Chapter 13 Not Only People Are Listening

This place is very close to the main road just now, even if it is a cart, the master of the motorcycle will be able to go back soon, but it is still a few minutes' walk from the place where Gu Ling is going.

Looking at the dark grove in front of him, Master Mo spoke an unsmooth Mandarin: "Sister, you take a few steps, the Lingxiang you said is there, in front." ”

He stretched out his hand to show Gu Ling, and shook his shoulder as he spoke, perhaps because he felt uncomfortable in his shoulder.

Gu Ling carried his simple luggage, helped the shoulder of the master of Mo to get out of the car, and casually mentioned: "At night, don't talk about ghosts." ”

Because you don't know if it's just people who listen to ghost stories.

At night, unknown animals make terrible and inexplicable cries in the hidden places of the woods, and the callers are full of excitement, and goosebumps are about to pop up.

Mo's master shuddered, pushed the car and ran a few steps, and disappeared from Gu Ling's sight not long after.

In her sight, the spirits who had been "sitting" on the shoulders of the motorcycle driver before had no stories to hear, and they scattered one after another.

Seeing this, Gu Ling accepted the spirit talisman.

Tell her ghost stories?

Scold.

She turned around and walked down the path, and after walking for about a few minutes, she saw a lantern slowly floating over, and looked at it, it was her aunt Cui Hong who had come to pick her up.

"Auntie."

"You're here." Cui Hong's voice was very haggard, but she didn't say anything else, but beckoned Gu Ling to pay attention to her feet and follow her.

After walking for a while, I arrived at Cui Hong's house.

This is a small courtyard of bungalows, with an iron gate, a cement wall, and a three-and-a-half-story yard, which looks quite solid.

The countryside seems to like this style.

After entering, Gu Ling found that the house was brightly lit, which was not quite in line with the frugal nature of the countrymen, especially her aunt, who often said that money should be used on the blade.

When my grandfather died, my aunt was so reluctant to pay for a new one when she was looking for damp paper money and other things from the store's warehouse to send them to the funeral.

It wasn't until he sat down that Gu Ling asked the other party to tell what was going on.

When she answered the phone before, she heard the sound of stabbing and stinging, and guessed that there might be something blocking the smooth flow of the phone here, and she promised to protect each of her relatives once, so Gu Ling came.

Cui Hong began to talk about the problems she encountered when she was alone: "The child's father went out to work, and the child also went to the town to study, and I was often left alone at home to watch the house.

After I went down to see, there was no situation, and I went back to sleep, and when it was two or three o'clock, I began to drag again, and the drag was louder, and there were footsteps, all the time, I thought it was a second-rate person in the village who came to steal chickens and dogs, after all, I also raised a lot of chickens and ducks,

At that time, I turned on all the lights, and took a flashlight, and went down with a flashlight, but found nothing, and when I checked later, I ran to a storage room, there was a room in it, and the window moved, and I opened it, and found that it was a big spider jumping out. ”

Gu Ling nodded and continued to listen.

Cui Hong said again what insects are the incarnation of dead people, and then continued to get back to the topic: "Until the last two days, that voice began to appear in my room, that is, I heard the sound of rubbing on the stool next to the bed, like the kind of mille-feuille bottom rubbing on the top, but who still wears that kind of handmade shoes, it seems to-

My deceased mother-in-law will wear it. ”

Gu Ling got up and asked her to take her to the room where the spider was found.