ghost man, please let me go

My name is Lin Anxia, ​​and I am a college student who is about to graduate. I have nothing to recommend, and my family conditions are not very good. Both parents died.According to my grandfather, my ancestors were a well-known orthodox Taoist family, but they declined later, and no one was engaged in work related to Taoism.

I don't believe in these ghosts and ghosts, but the weird things I encountered recently made it impossible for me to laugh at those people who believe in ghosts and gods.

Three days ago, I went home from my internship as usual to rest, and opened the door with the key in my hand. When I was about to walk in, I suddenly saw a paper-like object lying quietly in the corridor. It seems to be a painting.

"Did you have this thing just now? I didn't see it when I came in..." I frowned, but couldn't bear my curiosity.

I went forward and bent down to pick up the thing. After seeing the contents of the painting clearly, I couldn't help muttering: What a handsome man.

The paper is slightly yellowed, and it looks like the painting is old.There is an extremely handsome man in ancient costume in the painting. Although his eyes are half closed, people can't help but imagine how unparalleled he would be if he opened his eyes.

He was dressed in a moon-white gown, with his hands hanging by his sides, his hair scattered behind him, and the hair on his sideburns in front, adding a touch of charm to him.

But... I frowned, always feeling that there was something wrong with this painting. I looked carefully, only to find the background that I had neglected from the beginning.

"This...isn't this a coffin?" My voice was trembling imperceptibly.

Behind the man was a huge dark red coffin with complicated patterns, forming a strange formation, yes, a formation.Because my ancestors are Taoists, there are naturally some books at home that record the methods of exorcising ghosts. When I was young, I read them out of curiosity and saw magic circles to suppress ghosts. Although they are far from the magic circles on the coffin in the painting, they still I'm pretty sure it's a circle suppressing something.

I put the painting in my bedroom.Originally, I wanted to throw the painting at the place where I picked it up, but after thinking about it, this painting has been around for some years. If it is an antique lost by someone else, it would be bad if it is picked up again. I might as well help the owner first. saved.

After working all day, I took advantage of my tiredness and fell asleep after eating.

I vaguely felt that there was a cold body beside me, and I leaned back, trying to stay away from that body.

But that body came closer to me again, and its knuckle fingers moved across my body, bringing me a little bit of coolness. I struggled to open my eyes, and when I saw it, it was bright red.

I was horrified to find that I was not lying at home, but in an antique room. Through the bed curtain, I saw the big red Chinese characters on the opposite wall.

I opened my eyes wide, turned my head slowly, and saw a naked man. The man was tall and slender, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. There were several scars on his body, but his face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and I couldn't see clearly at all. his face.

Where is this?Who is this man?I tried to dodge in panic, but my body didn't listen to me at all.

"A moment in spring night is worth a thousand gold, lady, we can't waste it." The man's voice was cold.

He leaned down, I felt a coolness on my lips, before I could think about it, a cool thing pressed against my jaw and penetrated between my lips and teeth.

My mind was a little dazed, and before I had time to react, I felt a tearing pain coming from somewhere in my body, and then the looting came overwhelming.

I struggled hard, and the man moved punitively somewhere, and my pain became worse.

"Miss, wait for me to come to you." The man smiled lightly.

I lost consciousness in pain and fell into darkness...

"Dingling..." I stretched out my hand to turn off the alarm clock on the table, then screamed and sat up holding the quilt.I could feel the cold and sweat all over my body.

I looked around the surrounding environment, and when I saw the familiar decoration, I let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was a dream...

It's just that this dream is a little too real, right?

I patted my chest and got out of bed to wash up. When I walked out of the bedroom, I subconsciously glanced at the painting I picked up. Did the position of the painting change?

I shook my head, feeling a bit nervous, but over the next few days, I fell into a growing panic.

Every night I dream of that man lying on top of me, I can’t break free at all, and the weirdest thing is not this, but the ancient painting I picked up a few days ago disappeared inexplicably, I searched many places and found it turn up.

After I was once again asked by my colleagues why my face was so bad, I vaguely felt that I might have messed with something.Although I don't believe in ghosts and gods, the ancient painting that appeared inexplicably and then disappeared strangely and the man I dreamed of every night made me feel uneasy.

I decided to follow my best friend's advice and go to the nearest famous thousand-year-old temple to burn incense and get rid of my bad luck.

