"Ah" Huang Canyun screamed in fright, and then rolled off the bed.
The moment she landed, Huang Canyun felt light and airy, and then she trembled violently.
Then she opened her eyes, and it turned out that everything just happened was just a dream.
Cold sweat had soaked her whole body, and the sheets were soaked.
"Dong dong dong."
There was a knock on the door, and then Huang Changsheng's voice came in: "Canyun, what's wrong with you?"
Hearing her father's voice, Huang Canyun's fear instantly dissipated.
She took out a match from under the pillow, struck it, and then lit the candle next to the bed.
The candlelight illuminated the whole room very brightly, and Huang Canyun's shadow was stretched very long.
She got out of bed and opened the door.
Huang Changsheng and his wife Huang Fang stood outside the door with anxious faces.
When their daughter opened the door, they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Canyun, are you okay?"
Huang Changsheng said.
Huang Canyun hugged Huang Fang and cried: "Father, mother, I have a nightmare.
I dreamed that a human head appeared beside my bed.
I struck the match but it couldn't shine.
Every time I struck it, he He blew out the match."
Suddenly, a light flashed in Huang Changsheng's eyes, and then he smiled and said: "It's just a nightmare, it's nothing.
Get some rest early."
"I'll sleep with him," Huang Fang said.
"Okay."
Huang Changsheng turned around and left quickly with a gloomy face.
He did not go back to his room, but walked downstairs.
Arriving downstairs, Huang Changsheng lit an oil lamp and walked towards the coffin in the middle of the hall.
The hall was quiet, without a sound.
The light of the oil lamp reflected on the white character "囍" in the middle of the hall, which looked very eerie.
"Mom, I'm so scared."
Huang Canyun shrank into the bed and whispered.
Huang Fang blew out the candles and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of?
It's just a dream.
Your mother and I often have nightmares too."
"But that feeling is so real.
Its hand reached into the quilt and touched my feet.
It was so cold and cold."
Huang Canyun said with a trembling voice, still feeling a little frightened by the previous "dream".
Huang Fang hugged her daughter and said, "Okay, okay, go to sleep.
Tomorrow is your brother's big day.
Don't think about anything.
Just go to sleep."
"Mom, I didn't dare to say it just now since my father was here.
The face of the man who blew out the match looked exactly like my brother's face."
In an instant, all the hairs on Huang Fang's body stood on end, and a chill ran down her spine.
She said, "Stop talking nonsense and go to bed quickly."
"I'm not talking nonsense.
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What I said is true.
It's really my brother's face.
When my brother died, his head was not found."
"Mom, why didn't you say anything?"
Huang Canyun asked in confusion.
Huang Changsheng reached out and slowly opened the coffin lid.
Thinking of his daughter's dream just now, he murmured, "I hope nothing will go wrong."
The moment the coffin lid was lifted, Huang Changsheng's eyes suddenly widened, and then he collapsed on the ground.
There was no straw man in the coffin.
Instead, there was a middle-aged woman whose body and head were separated.
It was Huang Changsheng's wife Huang Fang.
Huang Fang's face was full of ferocity, her eyes were full of death, her head seemed to have been cut off with a sharp weapon, and the blood dyed the entire coffin red.
"No, no."
Huang Changsheng muttered, then rolled and crawled upstairs.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by, and the oil lamp in the main room began to sway.
The light flickered on and off.
A large amount of red liquid seeped out of the white character "囍" in the middle of the hall, instantly dyeing the white character "囍" red.
"Mom, why don't you speak?"
Huang Canyun said in a trembling voice.
She reached out to touch Huang Fang beside her, but her touch was in vain.
Suddenly, Huang Canyun sat up and took out a match from under the pillow.
She struck the match and said, "Mom, don't scare me, mom."
With a "whoosh" sound, the match lit up.
After lighting the candle beside the bed, Huang Canyun found that Huang Fang was no longer around the bed, and the door to the room was opened.
Could it be that mother went to tell dad that I dreamed about my brother just now?
Huang Canyun wondered in his heart.
After getting up and getting out of bed, Huang Canyun quickly walked to the door with a candle.
She stuck her head out and shouted to the corridor: "Mother."
She was answered by deathly silence.
At this moment, a rustling sound reached her ears.
She couldn't help but tremble and turned to look into the room.
The sound came from the bed, or more accurately from the quilt.
There's something under the quilt Huang Canyun's heart skipped a beat, and she had a faint feeling that something was wrong.
"Canyun, I'm back, do you miss me?"
A faint voice echoed in the room.
"Ah" Huang Canyun screamed in fright, turned around and ran downstairs.
As soon as she ran to the corridor, she stopped and saw a figure standing in the middle of the stairs, a headless figure.
"ah" Huang Canyun staggered, fell to the ground, and rolled downstairs uncontrollably.
"Mom, dad, save me," Huang Canyun screamed, tears kept flowing down the corners of her eyes, her face turned pale, and her words began to be slurred.
"Canyun" Huang Changsheng's figure appeared on the corridor at some point.
He hugged Huang Canyun's body, helped her up and said, "Are you okay, Canyun?"
Huang Canyun was too frightened to make a sound at this time, and tears kept flowing down the corners of her eyes.
At this time, a sly smile appeared on Huang Changsheng's face, he put his head to Huang Canyun's ear and said, "Canyun, do you miss me so much?"
After saying that, his head fell off his body, and he looked at his The body was the straw man lying in the coffin before.
Huang Canyun shook her head violently, fear from the bottom of her heart spread to every cell in her body, and she struggled to run upstairs.
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The straw man stretched out his hand to pull her back, and then grabbed her head.
"My head is missing.
I'll go home and look for it to see if it's at home."
"Crack" sound of broken bones sounded Dark red blood flowed down the steps.
Lying at the entrance of the stairs in the main room was a headless corpse, which belonged to Huang Changsheng.
At this time, behind the village of Huangling Village was the home of Huang Changsheng's father, Huang Youlong.
Although it was already midnight, Huang Youlong did not sleep.
He sat on the futon, holding a string of black beads in his hand, and chanting silently.
Suddenly, the beads broke and scattered all over the floor.
Huang Youlong frowned, looked up at the black statue above and said, "Mountain God, please tell me why the beads suddenly broke."
An extremely cold voice came from the black statue: "I asked you to cut out the white 囍 characters, which is good for you.
If you use red paper instead of white paper, isn't this looking for death?"
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