I don't believe in ghosts today

"Did you see that girl just now?" Zou Hao asked hurriedly.

"I see. She went to the basement." Li Yifan said.

Zou Hao turned around and saw that there was indeed a downward staircase, cut off by a rusty iron door.

"Didn't you just say that there is no one here?" Zou Hao couldn't help but doubt Li Yifan's level.

"She doesn't have any yang energy anymore. If she continues like this, she won't live long."

Zou Hao walked to the iron gate, clasped his fingers and knocked. "Is there anyone there?"

no respond.

"We have no malicious intentions, just want to know what happened here. Can you tell me?" Zou Hao knocked on the door again. "If you really don't want to, forget it. We'll leave here as soon as it gets dark."

Zou Hao, who did not wait for any reply, was about to turn around and leave, when a strange intermittent voice suddenly came from the door: "I, yes, eat, you..." He spoke very slowly, as if every single word took a lot of effort .

"What are you talking about?" Zou Hao was completely confused.

"I, can, eat..." The girl's weird voice sounded again.

Li Yifan immediately reacted: "She probably wants to eat the fried pork rice with preserved vegetables that I bought."

Zou Hao quickly picked up the lunch box that had not been knocked over completely, and put it on the ground outside the iron gate.Two skinny arms stretched out from the crack in the door, grabbed the plastic box, and took it back quickly.Soon there was the sound of unpacking and gobbling through the door.

After the voices in the door gradually subsided, Zou Hao spoke again: "Are you willing to tell us now? What happened here?"

The iron door opened slowly, and the girl stood behind it, with a large black shadow behind her. "Follow me, come in."

"Be careful, the ground is a bit messy." Li Yifan reminded.

Zou Hao walked down the stairs, the ground was piled up with various food packaging bags, and it was almost impossible to find a place to stay.The girl closed the iron gate, and the darkness soon engulfed him.

After more than ten seconds, his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and Zou Hao finally saw a faint light shining from the deepest part of the stairs.

"Go, go." The girl's voice sounded from behind.

Zou Hao walked down while holding onto the wall, stepped on plastic bottles several times, and almost fell down.Finally reaching the bottom of the stairs, the scene in front of him made Zou Hao's scalp tingle.

This is a small room of more than ten square meters, with a dim electric light hanging on it, and a few dirty quilts on the floor, it seems to be a place for girls to sleep.Along the wall of the room, there was a row of urns, more than 20.Behind the urn, against the wall, there are posthumous portraits. Men, women, young and old all show the same bright smiles in the black and white photos.

"Who are these people...?" Zou Hao took a step back unconsciously, crushing a plastic candy box.

"Yes, my home, my people." A tear slowly flowed from the girl's cloudy and lifeless eyes.

Zou Hao remembered the family portrait in the living room upstairs. "What happened?"

"They, all, died. One year, one."

"One a year?"

"Twenty, ten years ago, we were, chosen, and became, sacrifices." The girl's face darkened, and she fell into memories.Her sunken cheeks were cast in a large shadow by the dim yellow light, making her look terrible. "We are shut up and up. Every year, we will be killed by the butcher."

"Sacrifice? Butcher?" Zou Hao became more and more confused as he listened.

"Ugh—" the girl suddenly lowered her head, and let out a hoarse voice like an old man.

"what happened to you?"

Zou Hao was about to go forward, but Li Yifan stopped him suddenly: "Go!"

"what?"

Before Zou Hao could react, the girl suddenly raised her head, as if she was a different person, her eyes suddenly sharpened. "You shouldn't have come here." The girl said smoothly, pulled out a dagger from under the quilt, and approached slowly.Zou Hao vaguely saw dried blood on the blade. "My sister is very kind, but I know that all of you are bad people. Each of you is a murderer."

"Let's go now." Zou Hao raised one hand and kept backing away, trying to calm the girl down.

"I'll stop her, you run!"

The moment Li Yifan finished speaking, an urn flew up from the ground and smashed towards the girl.The girl dodged to avoid it, and Zou Hao took the opportunity to climb up the stairs and stumbled towards the iron gate.

Seeing that the iron gate was in front of him, Zou Hao stepped on the plastic bottle again and fell down on the stairs.

"You can't escape." The girl stepped up the stairs, her tone as gloomy as her expression. "When you die in the future, you will all go to hell. Every day, every day, you have to endure the burning of the fire and the cruelest torture."

Zou Hao got up from the ground, picked up the garbage on the ground, and threw it at the girl with his head covered his face.He turned around and touched the lock of the iron door, opened the door, and fled.

When he was about to run to the exit of the small courtyard, Zou Hao suddenly remembered those people following him outside, and stopped immediately.When he looked behind him, the girl didn't catch up, but stood at the dark doorway of the basement, tilted her head, stared at him without saying a word, and the dagger in her hand flashed a cold light.

"Let's go, we can't stay here anymore." Li Yifan said. "There are two different personalities living in her body."

"But, if we go out like this, won't we be caught soon?"

"Cover the black cloth that Goddess Duan gave you." Li Yifan said.

"But, it's still broad daylight?" Zou Hao looked up at the sun in the sky.

"Since Goddess Duan said you can escape, let's try."

"That's the only way to go." Zou Hao gritted his teeth, took out a black cloth, and covered his face.

"Ah—" The girl standing at the door of the basement suddenly screamed, and Zou Hao hurriedly left the small courtyard and set foot on Sanlong Lane again.Black cloth is a common cheap cloth in the countryside, and there are wide gaps between the threads, so even if you cover your face, you can see everything outside.

Something weird happened.

Pedestrians in the alley and businesses on both sides clearly watched Zou Hao pass by, but were indifferent to the picture of him covered with a black cloth, as if this was a very common thing.

Zou Hao was about to set foot on the stone steps, and when he returned to the road, he even passed the bus driver who was following him just now.The driver didn't even give him a second look, just walked over.

Zou Hao quickly walked back to the center of the county, people were still busy whispering, no one paid attention to him.

"Is this the invisibility cloak in Harry Potter?"

Zou Hao was about to ask Li Yifan, when a child's voice suddenly came from his ear: "Mom, why is there a black cloth on that uncle's face?"

He turned his head and saw a four or five-year-old boy pointing at him, asking his mother.

The young mother smiled apologetically at Zou Hao, bowed her head and explained to the little boy: "Today is a special day, and each of us will wear a piece of black cloth. Did the baby forget? Last year at this time, we did exactly the same thing." thing."