Chapter two hundred and ninetieth non-human non-ghost white woman
Lang Hongyi and I were also startled by the sudden appearance of an additional voice in such an environment.
Zhang Wei was so frightened that his feet became weak, and he scratched around with both hands. He didn't catch anything else, but he caught the head of the old lady who was close to his ear.
There was something extra in his hand, which made Zhang Wei think he had caught a ghost, and he screamed loudly. He suddenly lost his focus and fell into the paper dust on the ground at the door.
The strangest thing is that the old lady who we all thought had bid farewell to the bird... and will come back to scare people was also caught by Zhang Wei and shouted loudly, and retreated towards the shadow position in the room.
Just this time, I was no longer afraid, because Zhang Wei's hands were not magic weapons. If you scratched them, the ghosts would not feel anything at all. Anyone who knows the pain is definitely not a ghost!
I quickly took a few steps towards the front of the house, pushed open the two wooden doors, and the sunlight shone in. Only then did I see clearly that the old lady in the house was covering her face with her hands, trying to block the sunlight, and looked at her.
Hiding in the shadows.
He looked even more painful than when Zhang Wei hit him just now, "Close the door... close the door quickly!"
Lang Hongyi then walked into the room and pulled Zhang Wei in, who was on the ground. In only half a minute, he had already closed the door and was standing in the room with me.
"What's going on? Is this...a human or a ghost?"
The view outside was blocked, and the dark environment returned to the room. I tentatively tried to turn on the light.
The layout here is similar to that of my home. The light switch in the main room should also be on the wall not far to the right of the entrance.
Just when I touched what looked like a light cord and was about to pull it off, my hand was grasped by a cold and dry palm.
The hand was very strong and the skin was rough. The moment it touched my skin, I had the thought that this was not a living person.
A hoarse voice came from my ears, "Don't turn on the light, use this!"
A flickering candle was lit in front of us, and the face of the old lady with death makeup and thin, yellow hair that was caught and tied into a ball appeared in front of us.
She had loosened her grip on my hand when she was lighting the candle, and was now holding the candlestick in one hand and throwing away the still smoking matchstick in the other.
Only then did we see clearly that the reason why the house was so dark during the day was that all the windows were covered with black cloth, the doors were tightly closed, and there was a strong smell of herbs in our noses.
All the normal daily utensils in the house, as well as the old lady in front of me, all had a strong herbal smell, which was a bit choking.
"You are not from around here, who are you?"
The old lady turned around and walked to the Eight Immortals table in the main room. She placed the candle in her hand on the table. Her movements were very slow. Even so, the already weak candlelight still flickered and was almost extinguished.
When the candle was stable and no longer moved, it slowly returned to a small flame, becoming our only source of light.
"We are here on request. Are you Mrs. Bai?"
I looked at the old man in front of me who was wearing a shroud but was not a ghost and asked my question.
Ordinarily, we should politely call this Mrs. Bai, who lived for about a hundred years, "grandma, old lady, etc." However, she has a weird temperament. When Uncle Wu went out, he specially told her not to shout randomly, but to call Mrs. Bai!
My baptized eyes clearly tell me the information of the person in front of me. This person is already considered a living dead!
It is said that she is a human being, she does not eat, drink or breathe.
It is said that she is not a human being. Apart from being unable to see bright light, she can speak, move and think!
At this time, except for the shock in my heart, I didn't know what to think.
"That's right, I am Mrs. Bai. No matter who asked you to come here, you should leave here immediately and don't come back again in the future! Leave immediately!"
Zhang Wei knew that he was almost scared to wet his pants. He was not a ghost after what happened. Now he opened his mouth without saying anything and directly fucked us when we left. He immediately exploded.
He jumped three feet high from the ground, snatched the fart lamp from my arms and hugged the brave old woman opposite, who was illuminated by the candlelight with a ghostly look, and roared loudly.
"You old lady, why don't you know what's good? We are here to help. Why don't you say a word? You are either scaring people or trying to drive us away!"
I stood in front of him and signaled Zhang Wei not to talk nonsense. It is our business to help or not, and it is their business to accept or not. There is no need for us to regard ourselves as savior heroes.
After all, we are now in the dark in Baijiatun. We don't know what happened, whether we can help, let alone what happened.
But... just what happened to Mrs. Bai, the spokesperson of the Bai family, gave me a headache. This person is either dead or alive, and I can't do anything about it!
"Mrs. Bai, we are makeup craftsmen. We were entrusted by Grandma Huang's third wife in Anping Village to come and check. Is there anyone who needs our help?"
"Make-up artist? Are all three of you?"
When she heard us announce our identities, a light seemed to flash in Mrs. Bai's cloudy eyes.
She also glanced in the direction of the door behind us and asked, "Where are Wu Banshan and Ye Chuanhai?"
"My grandfather passed away more than two months ago. Uncle Wu is injured and it is inconvenient to come."
I guarantee that I saw it correctly. There was a look of disappointment on Mrs. Bai's face.
This obviously means that they don't trust us, but they know what my grandfather and Uncle Wu are capable of. It seems that they still have the same old relationship that we were able to talk to each other.
"Old lady, don't look down on people. Wu Banshan is my uncle, and Ye Canhai is her grandfather! We are enough for this matter!"
"Hahahaha... a newborn calf, stupid stupid stupid!"
Mrs. Bai was ashamed of Zhang Wei's arrogance and said three stupid words in a row!
"Open your dog eyes and look at me! You are not afraid of this life-or-death thing. I asked you to leave just for the sake of your parents!"
I saw that the white woman was finally stimulated to speak due to Zhang Wei's recklessness, so I hurriedly asked while the iron was hot.
"Mrs. Bai, why are you like this? What happened to the Bai family? This village doesn't look normal. What happened?"
"Since you are here and have seen me, I might as well talk to you... But I still advise you to go back early and don't wade into muddy waters."
Mrs. Bai sat on a chair and started talking, finally letting us know about the situation here.
Sure enough, something unexpected happened in Baijiatun. Baijiatun, which was once praised as the place where the miracle doctor was located, suffered from a plague overnight.
This plague is neither a poison nor a disaster, but a curse, and the center of the curse is the white woman.
She sighed and said, "You all blame me. This is what you deserve. It's retribution for my sin of being greedy for life and afraid of death and watching with a cold eye!"
How could this person's sins lead to the retribution of a whole village? It doesn't make sense to say that they happened in succession.
"What's the reason? Do you know the cause and effect?"
"I don't know too much about it. I just understand that it is a curse, a curse that we have brought upon ourselves."