"That's right! Chen Qiang's family of three has been saved by me."
"hehe…"
The woman turned her back to me and laughed hoarsely a few times, her shoulders shaking violently.
I could feel that the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a lot, and a sense of resentment was slowly emerging from her body. I stared at her with my eyes wide open, and uncontrollably oozed out from my forehead.
Fine beads of sweat.
"You have so much resentment, are you... the leader of ghosts?"
I said in shock.
Master has told me before that those in our profession are not afraid of ghosts blocking our way, nor are they afraid of ghosts showing up. What we are afraid of is that she is standing in front of you, but you cannot tell that she is a ghost.
This kind of thing is truly terrifying, because she can completely hide the ghost energy in her body, her breath cannot be sensed, and she cannot see it with the heavenly eye...
Just like when I first walked into this shop, I couldn't tell whether she was a human or a ghost. But at this time, she no longer deliberately concealed herself, so resentment filled the whole room.
The woman did not answer my question, but turned around slowly. I subconsciously took a step back. The woman turned half of her face slightly. Under the green kerosene lamp, her side face was a little revealing, and it was partially shadowed.
It seems that I can't see the face clearly due to the obstruction.
I could only vaguely make out that it was a face.
"Do you know who they are?"
The woman raised her finger and pointed at the black and white photos on the wooden grid and asked.
To be honest, I really don’t want to look at these pictures with fierce faces anymore, but I can’t help but take a look at the faces on the wall. I suddenly remembered the history that Yun Fei talked about before, where warlords were separatist and wars continued.
In that era, the entire Rouge Street was washed with blood, and no one came out alive.
Could it be...I thought of something right away!
"They are the warlords of the Republic of China?!"
"hehe…"
The woman looked up to the sky and laughed. The hair tied behind her head suddenly fell down, and the long hair completely covered the side of her face. This time I couldn't see clearly.
"That's right! It was them! I can still remember that day clearly. Their iron hooves walked through this small rouge street, burning, killing, looting, raping, and plundering!"
At this point, the woman suddenly turned her head and tossed her long hair. She saw that the originally delicate face suddenly had wrinkles of skin and flesh, shaped like charcoal, and the facial features almost shrank together, as if it had been burned by fire, and it was extremely ferocious!
I couldn't help but tremble, and looked down at her exposed arms. Just like her face, the whole arm was wrinkled and scorched, which made people feel numb when looking at it.
She was burned to death!
Seeing that I kept staring at her, the woman's shrunken mouth slowly opened and she asked in a high voice:
"Haha...do you think I'm pretty?"
I looked at her blankly, not knowing how to answer.
She grinned and bit her teeth, and traces of blood oozed between her teeth, red and white, as if she had just drank blood!
She pointed at the door with bloodshot eyes and said sternly:
"Those women outside the door who are struggling in the dust... they just want to survive in the world! Is there anything wrong with living?! But they don't want to be ravaged by those beasts, and then they will be burned like garbage like garbage.
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"To this day, I still remember the miserable wailing and the tragic begging for mercy in the fire..."
At this time, the woman suddenly put her charred face in front of me, pointed at the countless photos on the wooden box and asked word by word:
"You said they! Should they die?!"
"Damn it!"
I said without hesitation.
As she narrated, the tragic scenes emerged in my mind. It was really a huge tragedy.
"Since you deserve to die, why are you still looking for me today?!"
I took a deep breath, forced myself back to reality from that unbearable emotion, stared at her and said:
"Since you have taken revenge, why do you still keep the ghosts of those poor women? Shouldn't they be allowed to reincarnate? They experienced all the sufferings in the world in the last life, and they will be blessed in the next life. You keep them
They, let them be trapped in this little Rouge Street and become lonely ghosts, is it for their own good?!"
The woman shook her head and said sadly:
"This world is too miserable, and it's not worth trusting..."
I looked at her blankly. The tragedy of that year gave her a huge obsession, and it was impossible to persuade her with just a few words. But if we let it go, if things go on like this, once the ghost nest reaches a large scale, innocent people will be affected.
, the consequences are disastrous!
Besides, she couldn't make a choice for those poor women who died in vain. Naturally, I have no right either. I want them to make their own choices!
Thinking of this, I first put my hand into my trouser pocket, quietly fiddled with my phone, and then suddenly turned around and ran out of the door.
Those female ghosts in gorgeous cheongsam were still standing there with their heads bowed deeply. I ran to the front of the team in one breath and looked back. The woman hadn’t chased me yet, so I raised my head and stood at the front.
The ghost’s hand…
The red thread was still tied tightly to the middle finger of my right hand. I was about to pick up the red thread when I suddenly felt a cool breeze behind me...
I turned around suddenly, and a woman's charred and shrunken face came up to me. I took a magic weapon and took a photo of her face!
There was a "pop" sound, and the magic formula was slapped firmly on her face, but she didn't react at all. But I hurriedly retracted my hand, opened my palm and saw that the skin on the palm of my hand was torn and black.
It had a burning smell and made a "squeaking" sound!
Coupled with the old injuries, it was simply terrible.
This is not a face, it is clearly a piece of burning coal!
At the moment when I was surprised, the woman's mouth suddenly opened, and a strange fragrance suddenly penetrated into my nose. I was shocked and lost my voice:
"Rouge powder?!"
"Haha... Sir... are you sleepy? Otherwise, it's better to sleep for a while..."
The woman's high-pitched voice rang in my ears, and the aroma was like anesthetic, making my whole body weak. I began to lower my head uncontrollably and pressed close to her side, while she turned around and walked towards her with a playful smile.
A two-story building on the street...
I followed her stupidly and stepped through the low threshold of the small building. A kerosene lamp lit up in the dark room. With the weak light, I saw an old wooden bed against the wall.
Before I could see clearly, the woman's voice sounded again,
"Sir, please go to bed obediently..."
I was confused, walked straight to the bed, and then lay down straight on a moldy bed.
The woman sat on the edge of the bed, bent over and brought her charred face in front of me. I could even smell the charred smell coming from her face. She slowly opened her mouth, and the blood between her teeth seemed to be thicker than before.