The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 51
Qiao Wan circled around, looked up at the rain that was getting heavier and heavier, and simply took off the straw hat to cover his clothes, and then walked carefully to the bridge.

There is a wooden bridge in the middle of the river. She doesn't know when the bridge was built, but the wooden bridge has existed since she could remember. Speaking of the age, it seems to be older than her grandmother.

The road was slippery on a rainy day, Qiao Wan didn't dare to walk too fast, and she couldn't walk too fast at this time, and finally crossed the river and got off the bridge, which was still some distance away from her home.

She was not in a hurry, and walked slowly. Unexpectedly, when she passed a pile of grass, a strange nursery rhyme came to her ears.

"The sun is shining golden, the rooster sings three times; the flowers wake up, and the birds are busy dressing up..."

Qiao Wan stopped in her tracks, the rain was still falling, and there was no one around, her thin and small figure stood behind the haystack, almost covered, but through the gaps in the weeds, she could still vaguely see There was a man squatting by the river. Because his back was facing her, she couldn't see his face, but she was sure it was a stranger.

Qiao Guan listened to him humming in a low voice, it seemed that he was holding a red thread in his hand, the back of his head was bald, obviously he was a bald man.

"Little magpies build new houses, little bees gather honey, where does a happy life come from?" He kept singing, his voice was slightly hoarse, and his half-squatting figure made it impossible to guess his height.

Qiao Wan listened to it for a while, and felt that this was a weird person. Just as he was about to leave, his footsteps stopped again.

She stared dumbfounded at the middle of the river, the light rain was getting worse, and the river surface was puddles, and at this moment, a cloud of white mist slowly protruded out of the river surface, it was in the shape of a human, and the whole body was clear. Look, that's the dead soul of a child.

It swung in the river for a while, and then flowed along the water towards the man. Only when he got closer did Qiao Wan realize that what was floating on the river was a piece of boxwood carved in the shape of a villain!
The white mist seemed to be attracted, and it covered the piece of wood faintly, wrapped it into a ball, until it completely penetrated...

At this time, the boxwood floating in the water seemed to move up and down, and the man stopped humming and began to take up the thread.

Qiao Guan watched him quickly pull the boxwood out of the water, and then wrapped it in yellow rice paper, she let out a cry of surprise.

The man turned his head immediately, and was stunned when he saw her, but he didn't forget to stuff the paper bag into the bag, stood up suddenly, and walked towards her.

"Girl." He called her, smiling very kindly, "Just you?"

Qiao squinted at the thin man who was less than 1.7 meters tall, with a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, short legs and a bald head. Although he tried his best to be friendly to her, he didn't look like a good person.

She froze in place, silent, her face paler than the paint on the wall.

"Why don't you talk?" He grinned at her and told her with his yellow teeth that he was a smoker all the year round.

Her eyes were fixed on his face, she always felt that this person was familiar, and when he smiled at her, a flash of light seemed to flash in her mind, which made her tremble with fright, and the water basin in her arms "bang" He fell on the weed pile with a bang.

The man blinked, knelt down to pick up the things for her, and when he got closer, Qiao Wan immediately smelled a smell of decay, it was an old man's smell, and all elderly people would have it, but judging by his age Not very old, at most in his early thirties, how could he be covered in rancidity?

Qiao Wan didn't think about it, she resisted the urge to cover her nose, and her calves kept shaking.

"Girl, why don't you talk? Mute?" The man smiled and wanted to touch her hair, but Qiao Wan backed away.

Her eyes were straightened when she looked at him, no wonder she said that this person looked familiar, so they had met before, not in the world, but in the underworld.

She still remembered that the old ghost brought him down from the Naihe Bridge, handed him over to her, and told him that this man had done too many evils in his life and could not be reincarnated. After that, he worked in the underworld.

Qiao Guan was at a loss at the time, and when asked why, the old ghost said impatiently: He made money by raising little ghosts for people and transferring fortunes for the rich. If it is an ordinary little ghost, if he goes down to the underworld, he will enter the animal realm at most, so that he will not be reincarnated forever, but he is not satisfied with this. In the end, the little ghost in red not only killed himself, but also killed several other people.

"Girl, uncle has candy here. Tell uncle when you were born, and uncle will give you the candy?" The lollipop he held was in front of her, and he shook it, smiling sinisterly.

Qiao Wan was horrified by his look, and shook his head vigorously, but still didn't speak.

"Good boy, tell uncle, uncle is not a bad person." He continued to coax, the candy almost stuck to her face.

Qiao Wan kept backing away, but this man kept pressing her tightly, how could she outrun an adult when she was a child?

Later, Qiao Wan was cornered, and without knowing where he got the strength, he picked up the laundry tub and knocked him on the head. Fortunately, this person was not tall, and she was located on a high ground, so with a "boom", the man was caught by her. Knocked firmly.

He let out an "ouch", fell to the ground covering his forehead, and kept cursing: "I'm XXX, an uneducated stinky girl, what are you doing to beat someone?!"

Qiao Wan didn't reply, and quickly bent down, discarding the straw hat and basin, just picked up the few soiled clothes, and ran towards home as if being chased by a ghost.

The oppressive air and gloomy dark clouds spread at an extremely fast speed. Against the light rain, the sky was dark and oppressive, turning day into night almost instantly.

Qiao Guan's hair, clothes, and shoes were all wet by the rain, and when he came back, he fell down and was covered in mud all over his body. He was as embarrassed as a cat just fished out of the mud.

Qiao's mother opened the door for her, and seeing her looking like a drowned chicken, she asked, "What's the matter? Where's your laundry tub?"

Qiao Guan raised her head out of breath, the bangs on her forehead were dripping water, which hazyly blurred her vision.

"Lost."

Qiao's mother was so angry that she tapped her lightly: "You girl, you can lose the basin even if you ask you to wash the clothes. After a while, when the rain stops, go out and look for it. If you can't find it, let me see how I can deal with you." .”

(End of this chapter)