no soul

The three were startled.

"You remember us?!"

Ghost nodded, "You were here the day before yesterday, and you were here yesterday."

The three looked at each other.

Lin Hong took out a handful of candied fruit, squatted down and looked at him, "Tell us everything you know, and all these candied fruit belong to you, okay?"

"En!" Gui'er looked at the candied fruit and nodded.

Gui'er said: "This is the world transformed by Sister Ningxue's resentment, and it will go back and forth where her heart knot is. It has been in a cycle for more than 300 years. I die and live, and I live and die again."

It's ridiculous... So Lin Hong and the others got into the ghost's resentment and got into her heart knot.

If they hadn't experienced it themselves, who would believe that such a thing existed?

Lin Hong asked, "Why don't the villagers remember us, but you?"

Ghost blinked, "Because they are all grievances, I still have a living soul, I know that I am dead, and I cannot be reincarnated as a human for more than 300 years."

living soul?What?

Lin Hong thought about it, but he didn't quite understand the difference between living soul and resentment, but he understood, it should mean that other people are nothingness, but this ghost is a real soul, right?

So Guier is an ancient man who is more than 300 years older than him, and he treats him like a younger brother... ah!

Wan Guchuan asked him: "How can we get out from here?"

Gui'er thought for a while and replied: "Resolve her grievances and break the cycle?"

So the red-clothed female ghost recruited them to help her resolve her grievances?

"How to resolve it?" Lin Hong asked.

"I don't know," Gui'er grabbed the hem of his clothes, "I fell asleep at the time, all dead... all dead... I don't know anything."

He didn't know that he had been trapped for 300 years and could not escape. The only consolation was that his mother was still there, even if every day was exactly the same.

Lin Hong felt distressed, he really wanted to touch his head, but he thought that this was a senior from 300 years ago, so he held back and gave him the candied fruit in his hand.

Gui'er was very happy holding the candied fruit. He had never been so happy in 300 years.

The three went to look for Jiang Jiao, and saw her sitting on the stool in front of the door in a daze. It must be the aunt who found her first and put a blanket on her.

It's not good for the three of them to take her out together to find clues in her state.

Lin Hong sighed, "What should we do now?"

"Go look for Wang Ningxue in the mountains." Wan Guchuan said.

The forest around the village is extremely dense, with towering ancient trees and splendid flowers.

It was early spring, walking in the forest, the birdsong was crisp, and the air was full of the smell of mud, but they had no time to appreciate it.

After wandering around in the forest for a long time, at the end of the day, they didn't see anything special, let alone Wang Ningxue.

And they found that they couldn't get far.

When you reach a certain level, no matter how far you go, if you look back in the direction of the village, you will find that you are still wandering around there.

It was like stepping on a roller and spinning in place, so Guo Zigui and Jiang Jiao went back and forth.

As they were walking, Wan Guchuan suddenly reached out to stop them.

"What?" Lin Hong's heart tightened.

"It smells like blood," Wan Guchuan said.

Lin Hong took a sniff, and there was indeed a vague smell of blood mixed in the air. He looked back at the village, but there was no change, and the smoke was still rising. It wasn't bandits, so it must be something new, "Look for it?"

The smell of blood permeated the air, and it was impossible to tell the direction. The three of them moved separately, looking for the source carefully.

In the woods, the grass is so lush that it reaches to the waist, so it is really hard to find.

"Ah!!!" Duan Yu suddenly screamed, took several steps back, and almost fell to the ground.

Wan Guchuan and Lin Hong rushed over quickly, and there was a clear smell of blood nearby.

Pushing aside the bushes, I saw the corpse of a hound lying there, with white eyes, the stomach was torn open by some beast, the internal organs were scattered all over the ground, and the body was covered with carnivorous insects.

Duan Yu started to retch.

a dead dog?

Its bloody smell can't be so strong, can it? ...

"Save her...save her...save her..." A faint voice suddenly sounded, and the lush grass in front began to tremble.

The three of them were startled and looked in that direction.

"Save her... save her..."

The trembling was approaching their side...

Accompanied by the "rustling" sound of the cloth pressing against the blades of grass...

Wan Guchuan guarded the two of them behind him, holding the hilt of his sword with his hand.

"Save her...save her..." The voice was getting closer and closer, and the trembling grass was right in front of them...

"Save her..."

A gray face popped out from the roots of the grass! !

