When this feeling came, the area between my head and the tip of my nose suddenly felt cold. This area is a triangle, and it is also a sensitive part of the human face, and I was actually prepared when I slept before, so this time, I immediately woke up.

When I opened my eyes, a female ghost floating in mid-air about a foot away from me was staring at me with slanted eyes. It was located directly above the gap between me and the young man, that is, not directly above me, but at a relative forty-five degree angle.

The female ghost's appearance is as described by the young man before, the lower half of the face is blurred with flesh and blood, and it looks more like someone has eaten fresh meat like a beast, leaving a bloody stain on the face, only the jawbone that cannot be closed, and the blood-red tongue in the mouth that is still connected to the flesh tendons, and whether it is dripping blood, telling me that it is really disabled.

Instinctively, I tried to get out of the way immediately, but found that my whole body was tense except for my eyes and tongue. So I turned my eyes to the left, and in the afterglow, I saw that the young man also had his eyes closed, his brow furrowed, panting constantly, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, looking extremely uncomfortable. So I guess he's probably experiencing the same kind of oppression that I'm experiencing right now, but he hasn't woken up yet.

The female ghost's face scanned back and forth between me and the young man, as if she couldn't tell who was who was between us. And out of professional habits, I tend to think about who these two guys are my target. The terrible grimace was particularly pale in the night, and the squeaking of bats and insects outside the window gave me a message of late night, and the appearance of a female ghost suddenly appeared when I woke up, and my nerves were tensed to the extreme.

So I began to struggle, and as an insider, I was able to get rid of this restraint faster and more effectively than bedwetting, so I began to curl my tongue down my throat, trying to cause myself to feel nauseous, and as soon as I vomited, it would be released from my body. I think that's because ghosts are also afraid of filth such as feces and urine, and secondly, I assert that this young man is still a child, and that child urine is also harmful to ghosts.

Soon I vomited, and my body was able to move all at once. I knew very well that when my momentum prevailed, the corresponding ghost would prevail, which meant that it would most likely disappear as soon as I resumed my movement, and I saw it flicker a few times, and the outline of its body began to gradually appear to gradually appear ripples, and without thinking about it, I slapped Ziwei on its shoulder.

I heard a strange scream, like the cry of a bobcat or a leopard after a sudden pain, and then there was a tingling sensation on my hand, and the female ghost turned into a puff of black smoke and fled straight to the window. I immediately sat up, trying to look through the window to see where it was fleeing, but when I looked out, I found nothing.

The female ghost's cry just now also woke up the rest of the room, including the young man sleeping next to me. Everyone turned on the light and asked what was going on, and I said I didn't know, it seemed like a wild cat had come to the house, so let's go to sleep. After saying that, I glanced at the young man and asked him not to break the story.

When they heard this, they went back to sleep, but I couldn't sleep at all, so I took out a charm from my bag, which I had written down earlier when I was practicing writing, and there was quite a lot of stock, and I handed one to the young man, and asked him to hold it in the palm of his hand, and then I rested, and I went outside the door to look for it. Then I asked the young man if there were any scissors in the house, and he told me that there were none, only the female intellectuals on the opposite side had them, but in the middle of the night, there was no way to borrow them.

The reason why I wanted scissors was actually because the development I saw from the water bowl earlier was a pair of scissors. And if I'm not mistaken, this scissor is the tool that maimed this female ghost in her life, in other words, even if it is not afraid of me, not afraid of young men, it should be afraid of scissors. Once bitten by a snake for ten years, I was afraid of the well rope, probably this is the truth. But I can't borrow it now, so I didn't force it. After getting out of bed and putting on my shoes, I carried my bag and went outside.

I crouched under the window outside the door, across the wall from me, where I had slept and bumpered with ghosts. The direction in which the female ghost fled just now came out of this window, which means that if nothing else, I lit the incense of the soldiers and horses at this moment, and I should be able to find the trajectory of some female ghosts. But when I lit it, the incense of the terracotta and horses went as it did in the afternoon, and after circling around for a while, it dispersed. This makes me a little confused, generally speaking, when there is such a situation in the case of Terracotta Xiang, it is either that there is nothing nearby, but I don't think that is possible, because a few minutes ago, there was obviously a haunt here. Either that, the ghosts here are too powerful, and my soldiers and horses can't do anything. At the moment, I think it's the second type.

