My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 62
The house is empty.

No bed, no quilt.

The mountain village at night is particularly gloomy and cold.

Luo Qingzhou hugged Xiaodie, sat down in the corner of the room, and let her sleep in his arms.

The little girl was frightened during the day, and she was already exhausted after climbing the mountain and walking so much.

After mending his clothes, he snuggled into his arms and fell asleep.

The night wind whimpered outside the house, and the blowing branches and weeds rustled.

In the forest not far away, there were occasional Ye Xiao's cries, which sounded particularly infiltrating.

Outside the window, a silver moon hangs in the night sky, disappearing and appearing in the dark clouds, like an eye peeping at the earth, sneaking.

Luo Qingzhou was not at all sleepy.

After the little girl fell asleep, she put her on the robe spread on the ground, and helped her wrap the robe tightly, then sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and meditated, and practiced the inner meditation method.

After a few weeks, the whole body is warm and comfortable.

The pain in the whole body is gradually fading away, and the damaged skin is slowly repairing.

Three watch.

Suddenly a cat meow came from outside the window.

Immediately, the windows that could no longer be closed squeaked, as if the wind was blowing in.

Luo Qingzhou opened his eyes and looked.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared outside the window, standing there silently like a ghost.

I don't know how long it has been standing.

Under the moonlight, she gradually became clear.

White hair, wrinkled face, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Luo Qingzhou looked at her.

She also looked at Luo Qingzhou.

There was an eerie silence all around, except for the whimpering of the night wind.

"Meow--"

Suddenly a cat meowing sounded.

Immediately, a wild cat passed through the dark shadow and jumped onto the window sill, looking into the room with cold, fluorescent eyes.

And the figure standing in front of the window disappeared strangely.

It seemed that it was really just a shadow of nothingness. After the wild cat passed through the body, it shattered and opened without a trace.

Luo Qingzhou sat in the corner and looked at the wild cat on the windowsill, without moving or speaking.

After looking at him for a while, the wild cat turned and jumped into the yard.

Immediately, leave from the collapsed courtyard wall.

At this time, the wind outside was even louder, whining, as if someone was crying in the dark night.

The crying was shrill, intermittent.

Luo Qingzhou stood up and walked out.

After standing in the small courtyard and watching for a while, he walked out of the gate again, his heart moved, he turned his head to look, and suddenly saw a dark figure standing at the gate of a family heading towards the village head.

The night wind blew, the black figure hunched over, white hair fluttering, slowly turned his head and looked at him.

Under the cold and dim moonlight, the shadow revealed an old face full of wrinkles and dead spots, and the corners of his mouth still carried the weird smile that had just appeared outside the window.

Luo Qingzhou's eyes narrowed and he walked over.

When he got close, the figure had entered the door and disappeared.

Luo Qingzhou stood at the door, looking at the decayed door, thinking about the scenes in the past, and walked in.

The small courtyard was overgrown with weeds, as if no one had lived there for a long time.

The hall door was locked, and the iron lock was stained with rust.

The wooden door in the house next to it was slightly hidden, and looking through the gap, it seemed that something was shaking inside.

Luo Qingzhou paused in the courtyard for a while, walked over, and gently opened the door.

A rope hung down from the beam in the room.

On the rope, a white-haired old man was hanging.

The old man had already died of anger, and his white hair was falling down, covering his wrinkled cheeks.

The night wind blew in from the broken window, and the old man's thin and frail body swayed gently in the air.

The rope rubbed against the beam above, which was already fragile and made a creaking sound.

Luo Qingzhou knew the old man.

Her mother used to call her Aunt Shuizi, and Xiaodie came here to chat with her all afternoon during the day, and she also borrowed needles and threads from here.

The old man was lonely and lonely in the village for many years. After chatting with a strange little girl for an afternoon today, he returned to his room and hanged himself?