It was a man's face, his pupils were dilated and pale, his pale lips were slightly parted, and he kept whispering: "Save her... save her..."

"What is this!" Lin Hong took Duan Yu who was already frightened and took a step back.

The man's pale blood-stained hands stretched out from the grass, grabbed the muddy ground, pulled his body, and his shoulders also came out of the grass... He continued to crawl towards them, approaching them inch by inch...

No matter how you look at it, this is a dead person... Dead people can still crawl? ?

Wan Guchuan drew out his long sword.

The man crawled out completely, but only the upper half of his body! !

He was cut in the middle, and blood, intestines, minced meat, and internal organs left long traces on the ground... The smell of blood was so strong that it was disgusting...

Duan Yu's face turned pale with fright, he didn't even dare to scream.

Lin Hong's scalp was numb, but he still took a step to block Duan Yu, "You can still move like this!?"

"Save her...save her..." The half of the corpse was still crawling forward with its hands, its eyes were distracted, and it seemed that it didn't pay attention to the three people beside it.

Wan Guchuan took a look, "He's going to crawl towards the village. Who should we save?"

"Ask him!" Lin Hong had a terrible headache, pinched the base of his nose with cold fingertips, and his heart jumped into his throat.

Wan Guchuan was not stupid enough to ask a corpse that had lost consciousness.

"Wait..." Lin Hong suddenly remembered something, and pointed at the crawling corpse with trembling hands, "He...he seems to be the man in my dream!"

——The man reflected in the mirror, the faceless woman called him "Ye Lang"?

"He Meng?" Wan Guchuan asked.

Lin Hong briefly talked about his dream, "This person should be Ye Cheng, Wang Ningxue's fiancé."

Ye Cheng actually died before massacring the village.

Lin Hong guessed: "Could it be Wang Ningxue who he said he wanted to save?"

"Eight and nine are inseparable," Wan Guchuan said, "He may have known about the bandit's coming to slaughter the village, and he wants to rush back and tell Wang Ningxue to escape quickly."

It's a pity that it didn't work out.

Lin Hong sighed, "I still have this obsession even after I die. I love you so deeply."

"Do you still remember what my aunt said that he went hunting? I'm afraid he sent the hunting dog back, but it died halfway." Wan Guchuan knelt down to study the still crawling corpse.

"You are so courageous!" Lin Hong couldn't laugh or cry, he panicked just looking at it, let alone observing carefully.

He turned his head to look at Duan Yu behind him—a small face was pale with fright, and his dark eyes were looking at him, almost crying.

Hey, poor...

"I've seen it a lot, and I'm used to it." Wan Guchuan frowned, "His wound doesn't seem to be bitten by any beast, it's inch by inch, and he should have cut it bit by bit with a knife."

"Why did you speak so calmly..." Lin Hong wanted to vomit.And what does it mean to get used to seeing too much?

He wondered if Wan Guchuan might be some kind of murderous devil without blinking an eye?Then imagine that he slaughtered all the bandits by himself last night... This idea is out of control together.

Lin Hong couldn't stand it anymore, "What should I do? Bury him?"

"Yes." Wan Guchuan took off his coat and wrapped the corpse.

When the body was buried, the half of the male corpse was still muttering, "Save him... save him..."

Lin Hong couldn't help but said: "He can still move, I always feel that I'm burying a living person, it's too sinful..."

After the body was buried, the sun had already set in the west, and the three of them did not dare to stay outside, so they went straight back to the aunt's house.

Jiang Jiao was still sitting there in a daze, her eyes were fixed, as if she hadn't moved all day.

Lin Hong looked at it and felt sorry for her.

Night came again.

"Wang Ningxue is too hard to find, we won't go to the forest tomorrow, right?" Duan Yu was in the shadows, a little nauseated, but he felt that he could really bear it more and more...

"Hiss..." Lin Hong said, "Father of the Wang family said that Wang Ningxue came home very late, which meant that she would be at home at night."

"You want to go find her now?" Wan Guchuan rubbed his sword with an expression of "doable".

"No—come and see." Lin Hong got up and walked to the window, and opened it.

When the two came over, he pointed to the opposite house, "I want to confirm something with you, does this house belong to the Wang family?"

Duan Yu saw the person standing on the opposite window who had been watching them, and took a step back in fright, "Well...it seems to be really..."

