The black bandit sat in his room, there was already no trace of people outside the door, everything looked very strange at this time, there was no woman, life was very lonely, in order to pass the time, he had to lie on the bed and think nonsense.

At this time, the deserted village was really a little strange, no one could see it, even if it was a tree on the mountain, they fell down one after another, lying on the ground and snoring. Of course, those ghosts and monsters hiding in the woods also sneaked out quietly, walking in deserted villages with no people, openly killing people and setting fires in the crowd, and doing all kinds of evil, which is simply heinous and unspeakable.

The black bandit quietly fell asleep, lying on his bed, although it was deserted outside the door, but he was still comfortable, life has reached this point, it can be said that it is good, but it is a pity that there is only one less woman.

I lay on the bed for a while, and all of a sudden, I seemed to hear someone calling out my name, not too loud, but very clear. The bandit got up, opened the door and looked out, and there was no one in the light of the moon, and everything seemed so mysterious at this time that it almost made one wonder if he had gone to the wrong place, and had come to a strange and terrifying place.

Gradually, the bandit saw a woman standing in front of the door of his house, and he did not leave it, and he did not know why he did not go home, but he wanted to squat in front of the door of his house. No one knew what was going on, and the bandit didn't know at this time, just as he was about to close the door, the woman walked away, and when she left, she didn't forget to smile, reflecting the faint moonlight, this smile was impossible to forget, otherwise, the bandit wouldn't be so intoxicated.

The woman in red walked away, and for a while, it was like a gentle wind, fluctuating, gathering and scattering, where did she go at this time, the black bandits didn't know, I'm afraid the people in the entire deserted village shouldn't know, right? Seeing the woman leaving, the black bandit immediately closed the door of the house, there are many suspicious things in the deserted village, there is no need to worry about it, but the only plan for now is to close the door and sit back and relax, and leave the rest to God.

It must have been raining outside, otherwise the weather wouldn't have gotten a little cold, not only a little cold, but it also seemed unbearable. The black bandit hurriedly changed a thicker quilt to cover his body, and he was sleepless at night, smelling the small river to the east, which can be regarded as a kind of luck in life.

Soon after he fell asleep, the sound of rain came, and some people were crying constantly, such a sound, even if it was a hard-hearted person, I am afraid that I would not be able to bear this sin. The black bandit opened the door of the house for a while, and looked out, the moonlight was as pale as water, and the stars were sparsely falling, just when he was admiring the moon and flowers, but for some reason, he dared to love the time behind his back, otherwise, why did he see the woman in red again?

The woman was still squatting in front of the door of her house, sobbing faintly, her voice was extremely desolate, even if it was a ghost crying in the middle of the night, I am afraid that it is quite inferior to this thing. The quarrel made the black bandit lose his temper, so that people couldn't sleep and cry like this, once people saw it, they still thought that they had done something unbearable to him, otherwise why would they cry for no reason in front of the door of his house?

"What's wrong with you, it's so late at night, you don't go back to sleep well, but you cry here, and Lao Tzu didn't provoke you to recruit you, you ...... Do you fucking need to be so harmful? The black bandit roared.

No matter how much the woman has, she still can't stop crying, without the slightest words, with her back to the person, and for a while, she can't see what she looks like, how young she is. It is the arrival of the mid-year festival in July, often at this time, some adults in the deserted village warn their children not to go down to the river to bathe, nor to run around and scream, and at night, they have to snuggle up to their relatives, otherwise, I am afraid that they will encounter some unbearable things.

"Fuck," the bandit looked at the woman in red and cried, feeling a little wrong, "Could it be a ghost?" ”

With this in mind, the bandit did not dare to make a mistake, closed the door, bolted it, added a huge stone behind the door, leaned against the door, and then lay down on the bed, turned off the light, and put all his troubles aside, and at this time he did not care about anything, including the cry of the woman in red in front of the door.

Seeing the black bandit close the door of the house, for a while, there seemed to be no sound, and the woman in red also stopped sobbing for a while, so that the black bandit gradually closed his eyes and wanted to fall asleep. However, as soon as he closed his eyes and thought about what he had done, it was simply outrageous, if it were not so, how could such a terrible thing happen tonight, and there should be a ghost crying in front of his house?

As the heavy rain continued to fall, all of a sudden outside the door was only the sound of the rain, and other things were no longer heard, even if it was the sound of the small river going east, it was gradually disappearing. The black bandit let out a long sigh, the desolation of life has fallen like this, even if it is under the Nine Springs, it should be faceless to see the ancestors.

