"You...what are you two doing? Don't scare me! What kind of thing is it? Am I helping you?" Lu Haotian grinned and wanted to run away but didn't dare to move.

Wushuang pretended to be calm and said, "Mouse, I'd rather say there is a Dian on your head... No, do you believe it is Dian Sister?"

It turned out that the thing that Lu Haotian had just stood up and scraped on his head was actually a woman who had been hung to death. The woman was wearing a simple burlap cloth clothes and a pair of embroidered shoes on her feet. She hung upright on the tree fork on Lu Haotian's head and shook with the wind. As it happened to be back and forth, her toes rubbed against his scalp.

Wushuang considered himself a brave man. The adventures he experienced were incredible. He could not even count the dangers he experienced now. He had never seen any strange things or scary ghosts and gods. He didn't even take the big zongzi that was cheating in the coffin seriously. But the hanged ghost hanging above his head today really made him feel a little scared.

For no other reason, this woman's death is a bit terrifying. I don't know how long this hanged ghost has been hanging on a tree fork, or whether she was pretty or vulgar before. In short, no matter how beautiful the beauty is, she hangs her face upwards. After a long time, her face will be deformed. It was originally a melon-shaped face that was pulled longer for you. The strange waterfall covered half of her face with her hair. A big blood-red tongue stretched out outside and reached her neck. There were dry blood stains in her facial features and orifices. She stared at the three intruders under her feet with resentful eyes. The scene was so scary.

"Old Tie, should we run? If you run, you can pull me off? It's okay if you don't carry me on your back. I can't move anymore. Is he holding me?"

"I'm scared by the lack of hope. I'm scared to death. I won't say I'm just a hanger in the future! What's so scary about death?" Wushuang was slightly shocked and tried not to look up at the ferocious female corpse.

"My master, do you think this thing will trap us in the forest and get out?" Lan Caidie asked him.

“There is this possibility.”

"No matter what she is going to do, the dead are the most important thing. If we don't break the river, should we put her down and bury her first? If we respect her, she will probably let us go too? These dirty things are probably not buried after death and cannot be reincarnated. We fulfill her wish and avoid her from looking for a scapegoat in the future." Lan Caidie is not kind-hearted, but there is really no way to do it. They say that they don't hit people with smiley faces. I thought they would bury the body with kindness, so they shouldn't make any mistakes?

Wushuang said it would be better not to touch her. There are rules in the mountains. We don’t know how long this female corpse has been hanging here. We don’t know how she died. This is the secret realm of Changbai Mountain. How did she get here? Why should she hang herself here? Don’t do anything randomly, this forest is very evil.

The dress of this female corpse is definitely not modern, and it is not like the dress of a Qing woman in the previous dynasty. Even Wushuang could not have imagined that there would be such clothing in an era before.

He plucked up his courage to look up again, trying to find clues to determine what era this woman belonged to. However, when he looked up, he just happened to look at the resentful look of the female corpse. Wushuang was so scared that he shrank his eyes back and turned to stare at Lan Caidian.

"Hate, my lord, why are you watching me at this critical moment? This is not OK, that is not OK, you are making an idea!"

"I think I'll get my eyes clean after seeing that thing. Isn't this a beautiful thing to help clean it?"

"Hehe..." Lan Caidie lowered her head shyly.

"I want me to tell you, let's not call me as soon as possible. This should be so evil. Will we stay away from her soon? I don't believe she can jump down and chase us?" Lu Haotian said, and then he did not forget to add to Wushuang and said, "Old Tie, are you sure she is dead?"

Wushuang said we should not provoke her for the time being, and walk forward first. I would rather believe that the ghosts in the forest are not created by this guy. This forest is no more than 20 miles at most. If there is no ghosts in front of us, we can go out in a short time. It is not a must for everyone to explore the way first.

After saying that, everyone would not pay attention to the hanging female corpse. Wushuang forced Lu Haotian to come over like a dead dog, otherwise Lu Haotian would not dare to move himself.

Wushuang took a man and a woman to walk into the depths of the forest endlessly. According to the marks on the map, the forest will not exceed 20 miles at most, and the trees in the forest are not dense, but there is no light spot in front of them. To be honest, Wushuang was a little scared, especially after seeing the hideous hanged ghost just now.

"My master, look ahead!" At this time, Lan Caidian pointed at an old tree not far away, and saw a corpse hanging on the old tree's back and forth. The corpse was waving back and forth with the gloomy wind in the forest. When the gloomy wind blew, the leaves in the forest made a terrifying and ferocious rustling sound, as if the female corpse was crying.

"No, it's so weird? Is this way of death popular among people in the mountains? Oh my god, who dares to enter the forest from now on?" Lu Haotian hid behind Wushuang.

"I dare to bet with you that this hanged ghost is still the female corpse just now." After that, Wushuang waved up with a wolf's eye flashlight. Sure enough, he would never forget the ferocious face of this female corpse in his life, his lengthened neck, a blood-red tongue with a large bone-cut blood-red tongue, and a resentful look in his eyes. Who else could she be if she weren't?

This is the second time I have seen a hanged ghost in the woods, or the second time I have seen the same female corpse.

"What's wrong?"

Wushuang grinned and said, "What else can I do? Keep going. If I can't walk out again, it means that she is pestering us and not letting us leave."

The three of them walked around the female corpse and continued to move forward, but this time they were too confident to leave. Wushuang was also depressed, and his heart was like a mirror. He guessed that the female corpse on his head would appear again in a few minutes.

He thought to himself, sister, what do you mean? Just say something, what does it mean to trap us here? You might as well be like the big rice dumplings in the coffin, and we can calculate it clearly at one time if there is a grudge or antagonism. But then he thought, since they are unjust, there must be nothing to communicate with them. They are playing this game, deliberately making you circling around the forest with fear, so what room for negotiation is there?
Chapter completed!