The young man said that because the girl had been crying and he had been kind enough to send people home, the scene looked a little awkward. The young man began to find a topic to talk to the girl, and asked her why she was crying alone on the hillside, and if she had encountered something unhappy. But as soon as she said this, the girl suddenly stopped on the road and stopped walking.

The young man wondered, so he also stopped, and turned to look back at the girl. The girl sobbed and said that someone was bullying her, beating her, and saying they were going to kill her. When the young man heard this, his sense of justice suddenly became stronger. He patted his chest and said to the girl, who is so rampant, you take me, and I will help you get justice!

When I heard this, I couldn't help but silently praise this young man in my heart, the world really needs some enthusiastic people too much. But the girl was still sobbing and crying, and did not answer, but kept shaking her head. The young man asked her, "Why did others bully you?" Can you tell us more about that? The girl was stunned for a moment, and then took off the handkerchief that had been covering her mouth.

When he said this, the young man touched the scene, gasped, looked panicked and said with a pale face, after the girl took off the handkerchief, at this time, he could see the girl's face clearly, on her left eyebrow, there was a relatively obvious black mole, but below her nose and around her mouth, there were wounds pierced by sharp things everywhere, blood continued to gush out, and the whole mouth was wide open, as if someone had broken her jawbone, and the tongue in her mouth was also cut off. Only then did he notice that even though the night was dark, he could see the upper half of the girl's pale face and the blood-red lower half of her face. And at this time, the girl's continuous crying actually stopped, not only did not cry, but showed a very strange smile.

The young man said that a normal person's smile, even if he laughed, was only squinting, but this girl's eyes turned into a crescent moon, and blood continued to drip down her chin from the corners of her cracked mouth.

He was terrified, screaming like a pig, dropping his things and running away. It's just that the girl didn't chase after him, but after he ran out for a distance, there was a burst of laughter from behind, as if he had seen something extremely ridiculous.

When I returned to the dormitory that night, I looked restless, I couldn't believe what had happened before, and the more I thought about it, the more I doubted whether the scene I saw was real. The roommate in the same dormitory saw that he was in a trance, and out of concern, he asked him what had happened, so he told everyone about it.

The young men told me that there were four young men living in their dormitory, and after hearing this, everyone expressed their opinions. The bold man said that he was just too tired from work, so he hallucinated. The timid one said that he had encountered a ghost hitting the wall, in short, everyone was comforting him, telling him not to think too much, whether that thing was real or not, as long as the person was fine. The young man thought to himself that this was indeed the case, although he was frightened, he had always returned to the dormitory safely and soundly, and there was nothing else wrong, and it was precisely because of the persuasion of his roommates that he felt more and more that he was really working too hard, so that he hallucinated.

And the next day, he didn't finish his work until 8 o'clock in the evening, but this time he didn't dare to go back alone, so he pulled a roommate all the way back to the dormitory. When he walked to the place where he met the girl the night before, he pointed to the hillside and said that it was in this place that he met the girl in red after he had done it. The roommate looked in the direction he pointed, but it was just a barren hillside, and the roommate continued to comfort him, saying don't think too much, nothing is wrong.

The young man really didn't hear the cry before, so he felt that either he was hallucinating, or he had encountered a wild road last night, and he left after making a fuss, and he couldn't meet it in the future, so he was a little relieved. But just as the two of them walked to the place where the young man saw the girl take off the handkerchief last night, the machine cultivator in front of him suddenly heard a sound of banging and blowing suona.

From a distance, they saw more than a dozen people coming towards them, lined up in a long line, all dressed in white. Then they learned that someone in the village might have died and was in the process of being buried. Because there is a unique local custom, if a family dies, on the night before the funeral, the funeral people and their families have to wander around the village, on the one hand, in this way to inform everyone who has died, tomorrow morning funeral, on the other hand, it is also to attract everyone's attention, blowing and blowing is also to live.

