ghost story

Leaving the phantom of the street, Song Wei found that he was still on the second floor of the small building, and in front of him was a flying corridor, which connected to another building with carved beams and painted walls.

He walked over unhurriedly.

Chu Ying's call sounded in his ears again, mixed with the miserable screams that bored him, Song Wei couldn't help frowning.He has always looked down on this arrogant cousin, but this time he entered the old house not only because of his aunt and uncle's threat, but more because of his rebellious curiosity.

Ah, maybe it’s not persecution at all, even if the celestial master invited by the couple said in a disgusting tone that he was born with a strong yin and was a devil, so he was suitable to come in and take a look.

Thinking of this, Song Wei frowned.

This time, what appeared in front of him was a hut with candles lit on the table, and the spinning wheel next to it was clearly unmanned, but silk threads were being woven one by one.There are quite a few handkerchiefs in the small basket, each of which is embroidered with delicate textures and patterns, as if it came from a certain ingenious woman.Song Wei reached out to touch it, blood slowly gushed out from the basket, submerged the handkerchief, and dripped to the ground.

Suddenly, the spinning wheel stopped, and something fell down, making a groaning sound, and quickly disappeared by the wall.At the same time, a female voice sounded: "Lost, lost, my spindle is gone!"

Song Wei responded in a low voice, "Where is it?"

"There, there, help me find it!" The pitch of the female voice fluctuated, as if singing an opera, but it was as piercing as fingernails scraping glass, and it felt like a chill ran down the spine. climb up.

Hearing this, Song Wei walked towards the place indicated by the female voice, where there was a small mouse hole.He squatted down, his field of vision suddenly shrank, everything around him became very large, and the floor sank down, turning the whole thing into a cellar-like appearance.He looked up at the spinning wheel outside the hole, which originally only reached his waist, and now it was almost a monster, and it could crush him to death with one foot.Song Wei walked in very calmly, he couldn't see his fingers inside, and there were rustling sounds one after another, making one wonder if a group of huge mice would rush over in the next moment.

Song Wei touched his body, and there were a few charms given to him by the celestial master, which were said to be able to spontaneously ignite without fire.He flicked it forward, and sure enough, a burst of fire exploded, illuminating the entire space.Many gray mice gathered in front of a small rough stage, and jointly lifted the spindle and poked towards the stage.And the villain jumping around to amuse the mice kept screaming, bleeding profusely from the place stabbed by the tip of the spindle, urging her to continue and not stop.

"Not bad." Song Wei's eyes showed a touch of appreciation, and he couldn't help applauding.

The mice all had red eyes and ignored him, staring intently at the toys on the small stage.After a while, the villain was stabbed to death and could no longer jump.Song Wei knew that they were also Chu Ying's cronies. Her father worked in the Red Cross, allowing her to embezzle money from the charity fund to pursue stars, and even adopted a few starlets.She likes to watch lovers fight and jealous all day long, like treating toys.

This time being forced to dance by the mouse...you deserve it.

Although there was nothing on the stage, the mouse continued to turn the spindle tirelessly.Song Wei smiled maliciously and suggested, "Watching people dance is not fun, is it? How about choosing one of you."

The rats squeaked, and sure enough, pushed one of their companions up, and happily poked him to death.Followed by the second, third... When the last one was left, it went crazy, stepped on the corpse of its companion, leaned over and inserted the spindle tip into its stomach fiercely, and its internal organs leaked all over the place .The spindle turned again and rushed towards Song Wei, and was dragged out by the long hair that came in from the hole the next moment.

Song Wei was also swept away, his body swayed, and he came to the hut again when he came back to his senses.This time, a tall woman sat in front of the spinning wheel, with her hair tied in a bun, her back turned to Song Weispin, and the traces of mice gnawing could be seen from the exposed back of her neck.And holding the spindle in her hand, she also turned into a human bone.As for the original silk thread, I don't know when it was replaced by mouse fur, and it looked like human skin with gray hair, it was so huge and weird.

"Zhiyunran is Jiangnan color, give it to my family Hao Erlang..." The woman hummed a little tune, her hands kept moving, this scene was really weird.But Song Wei watched quietly all the time, until the threads made of fur were woven into patterned cloth, and then cut by the woman with scissors, forming a square piece.Immediately, the woman pulled out a few slender human bones from under the spinning wheel, tied them up in some way, covered them with something like a handkerchief, and made a simple umbrella.

She finally stopped without looking back, but turned her hands around, and handed the umbrella straight behind her back to Song Wei: "It's raining heavily ahead, be careful of catching a cold."

As soon as the words fell, the locked door suddenly opened.