The wind was constantly howling, and the bandit could not sleep, and at this time he heard someone who seemed to be banging on his door, and he had to go out by himself, thinking that there was a ghost in front of the door, and he faced it alone, and it was impossible to say that he was not afraid. But it is not appropriate to let the ghost beat the door of his house, otherwise he will not be able to sleep, and tomorrow, if he wants to go up the mountain and work hard, I am afraid that he will not be able to do it.

I didn't dare to open the door of the house, because I was a little scared, but I couldn't blame anyone, if I wanted to blame it, I could only blame myself for making too many sins on weekdays, otherwise, when it came to the mid-July Festival, why did I have such a terrible thing in front of my house, and everyone was good? Thinking of the desolation of his life, coupled with such an unlucky thing, the black bandit's liver and intestines were broken, tears slipped down, cold and desolate, and at this unbearable moment, the ghost outside the door kept banging on the door, the sound was so strong that people couldn't sleep in bed properly, so they could only prick up their ears and listen for no reason.

I couldn't stand it anymore, and in desperation, the bandit wanted to rush out and fight with him, but after thinking about it for a while, he gave up this adventurous behavior, lay on his bed, and sighed for a long time. The sound of banging on the door gradually died out, and finally it was no longer heard, and the black bandit breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes again, and tonight this catastrophe was avoided.

Of course, if this is a person, the bandits are not allowed to kill him, after all, there is a gun in hand, looking at the deserted village, who can do anything? But in the middle of July, the Midyear Festival, I encountered such a terrible thing alone, if I didn't say that I was unlucky, it would be a lie.

The bandit is not a person who does not do bad things, otherwise, "do not do bad things, and are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door" is nothing. Since I have done too many bad things on weekdays, and I have encountered this thing at this time, it is impossible to say that I am not afraid.

No, hearing the ghost constantly slapping his house has a great tendency to break, and it is not a matter if it goes on like this for a long time. Just repairing this door has already cost me a lot of money, and with this mental loss, I may really lose a lot of money tonight.

The door of the house was slammed, I wanted to call someone, but after thinking about it, this place is so remote, even if it is called to break the throat, I am afraid that no one will hear, it is better to save effort and say nothing. Otherwise, this makes people know that it is not a glorious thing to say that they are afraid of ghosts.

However, the bandit is really afraid of ghosts, otherwise, the thing outside the door is constantly slapping on his door, how can he not even dare to let out a fart? It's obviously a little timid, I'm afraid that if I fire a shot, I can't hit the ghost is small, and if I'm unlucky, I may hit myself, but how can this be good?

It's better to stay in your own room obediently, don't go anywhere, everything is waiting for dawn, and it's not too late to talk about it when someone is there, go out at this time, isn't that death? The black bandit thought so, and the woman in red outside was really angry, not only banging on the door of the black bandit's house, but also constantly hitting the jars and jars placed in front of the door. These things were taken from some noble tombs at the risk of death, and it was better to let the ghost be smashed like this.

The bandits want to go out and have a look, otherwise, they may lose a lot tonight. In any case, you have to go out and have a look, persuade you, make a show to others, say something nice, or something, anyway, those treasures who have to protect yourself are also relying on their own guns, otherwise, at night, why dare to put them outside and not put them away?

But when I opened the door and looked out, there was no one in the mess, all I could see was some broken tiles, and I really couldn't see anything else.

Just as he was about to close the door, he suddenly heard a woman crying around the house. The black bandit looked at the sky at this time, it was the Midyear Festival, a full moon hanging, sprinkling silver light, reflecting all this, it turned out to be so weird.

The black bandit didn't dare to look at it, so he immediately closed the door and lay quietly on the bed, even if he was lying on the bed, he could still hear the faint sobbing voice of the woman in red outside.

"Damn, dare to love Lao Tzu has done too many bad things on weekdays, otherwise, how could he encounter such an unbearable thing at this time?" The bandit muttered in his heart.

I don't dare to sleep anymore. Because the crying outside is getting louder and louder, I am afraid that it is not a matter to lie in my room at this time.

Just as he was about to leave, the rain kept falling, and it was cold, and the rain was mixed with some knives, stones, and other things. After glancing at the sky, he had no choice but to go into his own house and never dared to go out.

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