Ghost Husband's Too Shy

"Bata, Bata..."

It's like the sound of water dripping on the porcelain basin, and it's like the sound of people barefoot on the wooden floor. It's particularly prominent in this open and quiet midnight.

"Bata, Bata..."

From far to near, slowly came to my room.

I subconsciously put on my coat, put on my shoes, and then vaguely opened the door.

The corridor was foggy and I couldn't see it very clearly.

A cold wind came, as if from the cold current at the bottom of the Millennium lake, which made me shiver involuntarily.

Vaguely, it seems that a figure is walking towards me.

Who?

Who is it?

The fog was so big that I couldn't see clearly. I subconsciously rubbed my eyes.

The man came closer and closer. He was wet as if he had just come out of the water. The drops of water "pattered" on the wooden floor, looking very empty.

"You..."

As soon as I shouted a word, my throat suddenly hurt and I couldn't speak any more.

For a moment, fear enveloped me.

I want to go back to the house, but my feet seem to be filled with lead. I can't move a bit.

The man was getting closer, so close that I could see his face clearly.

Like obsidian, the bright black pupil of Prajna is shining with a sharp spirit. Under the seemingly calm eye waves, there are sharp eyes like an eagle. When matched with a handsome face that is upright, strong and carved, it is even more powerful. It is reminiscent of a lion jumping on prey on a tropical grass field, which is full of danger.

Even now he is in such a mess, he still can't hide his own light and coldness.

I was stunned for a moment.

I don't know this man. I've never seen such a bold man in my memory. How could he appear in the corridor of our house?

Just as I wanted to open my mouth and ask him if he was in the wrong place, I saw a cold machete suddenly emerge behind him, shining with a cold light in the moonlight.

"Be careful!"

I screamed, but only my mouth moved. There was no sound.

The man's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at me.

For a moment, I seemed to feel the whole soul trembling, with a creepy feeling of being stared at.

With a "poof", the knife started and fell, and the man's head fell down, and rolled to my feet.

Heart, suddenly mentioned to the throat.

I kicked it subconsciously, and the man's hands and feet were cut off at this time. The blood at the incision came out like a fountain, and the warm and bloody liquid sprayed on my face.

I want to scream and run away, but the whole person seems to be stopped and can only watch the mime continue to happen.

The blood slowly flowed through the instep of my feet and was still spreading upward.

And the head looked at me, as if an invisible hand had grabbed my throat, tighter and tighter

"Ah!"

I screamed, as if I had broken through some kind of curse. The whole person trembled, and everything suddenly disappeared.

Looking up, I was still in the cemetery, holding paper money and slowly throwing it into the basin. The wind, blowing a few pieces of yellow paper, scattered in the air with the burning ashes, but it seems to have a bloody smell.

When I think of the scene that seemed like a dream but not a dream just now, unspeakable fear seemed to rise from my bones, and then quickly filled my limbs and bones with a prairie fire. For a moment, the back was sweating.

My name is an Jiling. I'm 18 years old.

I don't know who the owner of the Tombstone I worship is. There is no word on it. I just remember that my parents brought me to worship two days before the tomb sweeping day when I remember when I was a child. After each worship, my parents would cut my finger with a small knife and drop a drop of blood on the tombstone.

After I became an adult at the age of 13, my parents stopped coming. Instead, I came here alone to worship. They told me that there was a person who was very important to me, so I had to be devout.

Over time, I got used to it.

It's just that this has never happened before. What's the matter today?

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear. I quickly took out the knife prepared in advance, cut my fingers in panic, took a drop of blood on the tombstone, and then ran away. I don't want anything for sacrifice.

What an evil day!

The sun did not know when to hide behind the dark clouds, the surrounding weather suddenly darkened, and there was a faint sense of depression.

With a roar, a thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, which scared me almost to jump from where I was.

A hurricane was blowing the leaves on the ground around me, like a monster with a big mouth open.

"Oh, my God! Help! "

I screamed and ran away.

"Aim -"

Vaguely, I seemed to hear a cat cry, as if it were right behind me.

I dare not look back. I feel that the whole person is about to collapse.

What the hell is this?

Regardless of anything else, I ran when I saw the road, but I always felt that someone was following me behind me.

The footsteps of "rustle, rustle" go hand in hand.

Strange to say, there is no one in the cemetery today!

I saw the gate right in front of me. I was ecstatic, accelerated my speed and ran over.

Vaguely, I seem to hear a sneer. It's very magnetic and belongs to men.

Man's?

My nerves immediately tightened, and the scene of the man's tragic death in front of me jumped into my mind again.

"Bata, Bata -"

Something seems to be dripping on my face and body

I subconsciously looked up and the big rain fell in an instant.

it's raining?

I was slightly stunned, and then wiped my face with my hand, but I felt that the liquid I touched was sticky and had a fishy smell.

Heart, clattered.

I dared to spread my hands.

Blood!

The bright red blood flowed slowly along my palm.

As like as two peas of a voice, I heard the sound of the sound of the "click" on the stone road.

"Ah!"

I collapsed, screamed and ran crazy towards the gate.

Only when I was near the gate, I seemed to see the man again.

Obsidian eyes are staring at me coldly, like a curse

My heart is beating so fast that I feel like I can jump out of my throat anytime, anywhere.

Who the hell is this man?

Why bother me?

I stepped back in horror, but I saw the man smiling at me strangely, and then suddenly disappeared.

be missing?

I thought I was dazzled, so I rubbed my eyes, but there was really nothing!

As soon as my nerves tightened, I had no time to think about anything else. I raised my feet and ran outside the gate.

At the moment I ran out of the gate, I didn't know if it was my psychological effect. I felt that the air was different.

The rain, I don't know when it stopped.

Although the weather was still gloomy, it gave me a long sigh of relief.

I looked back.

The four characters "the second cemetery" are clearly reflected in the center of the gate.