She told Xiaodie that this place was haunted, and it was likely that she was old and frail, and was close to death, so she could see it.

For her, this might be a relief.

only……

Luo Qingzhou looked at the old man in front of him, thinking about the white-haired black shadow he just saw.

Is that the soul of the old man, to say goodbye to them before leaving?

But why did he suddenly see it?

The book says that people with powerful spirits, people who are dying, people who are not cured for a long time, or people who are about to die, can sometimes see ghosts, and see things that are usually invisible. thing.

Could it be that during this period of time, after taking the jet-black liquid produced by the bronze mirror of the sun and the moon continuously, his soul has become very powerful?

Or, the life-and-death battle during the day has suddenly changed his soul?
To be honest, he was a little scared when he suddenly saw the dark shadow outside the window.

But curiosity and calm soon overcame fear.

Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

Moreover, he is now rich in qi and blood, strong in spirit, and his courage has naturally become greater. He should not be afraid of these ghosts who only dare to sneak out in the dark night.

It should be the ghost that is afraid of him.

Luo Qingzhou thought so, and went forward to take down the old man's body.

"Ugh..."

At this time, a cloudy wind suddenly blew through the window, and the wooden window slammed.

At the same time, a woman's cry really sounded outside.

Immediately, there were the cries of men, the cries of babies, and the cries of old people, one after another.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared on the low courtyard wall, and then floated into the courtyard, twisting and swinging, long hair hanging on the ground, and a cry of "woo woo" from his mouth.

Then, more shadows appeared at the gate, on the walls of the courtyard, and in the small courtyard, twisting and swinging, long hair flying, and weeping.

Like a hundred ghosts dancing at night, a thousand ghosts screaming at night!
Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze, first took off the old man's body, put it on the bed, covered it with a quilt, then left the room and stood in the small courtyard.

The twisted and whimpering shadows in the small courtyard swayed even more frantically.

A gust of gloomy wind swirled around the ground.

Luo Qingzhou clenched his fists, walked down the steps, and walked towards the black shadows that twisted and twisted.

Every time he took a step forward, the shadows floated and moved a step back, as if they dared not let him approach.

Luo Qingzhou sneered in his heart, and suddenly took a stance and hit the Thunder Fist in the courtyard.

"boom!"

A blast of thunder suddenly sounded in the silent night.

"Ugh-"

The gloomy wind blew wildly, and the black shadows who were dancing frantically suddenly whimpered and fled in all directions.

In a blink of an eye, he ran away without a trace.

In the small courtyard, the silence was restored, and even the sound of the wind disappeared.

"Sure enough, the virtual is afraid of the real, the yin is afraid of the yang, and the little devil is afraid of the courage!

"If a timid person encounters these ghosts while walking at night, they can't see their eyes, but can only feel the wind blowing around their ears, chills on their backs, and fear in their hearts. The more arrogant the ghost will be... After returning home, there will definitely be a bad disease. If the healing is good, you can still live, but if the healing is not good and the soul is too weak, you can only suffer from the disease and die... "

"Some sick people, or old people, will see these ghosts haunting everywhere at night. At that time, they may not be far away from death... Once they can't strengthen their bodies, they may be really hopeless. now..."

"Some ghosts were unjustly killed and full of hatred, so they wandered around and harmed people..."

Luo Qingzhou thought about the records in the book, left the courtyard, and returned to his residence.

Just as he was about to enter the house, he suddenly found a black figure squatting on the pier of the collapsed courtyard wall.

The black shadow was surrounded by black mist, and the figure was more solid than the ghost he had just seen. The face could not be seen clearly, but two slightly red eyes could be seen.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at it and suddenly heard its heart.

[This human being is so terrifying, with strong energy and blood, so he can't be provoked... Why does he look straight at me?It's impossible to see me... I should go back to practice...]

The shadow turned around and fluttered away.

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, cultivation?

His heart moved, and he immediately followed.

(End of this chapter)