"You...what are you doing standing in front of my house?" I opened the door, and saw a man in a moon-white costume with his hair tied up in a jade crown standing with his back to me.

"Don't you recognize me?" The man turned around and looked at me, with the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, showing a wicked smile, which made his originally handsome face a little more charming.I froze for a moment, his face looked familiar.

I was stunned when I heard this, and looked at his face carefully, trying to find his figure from my memory. After a long while, I finally remembered where I had seen him.

"That painting..." I frowned and murmured.

"It seems that the lady recognizes me." At some point, the man had a fan in his hand, and at this moment he was taking the fan back. He raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch my head with the fan. , but took the fan back midway.

"I forgot, you can't touch the lady yet." The man smiled.

"Miss?" I realized he was addressing me, "Who is your mistress?"

"My lady, I am your underworld husband Jiang Yichen." Jiang Chenyi bent down.

"Jiang Yichen?" I frowned, "I'm sorry, I don't know anyone else. Are there other ghosts? Are you mentally disturbed? Excuse me, please turn right when you leave the complex and go straight for 500 meters. That's where you should go place."

Turn right out of the community and go straight for 500 meters to the psychiatric hospital.

"Please let me go." My tone was cold and hard. I was not in a good mood at first, and I met a psychopath in ancient clothes. Even if he is good-looking, I can't forgive him.

But I think it's just a prank, and there won't be any ghost husband or something like that.It must be a prank, I told myself nervously over and over again.

On the way to Qingshan, my thoughts were heavy. What the man said earlier made me feel more and more worried. I always felt that something would happen in the near future, which might change my fate.

The Lianhua Temple on Qingshan Mountain is the most famous among the recent temples. It is said that as long as you make a wish with sincerity, you can get the result you want.

I sighed, treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor. I stepped into this solemn and solemn temple. As soon as I entered, it was not as noisy as I imagined, but a quiet and solemn atmosphere. The ancient trees in the courtyard were towering, pines and cypresses dense.

I arrived at the place of worship under the guidance of a monk in the temple. After saying thanks, I walked to the front of the futon, meditated, and knelt down.

"Bodhisattva bless, please let the nightmare that haunts me dissipate, I don't want to wake up in the middle of the night again." I said silently in my heart.

"Girl..." An old and hoarse voice sounded beside me.

I opened my eyes in shock, and turned my head to look at the place where the sound came from. A hunched old woman leaned on a cane and looked at me. Because of the backlight, she seemed to be standing in the dark.

She looked straight at me, and I always had the illusion that her eyeballs would fall out of their sunken eye sockets in a second.

I swallowed my saliva and watched her stretch out her skinny hand towards me. I could almost hear the crackling sound of bones when she straightened her fingers. I looked at her face hidden in the darkness, feeling terrified in my heart. Extremely, this eerie feeling made my hairs stand on end.

"Girl..." The crooked old woman walked towards me step by step, leaning on crutches, with one hand still stretched forward, and the crutch made a sound on the blue bricks.

"Girl..." The old lady had already come to my side, I looked at her face, and I didn't dare to vent my breath.

It doesn't look like a human face at all, the cheeks are sunken very hard, the eye sockets are deeply sunken, there is no flesh on the face, the whole person is very thin, it seems that there is only a layer of skin on the white bones.

"Old... old grandma, why are you calling me?" I tried my best to keep my voice from shaking.

"Girl." The old woman smiled, looking even more eerie, "Have you been having a dream lately? Waking up with a sore back?"

I was startled, nodded silently, and did not speak.

"Girl, you have provoked something unclean. If you don't get rid of that thing as soon as possible, I'm afraid..." The old woman sighed.

"Afraid of what?" A sense of unease rose in my heart.

"I'm afraid, girl, you are going to step on the road to hell." The old woman poked the ground heavily with her crutch.

Huangquan Road... My face suddenly turned pale, and my body began to tremble unconsciously. Is the fatigue I feel these days a sign?Unclean things...could it be the painting I picked up?

"Girl, you don't have to be sad, I can help you, old lady, but you want to go back with me, old lady, are you willing?"

I hesitated in my heart, this old lady is too weird, if something bad happens to me if I go back with her, but...

Thinking of the dream that appeared every night, the weird words, and the man standing at the door who said he was my husband, I was still a little scared.

I bit my lip, nodded heavily, and said, "I am willing to go back with you."