Although he is an educated youth, his blood is boiling, and his thinking is radical, he also understands the truth that the dead are great. So the two male intellectuals took the initiative to stand on the side of the road and gave the funeral team a way. At the head of the procession was a young man who looked to be about thirty years old, holding a large portrait with a white drape and paper flowers hanging from it. The man was crying very sadly, but at this moment the young man noticed that the portrait was a young woman with a black mole on her eyebrows, and it turned out to be the girl he had met here last night.

This, he told me, convinced him that he had been a ghost hit the night before.

And the girl in the photo has a complete face, and she doesn't look like she was bloody last night. The black-and-white photo was particularly eye-catching at night, and the young man was so frightened that his feet were weak, and he suddenly grabbed his roommate and gently told him to walk quickly. The two crossed the funeral procession and quickly left. After walking away, the young man told his roommate that the woman in the photo was the same woman he had seen last night, and the roommate was also a little scared when he heard it. So after the two returned to the dormitory, it sparked a discussion among the whole dormitory.

One of the male intellectuals said that it may be that the funeral is about to be held, and the girl is reluctant to be in the world, so she cried very sadly, so she came back to see, and it happened to be met by you. The other refuted him and said, everything is your cowardly thoughts, where are the ghosts in this world, Chairman Mao said, we want to sweep away all the ghosts, snakes and gods, do you say such things, do you still put the chairman in your eyes?

Once again, the discussion could not proceed. Originally, the young man felt that he was probably really unlucky, and he happened to meet it, and since the girl was going to be funeral tomorrow, from now on, it would probably be fine.

But that night, I was sleeping in a daze, and suddenly I felt someone touching my body. I live in a room full of male intellectuals, this kind of behavior is really obscene! So he reached out and hit the thing that was touching his body, and said in a daze while beating, whose hand is it, be disciplined, don't touch it, think about women and want to be crazy, right? After saying that, he paused for a moment, and soon the touch came out again. Now he was a little angry, and immediately reached out and grabbed it, but he grabbed a slender, cold wrist that felt like a lot of dust to the touch.

The young man said that he was a little dazed at the time, and he didn't react at the first time, and then he suddenly realized why it was such a thin wrist.

Thinking of this, I suddenly fell asleep. He opened his eyes suddenly, and found that above the body parallel to his flat lying body, there was a pale lian floating in the air, his eyes laughed like a crooked crescent, the lower half of his face was blurred with flesh and blood, his mouth was open because of a broken chin, and the half-broken tongue was connected to the flesh, and he was pulled out of his mouth like this, face to face with himself, his hand was grabbed by himself, and the other hand deliberately lifted his long hair that was hanging down because of his face.

That's right, it's the girl in red I met earlier!

The young man's state at that time was almost complete in an instant from deep sleep to awakening. After waking up suddenly, the scene in front of him was so frightened that he wanted to turn over and dodge, but found that he couldn't move at all at the moment, and he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth to scream. At this moment, the woman actually faced the young man at close range, and let out a "roar... Roar...".

He told me that the sound was very similar to brushing your teeth, pouring water down your throat and then exhaling. It's just that the frequency is slower and the tone is lower. But in the quiet environment, the voice was still very clear, and in his ears, it even formed a hollow echo.

He couldn't bear it anymore, although his body couldn't move, but he still struggled desperately, while struggling while looking at the woman's face, although he obviously didn't want to look, his eyes didn't obey at all, staring at the terrible face, at this time, the woman's mouth began to move slightly, and the voice also changed in pitch with the posture of the mouth, and it felt as if she was talking, but she couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

I interrupted him and said, "No, didn't you talk to her when you sent her home?" Why can't you hear clearly now? The young man shook his head and said he didn't know either, and in retrospect, the conversation he had with the girl on the road felt more like the voice coming directly to his head, because he had never seen the woman's mouth until the moment she took off her handkerchief.

This is strange, if the ghost wants to communicate with people, even I can only ask and answer by asking rice, this female ghost actually turns her thoughts into the voice of the victim's head, how strong does it take to do this?