Strange, cold, can't get out of the village, and a woman with a very strange attitude.

Outside the wooden house, the wind was blowing.

Soon, Qin Manjiang also felt cold.

This place is indeed strange, even though it doesn't snow, but it's so cold that people's hearts are cold.

Fortunately, the two village women who had gone to get the bedding came back in about five minutes, and kindly brought an extra set of clothes for the woman.

Qin Manjiang turned his back to make the bed, and the woman also put on a serious winter dress.

As soon as it was done here, there was a sudden noise in the village.

"There are ghosts!"

"There are ghosts!"

The scream was terrible, Qin Manjiang raised his eyebrows, he could be regarded as having seen a lot of strange talks and been to a lot of evil places.

This is the first time I've heard a ghost with great fanfare.

The two village women were also full of fear, and ran away.

Seeing this, Qin Manjiang immediately rushed out of the cabin behind the statue of Guanyin and ran towards the place where the sound was heard.

Along the way, the young men in the village also rushed out, holding sticks and knives, and rushed together to the place where the screams came from.

Qin Manjiang's heart moved, it didn't seem that the people in this village had seen a ghost for the first time?

Soon, a group of people of all ages in the village surrounded an old house.

At the moment, it will be too late, and the sky will be dark but not dark, and it will be as if it was almost five o'clock to six o'clock.

In the hazy sky, the lights were on in the room, the shadows flickered, and two figures were reflected in the window, one of which was struggling and screaming frantically.

"Ah!!!!h

The screams were terrifying, and no one in the crowd around the old house dared to step forward, while Qin Manjiang stared at the shadow reflected in the window, one person, one ghost.

The screams stopped abruptly, and the two shadows reflected in the window disappeared at the same time.

The creepy chewing sound in the room could be faintly heard.

The old village chief was late with the cigarette stick, and his already dark face was even darker when he saw this.

"Bang the door!"

With his order, the young people in the village, you look at me, I look at you, and they have the courage to slam into the wooden door.

"Bang-" and the door opened.

The moment the door opened, there was a series of screams of terror, and the crowd of people who were looking inside the house "whooped" retreated.

I saw blood flowing all over the wooden house, and a skinny white ghost with a huge head was squatting on the ground, leaning down and devouring a corpse.

Its large mouth full of fangs kept opening and closing, and the male villager who was not yet dead stretched out his hand and looked at the crowd outside in despair, blood foaming from his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

The naked white creature had disemboweled, and was eating his organs.

The sound of slamming open the door didn't seem to alarm it at all, and its two eyes, which occupied nearly a third of its huge head, were crimson, and as it leaned over to eat, it glanced slightly at the crowd outside the door, and then picked up a piece of intestines, and chewed it into its stomach with a "poof".

The young man by the door was so frightened that he dropped his sticks and knives, and ran back with a rolling belt.

Qin Manjiang's heart was also alarmed, and he retreated into the crowd again and again.

It was by far the most blatant ghost he had ever seen, not only appearing in front of the crowd, but even treating humans as nothing.

"Dad!"

A young man screamed and rushed into the house.

"Hold him!"

The old village chief hurriedly ordered.

But at this time, his words were not so useful, and the villagers around him wanted to see strange things one by one, but they were also afraid, how could anyone listen to him?

The young man rushed in with red eyes, and saw that his father was being disemboweled, pressed to the ground and eaten his intestines, who could stand?

But as soon as he rushed in with his front feet, before the people outside the door could see any movement, they saw a head fly out.

"Poof-" fell to the ground with a thud, and rolled around several times without blinking.

Looking up, the headless body of the young man in the door frame stood straight, and the blood gushing from his neck rose to the sky like a fountain of blood, and in the blink of an eye, it stained the door frame red.

This time, everyone was even more frightened, and they no longer dared to see the excitement, and turned around one by one to flee to their homes, and the old village chief shouted with an extremely ugly face:

"Don't run!"

"Don't run!"

But whose ears can still hear right now?

Qin Manjiang also took advantage of the chaos and immediately fled.

In the darkness of the sky, only sporadic screams and small chewing sounds could be heard......

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When she ran back to the temple, the woman was wrapped in a dusty cotton jacket and sat on the "bed" for a long time, like a wife waiting for her husband to come home.

Qin Manjiang immediately locked the door, pulled her off the quilt, and hid in the quilt.

Running all the way, he saw that the villagers of the entire Guanyin Village were doing this.

First, he blew the lamp and pulled out the wax, leaving no light, and then wrapped himself in the quilt and went to bed, and the doors of every house were closed without making a sound at all.

He had discovered that this was not the first time that the village had been haunted.

So, he has been consciously observing what the villagers are doing.

At the moment, there is not enough information, so he can only "copy his homework", and he will do what the other people in the village do.

After three or five minutes, the whole village fell silent.

The sky outside also darkened, and in addition to the whirring wind, Qin Manjiang, who was hiding under the quilt, also heard another sound.

It wasn't the woman's breathing, her breathing was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

He just heard the sound of running with a "da-da-da".

At this time, there was indeed a person in the middle of the village.

It was a lonely old man, there was no one else at home, and after hearing the scream, he came out to see the situation, because he was afraid that his things were not at home and would be stolen, so he put all the food at home, what dried cakes, cold steamed buns and the like, all in a cloth bag, and carried them out together.

In the confusion, his "package" containing food was squeezed out.

The cakes were okay, they fell on the ground twice and picked them up, but those cold steamed buns were dying, rolling out of the cloth bag one by one, rolling farther and farther on the slippery cold and icy road.

The old man was busy chasing, first he fell, and after finally getting up, several steamed buns had rolled away.

The scary ghost thing also ran out of the house, and the old man was so frightened that he was sweating, his back was frozen as soon as he was wet, his eyebrows were frosted, and even his sparse white beard had some ice particles hanging on it.

He didn't dare to eat any more and ran home, panting heavily, and the breath he spit out smashed back into his face as he ran, and hung the tattered leather hat with hoarfrost.

The heavy footsteps that Qin Manjiang heard were the old man's.

At this moment, the old man was in front of the statue of Guanyin.

And Qin Manjiang and this woman are in the Guanyin temple behind the Guanyin statue.

The old man didn't seem to be able to run anymore, and when he turned his head, he saw a white ghost with a head wider than his shoulders chasing after him.

In fright and despair, he simply knelt down in front of the statue of Guanyin, trembling and clasping his hands together, praying:

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva...... Help me! ”

(The third is a little more or so)

(End of chapter)