"I see." Wan Guchuan put the sword back into the scabbard, "Come with me."

"I knew I had to go after I told you..." Lin Hong wailed.Now he wants to figure out the situation and go back quickly, but he is afraid of encountering something terrible...

"People have been watching us for three nights, why don't you go and see?" Wan Guchuan had already walked to the door.

The Wang family was shrouded in darkness, there was no light in the house, and the windows were dark.

There are a few red lanterns hanging outside the door, "creaking" and swaying in the night wind, and the faint candlelight swaying gently in the dark...

The house where there will be a happy event tomorrow is inexplicably like a haunted house.

The three stood at the door, but Jiang Jiao still didn't participate.

Wan Guchuan knocked on the gate, and the sound of "dong dong" echoed in the empty night, like a long rope that Yan Luo threatened his life...

Lin Hong couldn't help shivering.

No one answered the door.

Wan Guchuan raised his eyes and glanced at the high wall with eaves in front of him, and jumped up easily without making a sound.

Both Lin Hong and Duan Yu were startled.

Wan Guchuan rolled in along the eaves and landed silently.

"Wow, you are so proficient at breaking into private houses!" Lin Hong was amazed, and once again doubted his identity as a murderer and gangster.

Wan Guchuan opened the door from the inside and let them in.

The courtyard was dead silent, without any light, and the darkness was deep and shallow. The red lantern on the door shook slightly, and the sound of "creaking" seemed unusually loud.

Standing in this courtyard, they saw the aunt's house, which was facing the room where they lived.

It really is here.

Wan Guchuan gently pushed open the door.

In the sound of "squeak", everyone was stunned.

In the darkness, a woman in red was standing by the window with her back facing them. Looking up her neck, a red silk was tied to the beam.She just hung there motionless by the window.

It turned out that a hanged woman had been hanging in front of the window watching them! !

"Ahhh!!" Duan Yu yelled loudly and fell to the ground.

Lin Hong also took a step back.

After a short silence, Wan Guchuan walked over and put the body down.

The body is still soft, it should not be long since she died, the woman's face is pale, her eyes are staring, with her makeup already done, it's creepy in the night... Her cloak was torn and her phoenix crown was crooked , messy hair.

"This is—Wang Ningxue?" Lin Hong took off his coat and handed it to Wan Guchuan, a little afraid to approach, after all, this woman was still waving at him in the blood river a few days ago...

Wan Guchuan's own coat was used to wrap Ye Cheng's body. He took the clothes that Lin Hong handed over and draped them over her to cover her tattered clothes.

"Why did she hang herself?" Lin Hong wondered, "She's still wearing her wedding dress. Could it be that she knew the news of Ye Cheng's death? Did she die for love?"

"Why are you disheveled?" Wan Guchuan frowned, "Could it be..."

Defiled?

"The bandits haven't entered the village yet... No way..." Lin Hong thought of the man who answered the door during the day... Her father?Immediately, his expression was a little unnatural.No wonder men always shirk and prevent them from seeing Wang Ningxue... Could this be where Wang Ningxue's resentment lies?

Wan Guchuan felt something was wrong, "Is she by the window during the day?"

"I didn't pay attention to see it..." Lin Hong replied, "Anyway, she stands by the window every night... no, she hangs by the window and looks at us." When he thought of the dead man hanging by the window without moving, he would Chills down the spine.

"Did anyone else see her go to the mountains to pick wild vegetables besides her father?" Wan Guchuan asked again.

"I don't know..." These questions stopped people from asking.

"Ask tomorrow." Wan Guchuan got up and left.

"Okay." Lin Hong glanced at the corpse, and pulled Duan Yu up from the ground.

After putting down the body, they went back to the house and looked at the opposite window, and sure enough there was no one there.

That night, the three of them didn't sleep, they just sat facing each other, while Jiang Jiao was crying wrapped in a quilt.

The only sound in the room was her sobbing, which was extremely suppressed.

It was almost time, and the flames started a prairie fire outside, and the screams shook the sky.

The three of them could only sit in the room and let the tragedy happen.

They can't change.

"Ahhhhh! Help!!"

"Help me!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Don't kill me! Ahhhhh! Save me!"

The screams hit their hearts one after another, and the powerlessness surrounded the three sculptures.

Lin Hong pursed his lips tightly.

Wan Guchuan frowned.

In the end is difficult to understand!