again, and as soon as he turned around, someone fell heavily into his arms.

I saw that the person who came was pale and bleeding from seven holes, Hao Chongtian was shocked, and when he looked at it, it was Wu Yinzi.

Wu Yinzi's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the sounds around him were too noisy to hear clearly.

"Quiet, give me all peace." After Hao Chongtian's loud roar, everyone really quieted down, looking at each other, not knowing what was happening. When people saw Wu Yinzi in Hao Chongtian's arms, they rushed over, and they were all asking what was going on.

"Shut up, shut up for me." Hao Chongtian was even more angry, and after the people quieted down again, he hurriedly asked while Wu Yinzi was still breathing, "Who is it?" ”

Wu Yinzi was angry, his eyes looked straight at the vast night, his right hand was raised slightly, and he shouted in the direction he was looking at, shouting with the last trace of strength: "It's the ghost girl, she is asking for her life." After saying that, he immediately died.

"Moon cage sand, ten years of heart to pay the pipa"

A female voice chanted softly, and the source of the voice was the direction of Wu Yinzi's finger. Listen to the sound, about a hundred paces away. The crowd opened their eyes wide to see that there was nothing but darkness, and it was still darkness. Everyone didn't know why, and they were confused.

"Acacia is lazy to look at silk paintings, people are at the end of the world"

It was still her, but the voice was closer, about seventy or eighty paces away. Only hearing his voice, but not seeing his person, everyone felt a chill and retreated.

"Spring remnants cardamom flowers, love for mandarin ducks, fragrant and cold shelf."

The voice was nearer again, only thirty or forty paces away. The people were so frightened that they all retreated to the wall, and there was no way to retreat, and they were huddled together.

"The old tour of the pavilion, the dawn of the dream screen."

Listen to the voice, it seems to be right in front of you. The crowd held their breath, their eyes widened, and they didn't move.

At this time, a person came out of the crowd, it was Hao Chongtian, he stepped forward and scolded: "Which stinky girl is pretending to be a ghost here, don't show up again, be careful I tear your mouth." ”

The sound of singing suddenly stopped, and the surroundings became very silent, terrible silence.

"Hee-hee-hee" suddenly snickered, and it was her again.

Hao Chongtian was about to find out where the laughter came from, but he saw that there was suddenly a touch of light in the darkness, white as the moon, at first it was just a crescent moon, and then it gradually plumped up, until it was like a full moon, it was very translucent, so that people could not look directly.

After the eyes got used to it, and then looked closely, it turned out to be a human head, a glowing human head. To be precise, it was a long-haired woman dressed in black, standing less than ten steps away from everyone, her pale and stiff face squeezed out a smile, but the smile was very strange and terrifying.

"Yes, yes, it's her, ghost, ghost"

Everyone pulled out their legs and wanted to run, but when they saw the ghost girl's big mouth, she spit out countless silver needles from her mouth, and stabbed them into everyone's eyes.

Everyone suddenly felt a stinging pain in their eyes, screamed one after another, and fell to the ground one after another, unconscious.