I walked back and forth in the yard a few more times, trying to use myself as bait to lure the female ghost out, but to no avail. Looking at the sky, it was almost four o'clock in the morning, and the summer sky was supposed to brighten earlier than other seasons, and if I still couldn't find it after dawn, it would be a waste of my day.

Chairman Mao once said that corruption and waste are the biggest crimes. So I didn't want to waste this little time, so I patted my face to make me more refreshed, and walked out of the yard. I want to go back to the place where the young man first hit the ghost, from that place to this location, in fact, there is a road that is not too close, the ghost has followed such a long distance, it is impossible for no reason, and the female ghost first appeared on the hillside, what is this for, I have to find out.

I walked with a flashlight on the way I came, and the speed of walking at night was indeed much slower than during the day. And it was pitch black all around, and there was not even a single light. Except for the crickets in the haystack and the bats flying overhead, and the occasional dog barking in the distance, all that was my breath and the rustle of my feet on the gravel. Soon I walked to the place where the young man and I had sat and rested, and after walking a short distance, I came to the hill where the female ghost appeared, and at that moment there was a sound behind me that gradually sounded.

That kind of sound, a bit like when I was a child, I saw the kissing procession, the sound of suona and gongs, so I turned my head to see, in the uphill section I walked over, more than ten or twenty people came back and forth, each person's body glowed with white light, as if there was a layer of white hair on the body, the posture of this group of people walking, it looked like they were all light and fluttering, and it felt as if they were deliberately making a posture of walking, but in fact people were panning. And the person who took the lead held a portrait in his hand, and the person behind him raised his hand from time to time and sprinkled some pieces of paper money, just like I saw in the haystack earlier!

So now, I began to understand a little. The funeral procession that the young man encountered earlier did not exist at all! Those who send the funeral are all ghosts!

Seeing that the group of people was getting closer and closer, I hurriedly flashed to the side of the road, turned my back to these people, and lowered my head slightly. This is the meaning of the avoidance of the living, and the "living" here does not mean "stranger" or "irrelevant person", but the meaning of the living. For this group of ghosts that roam the streets and there are so many of them, they are the dead, and I am the living. The form in which they appear is a funeral, which is a purpose in itself, so I know that if I don't deliberately provoke them at this moment, they shouldn't do anything to me, even if they really want to do something to me, this number of ghosts, I can't do anything.

So I didn't really see clearly whether the person on the portrait was the female ghost who appeared on my bed just now, I just saw that it was indeed a woman. With his back to such a large group of ghosts, he was still very scared in his heart. All I could hear was the sound of gongs and drums coming from behind, then from left to right, then from near to far, and then abruptly gone.

After I stopped talking, I thought that maybe the ghosts had gone away, so I slowly turned my head and shone a flashlight, and there was no one on the road, but there was a coffin on the road less than ten paces away.

I knew in my heart that even if I stood with my back to these ghosts, they knew I was there. So I said that the sudden coffin on the road was either to scare me or to send me some kind of message. Even if I run away now, sooner or later it will find me again. So I bent the thumb of my left hand, pressed it on the palm of my hand, prepared it with Ziwei at any time, held a flashlight in my right hand, concentrated the pillar of light on the coffin, and slowly moved under my feet towards the coffin.

The closer I got, the faster my heart beats. Actually, I know that the coffin doesn't exist at the moment, but the ghost gave me such a visual image. Because the coffin is like a piece of wood that has just been boiled in boiling water for a long time, after scooping it up, there is smoke emitting from all sides, but the smoke is composed of gray noise, and this color just shows the size of the grievance.

About two or three steps away from the coffin, the coffin lid suddenly and slowly slipped open.