"Principal, this matter is not simple, otherwise" I said, "Tonight I will stay at your house for the night.
You saw it just now.
It was covered with soul-killing charms.
This ghostly face rushed in without any scruples.
To kill you seems to be no ordinary role.”
"Okay, just take care of it."
The principal and the principal's wife both nodded in response.
And I felt like I couldn’t deal with this grimace, so I asked Yang Shiyun to stay too.
Time passed bit by bit, and it was already night before I knew it.
I asked the principal and his wife to rest at normal times, but I asked them to make sure that the bedroom door was not closed.
Because it is impossible for me to guard in the living room, Ghostface's raid was unsuccessful this time.
He also saw how powerful I am.
If he saw me still here when he came at night, he might not take action.
Then what I arranged at night Everything will come to nothing.
After hearing my words, the principal and his wife hesitated.
Seeing their worried looks, I knew what they were hesitating about, so I said, "Principal, don't worry.
Since I'm doing this, I'm 90% sure that you won't do any harm."
Yang Shiyun frowned.
She knows me.
In the past, I would not do anything that I was not 100% sure about.
But today, I actually said that I was only 90% sure.
This is a little different from me in the past.
This also makes me sad.
Yang Shiyun realized that tonight was likely to be a fierce battle.
At around ten o'clock in the evening, the principal and his wife entered the bedroom tremblingly.
They did not close the bedroom door as I asked.
Yang Shiyun and I put moxa leaves on our seals and hid in the darkness, quietly waiting for that grimace. arrival.
When it was almost twelve o'clock, I whispered to Yang Shiyun: "Sister Shiyun, you're coming soon."
"How do you know?"
Yang Shiyun was confused and wanted to say something else.
Before she could say anything, an extremely cold wind appeared in the living room.
It seemed that this person didn't notice Yang Shiyun and I and drifted straight towards the bedroom.
I nudged Yang Shiyun lightly with my elbow, signaling to follow.
Yang Shiyun and I quietly came to the front of the bedroom, but what we saw next was not the structure of the bedroom we saw at first, but another scene.
Yang Shiyun and I were actually in front of the Yizuo cabin The space in the room is very small, basically only a wooden bed and a table can be accommodated.
An oil lamp is placed on the old-fashioned and old tabletop, emitting a dim red light.
A woman was sitting in front of the window with her back to us, combing her hair with a wooden comb in her hand.
There was a small round mirror on the table in front of her.
From my angle, I could only see the top of the woman's hair and the scene of her combing her hair reflected in the mirror, but I couldn't see her face.
After watching for a while, this woman had been combing her hair, and there was no one else in the room except her.
This made me feel strange, and I couldn't help but feel a chill running down my spine.
Why is Mao like this?
Because when we came here, there were only lights on the windows and no one was found.
What I saw now was that this woman was sitting at the window.
Under normal circumstances, her shadow would have been cast on the window under the light of an oil lamp.
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Why didn't Mao The more I thought about it, the weirder it felt, and I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over my body.
But I have opened my yin and yang eyes, but I can't see anything wrong with her.
This is not unreasonable, because some ghosts know how to control their own ghost energy, especially at night when their spiritual power is strongest, they will become like strangers.
Not easily distinguishable.
This kind of ghost is at least above the level of fierce ghost, but no matter how well they hide, they still have traces to follow, and that is the shadow.
Ghosts have no shadows and have never changed since ancient times.
Yang Shiyun gently pulled my sleeve and whispered in my ear: "It's so strange.
Why is she combing her hair all the time?"
I turned my head and whispered in her ear: "All female ghosts have this problem.
One is combing her hair, and the other is painting her skin."
Yang Shiyun trembled and quickly covered her mouth.
Painted Skin is the scariest Chinese fairy tale, and the movie has just been remade.
Talking about it at night is like asking for trouble.
I took her little hand and squeezed it gently, signaling her not to be too afraid, I was here.
Then she put her eyes on the small hole in the window paper.
At this moment, the woman put down the wooden comb, picked up a small mirror in her left hand, and picked up an eyebrow pencil in her right hand, as if to draw eyebrows on her face.
Holding the small mirror high, from this angle, I can see the woman's face in the mirror from her nose upwards.
She has a pair of big dark eyes, which are quite beautiful, but they reveal an eerie chill.
In addition, it looks very strange, and it always feels like it is bare except for the eyes.
Oh, I understand, the woman has stripped off her eyebrows and is using an eyebrow pencil to draw a thin black line.
With the black lines drawn, the eyes are made more beautiful and have an overall aesthetic feeling.
After finishing the two eyebrows, she took out a lipstick and started painting her lips.
The thrush in the mirror slowly emerged from the nose down.
Oh my god, all the hair on my body exploded.
This girl has no lips at all.
She looks just like Sheng Yanyan, but not as bloody as Sheng Yanyan.
The edges of the rotten lips have dried up and are purple-black in color.
They look like old rotten flesh.
They are more terrifying and disgusting than Sheng Yanyan's mouth.
Yang Shiyun stretched out his hand and pinched my wrist.
His nails dug deeply into my flesh, and the pain made me tremble all over.
Fortunately, she vented her fear in this way and didn't scream, otherwise she would have alerted the eldest lady in the room who was wearing makeup.
She didn't dare to look anymore, and looked at me with a crying face, as if asking, why didn't Mao take action to get rid of this ghost?
Maoshan has rules for dealing with ghosts.
There is a theory that "the main method is to drive away, and the supplement is to subdue, and all demons and demons will not be destroyed."
If the opponent is not an evil spirit, it would be too overbearing for me to kill him immediately.
Although I think this female ghost is the evil ghost who wanted to attack us in the temple just now and the murderer who killed Sheng Yanyan, there is no evidence after all, so we have to wait and see.
I distracted my attention for a moment, and when I looked back, I saw that the female ghost makeup was done, and the two plump lips were sexy and attractive.
They were also stretched to apply lipstick evenly.
Damn, how did the lips grow?
She put down the mirror and lipstick and turned her face sideways.
She had to say that she was really a stunning beauty.
If she hadn't seen that she was a ghost, she would have really been a stunner.
But due to the dim light, I couldn't see the female ghost clearly.
The woman stood up and saw clearly that she was wearing a tight white shirt, a short black skirt underneath, a pair of slender legs, and black stockings.
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Damn, she’s a girl in uniform.
She’s so beautiful and seductive.
It makes me feel the urge to commit a crime.
She opened her beautiful feet wearing high heels and walked toward the door.
As she walked, her attractive and plump buttocks swayed left and right, which really made people nosebleed.
It seemed that she was about to open the door and come out.
I hurriedly pulled Yang Shiyun and pointed to the right corner of the room, and quickly ducked behind the corner.
As soon as we hid, the door creaked open.
It was an old-fashioned double wooden door, and the sound it made was particularly clear at night.
The sound of gada gada came, and the woman walked down the steps.
She turned back and glanced in the direction where we were hiding, intentionally or unintentionally, before turning back and continuing to move forward.
Only then did I see the female ghost’s appearance clearly, wasn’t it the chinless female ghost who asked me for help at the ghost pawn shop a few days ago: