The old woman walked straight forward and was about to bump into me. I don't know if it was because of fear or some other reason, but I didn't have the slightest strength to avoid it. At this moment, someone stood beside me.

Suddenly someone pulled me, and I almost fell down due to the pull, but I also avoided the impact of the old woman.

I turned around and looked, and the person pulling me was Shanshan. Her face was extremely pale, and she was obviously extremely frightened. I don’t know where she got the strength to pull me away just now. Shanshan kept panting.

A pair of eyes stared closely at the old woman, full of fear. Only Leng Yue still lowered her head as if she didn't know anything. I felt a chill in my heart and hurriedly turned around to look at the old woman.

The old woman seemed not to notice our presence, and walked forward by herself until she reached Jia Chong's grave, but did not stop. She continued to walk to the edge of the well before stopping.

, I thought: It seems that there is really something wrong with this well.

The old woman stood by the well for a while, then put her hand in the well and vibrated it up and down several times. After a while, she slowly and alternately pulled her hand upwards. The whole movement was like fetching water from the well.

.I just came up from below. Of course I knew that there was no water in the well, and it had not dried up recently. My first feeling was that this old woman must be an old ghost. I still remembered how there used to be water in the well, but then I felt

My idea is too absurd. When a person dies, he becomes a ghost. Could it be that if the well dies (in my opinion, the drying up of the well and the death of a person are almost the same thing), he will also become a ghost, and then continue to be haunted by ghosts.

Fetching water here? If this is the case, then it is really like seeing a ghost!

The old woman filled up the "well water", then squatted down and took a look at the non-existent bucket. From time to time, she also put her hair back with her hands, as if she was applying makeup in the mirror.

Following her movements, the faceless woman embroidered on her shroud also moved, which was indescribably weird.

I could feel Shanshan's body trembling, and my legs were weak with fear. In fact, this old woman did not stick out her tongue like the legendary ghost, nor could she capture people's souls as written in the novel.

Life is not even considered our existence, but I don’t know why I just feel unspeakably scared, but as I said to Shanshan before, although I am also scared, but sometimes I think about it, and I don’t know if I lose my memory.

Compared with who I am, I would rather face the fear in front of me. I don’t know what this old woman is doing, but since this is the number seventy-three that Leng Yue said, whether it is true or false, I have to take a look.

What exactly will happen.

The old woman put on makeup for a while, then stood up, straightened her shroud, suddenly raised her orchid fingers, and started babbling. The text of the opera was of course still familiar to me: "I am so shy that I am a flower."

I have heard this opera sung by many people. Although I know there must be something weird in it, I can't tell the secret at all. Moreover, everyone sings it in Mandarin. I want to learn from the language.

I couldn't find it even if I checked it.

Just when I was a little disappointed, the old woman's voice suddenly changed, and she spoke in a very rough tone that was obviously imitating a male voice: "Xiao Yang, be careful!"

Originally, I thought she would keep singing along with this opera, but I didn't expect that a loud shout came out suddenly. I was startled, but then I was overjoyed, knowing that content that I didn't know was finally beginning to appear.

Shanshan beside me was shaking even more violently, and she said softly: "Arui, let's go."

I ignored her, just symbolically patted her hand to signal to wait a little longer, and silently recited the name Xiaoyang in my heart, but the old woman didn't speak anymore and whispered.

He held his head as if he was looking for something, and while searching, he walked out again. When he passed by us, he still seemed not to see it.

Seeing that she was about to walk away, I wanted to chase her, but Shanshan held me back. Seeing the pleading look on her face, I couldn't help but sigh. Maybe this environment is really not suitable for investigating such weird things.

I had no choice but to stop my steps, but I had already made a plan in my heart. After sending them to get them this time, I must come back here alone.

Just when I was about to give up tracking, Leng Yue beside me suddenly screamed, and then ran forward like crazy. Her strength was already great, and she was so unexpected that neither Shanshan nor I were on guard.

She would run out, but I didn't catch her. She had already run in the direction of the old woman, so I had no choice but to catch up with her. Shanshan hesitated for a while and caught up with her.

Leng Yue ran so fast that we didn’t know where she was going in the blink of an eye. We even lost track of the old woman. Shanshan and I looked at each other, turned around and looked around, but we had no idea what was going to happen next.

Where to go? It was getting bright now, but no one was walking around in the whole village. There were only houses with closed doors.

We saw some people welcoming the bride last night. Even if Jia Chong’s grave was discovered later, are those people also dead like Jia Chong? I couldn’t help but have this thought in my mind. Looking at the houses in front of me again, I felt

I couldn't help but start to feel scared. If my guess is true, then according to local customs, it is very likely that these people are also buried in their own yard. Maybe they are staring behind this door now.

We don't know when they will rush out and use means I don't know to deal with us.

For no reason, I remembered "Grandma Wolf" written by Chu Jiangshan that Erliang had read to me in Fengmen Village. On the back of the manuscript, there was a sketch full of houses. In each house, there was a pair of red

Embroidered shoes.

My body started to sweat. I just felt that this village was full of weirdness. This was a real **, because at least I saw dead people here. Fengmen Village was also a legendary **, but in addition to

Apart from me, I am sure no one has ever seen a real ghost, because I saw Wang Zihua and Yang Zijiang come back from the dead there.

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, but I vaguely felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't remember what was wrong at the moment. I looked at Shanshan, she was also pale, and she must be more scared than me.

Because she just looked at me and couldn't even speak.

I wanted to comfort her and tell her that we would go back together after we found Lengyue, but before I could say anything, I suddenly heard a familiar "papa" sound in my ears. Both of our faces changed at the same time, and we both changed from

The other person's eyes read a meaning:

That old woman!

We set off together and ran towards the sound without any discussion. The sound still came from the river. When Shanshan and I ran to the river, we saw the old woman squatting by the river and beating her with a hammer.

The clothes she was wearing were no longer the shroud, but the ones she wore when we first met her yesterday.

Leng Yue was not seen beside her, so Shanshan and I looked at each other, a little unsure of what to say. After all, the impression she left on us not long ago was too terrifying, but even so much effort could not solve the problem.

Finally, I finally decided that it was up to me to go up and say hello to the old woman.

As I walked forward, I kept cheering myself up. The sound of hammering clothes seemed to hit my heart every time. I finally walked up to her, thought about it, and called out "Auntie"

.

The old woman turned her head and glanced at me, and I could see a clear look of surprise on her face, as if she didn't expect to see me. I was slightly startled. Looking at her expression, I felt something was wrong, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

Where is it? But I can’t care so much now. Since I’ve already met and said hello, I might as well make it clear.

I took a few steps forward, ready to talk to this old woman, but she turned her body sideways to block my gaze. Regardless of whether the clothes were washed or not, she grabbed them and put them into the basket, and then

Cover it with a piece of cloth and say, "Where did these dolls come from?"

Now even Shanshan felt something was wrong. We had already greeted her yesterday and invited us to a meal. Not long ago, we were frightened half to death by her. How could she not recognize us in the blink of an eye?

Already?

The old woman also noticed that our expressions were a little strange and said, "Are you from outside?"

I nodded, and the old woman smiled with a smile on her face and said, "You guys are here by chance. There is a happy event in the village. You must go and join in the fun."

My heart became colder and colder. This conversation happened to happen yesterday. Why did it appear again in front of us today? The only difference is that there is one less cold month.

I was a little unwilling to give up and continued to ask as I said yesterday: "What a happy event, why is there no one in the village?"

The old woman said: "It's a great event. Those people have gone to pick up the bride. I stayed alone in the village waiting for them. I won't come back until evening." She paused here, and then again after a while.

He continued: "This happy event is not easy. The village has not been so lively for many years. I remember the last time was almost ten years ago. Alas, this village is becoming more and more deserted."

I didn't ask any more questions. I knew that I had encountered another mystery that I couldn't solve. Could this be a world that keeps repeating itself? Will I meet Jia Chong again at night? Will I see those embroidered shoes again?

, and even more, will there be another person who becomes like Leng Yue, crazy and crazy, and finally disappears?

The more I thought about it, the more hairy I became. At this moment, the old woman suddenly said something, she said: "Is your name Mao Rui?"

I was shocked. How could this old female ghost know my name? But I nodded anyway. The old woman handed me a piece of paper and said, "Someone asked me to give this to you."

I took the piece of paper, but did not read it immediately. I asked: "Who asked you to give it to me?" This question is very important to me, because I know that there are actually no people in this village, and the old woman in front of me is

They may all be legendary female ghosts.

The old woman thought for a while and said, "I can't remember clearly. It seems that it has been given to me for a long time. Alas, I am old and my memory is poor. You should take a look for yourself. I will go back first."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away with the basket, saying as he walked: "Oh, I am old and have no strength anymore. The clothes will be washed away by the water when washing clothes. It is really useless."

I looked at the surface of the river, but I didn't see any clothes washed away. Maybe they had drifted away. At this time, Shanshan also gathered around me, and together they looked down at the paper in their hands. There were four words written on the top:

"Grandma Wolf (Part 2)".

Shanshan was a little confused, but my body was shocked. This was the second chapter of "Grandma Wolf" written by Erliang. The handwriting was exactly the same. I read it hurriedly. There were only a few simple sentences on it: "Actually, the truth

The children were all eaten by their grandmother, and then the grandmother moved away and the wolf became the scapegoat."

I thought about it carefully, but I still didn’t understand the meaning of this sentence. Since I couldn’t figure it out at the moment, I just ignored it. I turned the paper over. The previous article had a sketch of Fengmen Village. I didn’t know what would be here.

.

I saw two strange irregular shapes that seemed familiar. After thinking about it, I remembered that they were very similar to the tiles I saw at the bottom of the well with the words "Shanshan" and "Caution" engraved on them, except that there were no words on them.

Character.

What does this mean? I didn’t understand. I read it over and over for a long time, especially the sentence on the paper. At this moment, a flash occurred in my mind, and I finally understood what I was looking at when I looked at those closed doors.

Why did I feel something was wrong in my heart, and then I thought of a possibility. I looked at Shanshan and started to sweat again.
Chapter completed!