Yin Yang contract gl

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"Honey, where's the saw I put outside?" the man asked.

"I got it back," the woman replied.

"Did you cut down the tree? Why does it feel that the tree is crooked?" The man's tone was a bit strange.

"right"

The man's face changed, he was a little nervous, "Did you feel weird after cutting down the tree?"

The woman looked at her husband strangely, "What are you talking about?"

The man wiped his sweat, "Did you see that tree shed something?"

The woman laughed, "That's ginkgo, what about you as a coconut tree?"

The man immediately breathed a sigh of relief, 'Maybe I'm thinking too much'

The man came back with the saw before dark. The difference was that this time both the couple had a dream, and they both dreamed about each other.

The wife dreamed that the ginkgo tree began to bleed, her husband was cut in half, her waist was sawed open, and her face was distorted due to the pain.

Her husband died and so did she.

The man dreamed that his wife was cut off at the waist, and the body was separated and divided into two.

He died, and his wife died beside him.

The two woke up from the dream at the same time, looked at each other, and read the horror in each other's eyes.

They saw the saw thrown on the bed, with blood stains on it, and the quilt was stained with blood. The woman couldn't remove the blood after washing it several times, and she was so frightened that she trembled all over.

Obviously the dream was a warning, and the bloody saw a punishment.

The woman held her head, and then she looked like she was about to cry.

"what to do"

The man lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and kept calm "It's just them"

The child's father was a businessman who had seen many strange things, and soon realized that something was wrong with the tree.

"Master, I'm sorry to trouble you." The man smiled forcefully, it was obvious that he had no trust in me as a young woman.The woman was holding the man's hand tightly, as if she was holding on to the last straw, her face was ashen.

After the two men brought me there, they left in a hurry.

I don’t know if it’s the terrifying atmosphere created by the couple, so I had a strange feeling when I first saw this ginkgo, as if there were a pair of eyes hidden in the tree, quietly watching every move outside.However, when you touch it, there is no such strange feeling.I took out a utility knife and inserted it along the gap. When the blade was turned horizontally, a red liquid emerged from the trunk. It looked like blood, but unexpectedly it had a sweet smell.

I dipped it lightly with my hand, twisted it with my fingers, it was a little thick, and then sent it under my nose to smell it. It really smelled like blood.

I sat on the ground, keeping a distance of at least three meters from the tree, quietly waiting for that thing to appear.

This sits down to night.

"Master, why don't you come in and have something to eat?" The man looked very bad, with doubts in his eyes.

I feel like if I don't move, I might be dismissed as a liar.

"No need, just some bread is enough for me. No matter what noise you hear at night, don't come out." I said seriously.

The man nodded, and walked quickly into the house, looking a little panicked.

Since there is no movement during the day, it means that the tree has become a demon at night.

It was about one or two o'clock at night, when people are in deep sleep, I held up the flashlight and still focused on the tree.

Is there any ghost hunting more embarrassing than this!

Am I catching ghosts or catching rabbits! Waiting for the rabbits!

I really want to sleep!

Stinky mosquito, go away!

Just as I was talking to myself, a strong wind suddenly blew up, carrying flying dust, and my vision suddenly became gray.

The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds.Kind of like a horror movie.

The hand holding the flashlight trembled unconsciously, and the flashlight rolled under the ginkgo tree. I got up and bent down to pick it up, and suddenly felt a chill on my back.

I took a few steps back nervously and hurriedly looked up.

The author has something to say: Suddenly found a bug in the first chapter, how could grandma and grandpa. . .I'm too lazy to change it, I'll update it at ten o'clock tomorrow night, okay?

☆、The eyes on the tree 2

The author has something to say: 1. The name of the school bug is not Pei but another one.Not surprisingly, she is the heroine of the next supernatural lily article.

2. It should be Qingshui Wen, but I have already written meat.Dirty! See you tomorrow at 11 o'clock

A straight white shadow hung in mid-air, crumbling in the wind, flax-colored hemp rope was wrapped around her delicate neck, her eyes were closed tightly and lifeless.The long tongue sticks out from the mouth, the face is sickly white, the blue blood vessels on the neck and even under the skin of the side of the face are swollen, and the arms exposed are covered with reddish-brown corpse spots.

It was a woman who had hanged herself.Wearing a long white dress with a lace bottom, the skirt flutters like a beautiful butterfly swaying in the wind.The ferocious expression when she was suffocating destroyed her original dignity.

I didn't dare to vent my anger, so I hurried back before the change happened.Just as I turned around, a strange sound came from the direction of the big tree.A gust of Yin wind blew, and I got goosebumps all over my body.

The sound is not like the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, but the "creaking" sound of the rope rubbing against the branches, like walking on a wooden floor, and then there is a sound of footsteps rolling over the leaves.

Almost at the same time, this image appeared in my mind: the woman's eyelids moved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes from the boundless darkness, and the dim pupils revealed a hint of evil.Those dull eyes turned around and suddenly fixed on my body, the teeth bit her tongue firmly, the woman didn't feel the pain at all, instead she showed a sinister smile.The woman raised her hands to hold the rope and pulled it apart forcefully. The rope was very thick, and the small thorns on it pierced deeply into the woman's stiff and cold palm. The rope was embedded in the woman's bloodless skin. Pale skin turned outward.The rope was pulled away, and the woman took her head out of the rope, and it fell lightly to the ground, stepping on the withered yellow leaves, making a "click, click, click" sound.

I almost tried my best to restrain my desire to look back, the scattered hair covered my eyes from time to time, my heart was up and down due to violent running, and there was a pain in my abdomen, which became more and more severe with the rapid breathing .I didn't know where the flashlight was dropped by me in the panic just now. Borrowing the faint moonlight in mid-air, I stumbled forward and could only hear the sound of wind brushing past my ears.

When I came back to my senses, I had walked into the open woods. This was different from the asphalt trail I took when I came here, but a solid dirt road. I stopped slowly, panting heavily, and calmed down as I walked.

There was a burning pain on my face. The thorns attached to the leaves had scratched the skin on my face when I passed the eucalyptus just now, leaving streaks of blood. It was not painful but a little itchy. I wiped my face with my sleeve and stood Looking back on that dirt road, I couldn't tell where the way back was.

I don't have a strong sense of direction, I only know the basics of up, north, down, south, left, west, right, east. How can I distinguish my position from the forest surrounded by towering trees?

I rubbed my numb right shoulder, feeling dazed for a while, anyway, I don't want to stay here for a moment.

Surrounded by deathly silence, paradoxical and gloomy.Finding your way back is the key.

I feel a little regretful, if I knew it earlier, I would have let that man wait by the side, or watch me from the window of the villa, it would be better than me running around here.My heart can't be at peace for a moment, and I haven't calmed down until now. When I think of a female ghost in white floating out from behind the hidden trunk at any time, my mood is extremely depressed.

After walking a certain distance, I felt that I was getting more and more deviated from the right path, going deeper into the woods, and getting farther and farther away from the villa.I stopped, hesitating.

I don't want to act rashly, but it's dangerous to stay where I am.At this time, I already felt physically and mentally exhausted, and I hadn’t eaten a bite, and my stomach was a little cramped. It was already past three o’clock in the morning, and there was still some time before dawn, so I couldn’t help being discouraged.