Damn!

My scalp exploded, and I was so frightened that I didn't dare to move, and at this time, the red shadow also stopped gnawing on the ladder, and the bones of my body clicked, and slowly twisted my neck, which shifted 180 degrees, just so that I could see its face clearly!

It was a gloomy, miserable white face twisted to the extreme, with black-purple bloodshot cheeks, a dark mouth, and the corners of the grinning mouth were like sharks, revealing nail-like teeth!

I felt that the two rows of teeth were sharper than fish bones, and the tough bamboo ladder clicked off the scum under her gnawing, and the bamboo ladder also sank down one by one, and the shark-like mouth was almost gnawing at the center of my foot.

Hold the grass!

My head was so frightened that I couldn't care about anything, so I tried my best to climb up, intending to jump on the beam as fast as I could.

But halfway through the climb I felt my head wet and a chill to my bones, and the hanging rope hung down like a whip, and the loop rolled up to my neck impartially.

She wanted me to be a stand-in!

The moment I was entangled in the hanging rope, every cell in my body was frightened, and my brain was blank, but my body still reacted instinctively, kicking my legs and jumping directly down the bamboo ladder.

After landing, I couldn't find the right center of gravity, fell to the ground and fell into the mud, and I didn't care about the physical discomfort, so I hurriedly looked up at the hanging rope.

The rope had returned to normal, hanging there alone, squeaking with the cold wind.

Even the "broken" bamboo ladder is intact on the beams of the house, intact.

"It's a hallucination......"

I was soaked in cold sweat on my back, almost my whole body was wet, and I got up tremblingly, the flashlight had fallen at the foot of the bed just now, I didn't dare to bend down to pick it up, so I had to light a white candle with my hand, and looked around nervously by the light emitted by the candle.

My intuition told me that Widow Chen had returned, and that she might be hiding somewhere to keep an eye on my every move.

I couldn't see her with my naked eyes, so I had to rely on candles to find where she was hiding.

Candles can illuminate ghosts because there is yang energy on the candle flame and can react with the yin energy on the ghost's body.

And just as I was holding the candle and nervously looking for Widow Chen, I once again felt an itch on my scalp, and a cold touch came from it.

She's on it!

I sneered, hurriedly raised my head, and instantly saw a scarlet tongue, almost half a meter long, and the wet tongue coating hung on my scalp, wriggling like a snake.

The ghost licks his head.

My face twitched in fright, and my gaze moved up my scarlet tongue.

Then I saw Widow Chen's distorted face.

She hung upside down on the beams of the room, in an eerie position, her upper body writhing like a viper, her scarlet tongue dripping with wet slime, drop by drop falling on my forehead.

Only the whites of the eyes were left with the widening eyeballs, like two purple grapes that had been peeled.

"Mom!"

My spine was numb, as if I had stepped on a high-voltage line, and I ran out without saying a word.

The cold wind slapped on the corners of my convulsive mouth, and half of my face was numb, and I had no thought at this moment, I just wanted to get away from this terrible place as soon as possible.

"Giggles!"

Widow Chen's gloomy sneer lingered in the back of her head, accompanied by an endless cold wind, following me like a maggot on a tarsal bone.

Wherever I ran, the cold wind blew in whichever direction, and the white mist followed her "tap-to-tap" footsteps, getting closer and closer to me.

"Oops."

I wanted to cry without tears, and then I realized that I didn't have the ability to surrender her at all, and I was chased by ghosts, and it was too late to think about anything else.

I ran out of the village and plunged headlong into the thick fog, but because I was unfamiliar with the road conditions, I stepped on the loose stone slab and screamed and rolled down the slope.

There was a small ditch at the bottom of the slope, and I was half immersed in the water, and I got up with all my hands and feet, but the more panicked I was, the easier it was to make mistakes, and I struggled for a long time without getting up.

Just when I didn't know what to do, my hand was on a big hairy leg, and I jumped up in an instant, wondering how there could be a pillar next to the ditch? Hurry back to look at the big hairy leg.

In the next second, a big hairy face popped out of my eyes, which scared me into jumping three feet away.

"Damn, there's a bear drinking water by the river!"

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I ran backwards, but there was a sound of water in my ears,

"What bear, how can there be a bear drinking?"

Damn, what's the bear talking about?

I was so frightened that I quickly stepped on the brakes, and looked back at the "bear" in a sluggish manner, only to realize that I had misunderstood.

There were no bears by the river, only a big black fat man squatting there to drink water, as burly as a stone pier, showing a big dark face to me, and smiled honestly,

"Are you mistaken, I've been staying here, how can there be a bear?"

"You...... Who are you? "I touched the back of my head, and my heart was still beating fast.

"My name is Hui Zhen, what about you?"

The big black fat man stood up from the water, revealing a height of more than one meter nine, full of tendon flesh, as strong as an old female bear in estrus, his body was harder than the iron tower, but he maintained a very honest smile on his face, and he was silly at me.

"It's so late, why are you running around in the mountains alone, how dangerous it is."

I was completely blindfolded, looking at this guy who was full of flesh and strong like a live bear, and was in a trance for a long time, before I suddenly remembered that Widow Chen was still chasing me behind, and hurriedly jumped up and shouted,

"Quick, run, there's a ghost in the village, and it's about to come out."

After saying that, I reached out to pull this big black man, intending to pull him to run together, but the big black man shook his head and said with a smirk,

"It's okay, with my master here, no lonely souls and wild ghosts dare to come."

"Your master?"

I didn't wait to come back to my senses, a swishing cold wind surged behind me again, I turned my head and saw that a white fog was rolling at the entrance of the village, and the gloomy "giggle" grin in the dense fog was less than ten meters away from me, which scared my heart and liver, and I quickly jumped to the side of the black buddy,

"Here it is, here the ghost is......"

"Are there really ghosts?"

The stupid big man also heard the sound from the thick fog, but he didn't have any fear, but rolled up his sleeves and shouted with a funny face,

"Oh, where did the lonely ghosts come from, dare to be presumptuous in front of the Buddha, see that the Buddha won't accept you."

"Giggle......

The wind was gusting, the sneer was getting closer, and I saw a bloody red shadow floating out of the white mist, standing up with its arms upright, keeping the movement to grasp us.

The black guy snorted coldly, took out a mirror from his arms, and buckled it forward with his backhand.

Poof!

There were bursts of smoke, and there was a terrible scream from Widow Chen, and then the white mist quickly shrank back, and the yin wind that was entangled behind me disappeared in an instant.

"You're a cultivator?"

I blinked, looked at this big, burly stupid man, and wondered how surprised I was.

The stupid big man shook his head and said, "I'm not a Taoist priest, I'm a lay disciple of the Hanging Temple, by the way, you haven't told me your name yet." ”