marry a ghost

There are white shadows everywhere, everywhere, they are running around in the whole room, some are piercing through the walls, some are burrowing into the ground, and some are surrounding Wei Ning, pulling his hands, feet and clothes, trying to tear him away. He got up from the bed—

Wei Ning was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound. There was no logic to this thing, and there was no way to think about it.

A rotten muddy smell rushed into his nose, making Wei Ning nauseous for a while, his face turned blue, those white shadows kept pulling him, he felt like his body was soaked in ice water for nine days, even The bones ached from the cold.

Maybe it's been talking for a long time, Wei Ning's body seems to really move.

When the white shadows found out, they rushed up immediately, surrounding Wei Ning and pulling him, with bursts of ear-piercing screams, the screams seemed to directly affect the human brain, stirring up the brains. Shaking violently.

Wei Ning's forehead was throbbing with headaches, and he didn't know where the pain was.

At first he gritted his teeth, determined not to be pulled up by these "things" who didn't know what the hell they were, but with the severe pain caused by the cry, his spirit became more and more sluggish, and his sanity became more and more insane. Sober, in the end, finally couldn't hold on, and was snatched by these white shadows.

Those white shadows lifted his body and gathered together to form a dense mist. It turned out that when they separated, they became individual white shadows, and when they gathered together, they became a wet white mist.

The body wobbled, not knowing where to go.

The surrounding area is empty and silent, like a wilderness. The white shadows are whispering incessantly, but they can't hear clearly. They seem to be using a different language. Always a little bit off.

Not long after, Wei Ning suddenly heard the sound of gurgling water.

That voice suddenly appeared in this wilderness place, which shocked Wei Ning. He felt that he seemed to be familiar with the scene in front of him, but he was absolutely sure that he had never been there before.

Where the hell is this?Where is the person who should appear here?Also, who is that person?

A series of questions quietly spread in Wei Ning's heart full of fear.

At this time, the group of white shadows stopped, Wei Ning couldn't move at all, he could only resign himself to fate, he stared in the direction of God unwillingly, and cursed, "Fuck."

The gloomy sky, unmoved by the ants below, remained silent. Wei Ning found that the sky was so gloomy that it seemed as if water would drip out. There was no moon, no stars, no wind, and even the cry of an insect could not be heard. I can't hear it, it seems to be Huangquan Road, in hell.

There was a black river in front of me, the water surface was not wide, and it was about the same size as the Weizhuang creek, but the Weizhuang creek was crystal clear, but this river was unfathomable.

Those white shadows dragged Wei Ning to the water's edge. Wei Ning didn't know what they were trying to do, but his intuition was warning him at the highest level. Because of fear, Wei Ning's pupils constricted and his face turned pale , Layers of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Maybe he had resigned himself to his fate, Wei Ning let those white shadows drag him into the Black River.

The black water in the river immediately poured into his mouth, the heavy muddy smell, just like those white shadows, choked Wei Ning nauseated, his eyes were red and swollen, the pain of suffocation made Wei Ning struggle desperately, It was the same terrible situation as that day by the stream. I escaped that time. This time, maybe I have no chance?

Is it really doomed?Does he have to pay for this life?

Wei Ning waved his hands and feet indiscriminately, hitting those white shadows, and hit nothing, only one hand was cold, he was desperate, thinking whether he should go back to Weizhuang after all, couldn't help feeling sorry for himself, hatred, sadness, despair , panic, fear, and what was left, like fireflies in a summer night, tiny hopes, all gathered in his heart.

Suddenly, Wei Ning seemed to have caught something in his hand. He couldn't help but get refreshed. His mind, which was about to pass out, was awakened by the will to survive at that moment. He grabbed the thing and held it tightly. .

A white paper lantern appeared unsteadily in Heihe.

The pale, hazy light, like the deepest redemption, made Wei Ning hold his breath and look at it, ignoring the surrounding river, without blinking his eyes.

A beautifully shaped hand, with slender fingers and delicate joints, looks pleasing to the eye. Just by looking at this hand, one can be sure that the owner of the hand will definitely be a good-looking person.

However, Wei Ning looked at this hand and immediately closed his eyes in fear.

At that glance just now, he saw that the hand was holding the white paper lantern, that's right, it was just a hand, and the rest of the body was hidden in the darkness, perhaps—there was no other part at all, because that was A white paper lantern, no matter how small the lantern is, it’s impossible to illuminate only one hand, right?

The appearance of this lantern and this hand seemed to push away the mist, causing those white shadows to scream and flee in all directions. They scurried around in the water, stirring up waves and making the already muddy river water even more muddy. Unbearable, Wei Ning couldn't stand steadily, ups and downs with the torrent.

In all this chaos, there was only that lantern, that hand, motionless and steady as Mount Tai.

However, soon, Wei Ning discovered that it was his illusion that he thought that the hand and the lantern were not moving. "They" were approaching very quickly, and it was only because the movements were so peaceful and steady that people were dazzled.

When the lantern came to Wei Ning's side, those white shadows had already floated to the river surface, lingering at a height of more than 20 to [-] meters above the river surface, screaming loudly, as if ready to rush down again at any time.

At this time, Wei Ning had no energy to pay attention to those white shadows at all. The lantern in front of him and this hand were the most important things. "They" stopped in front of Wei Ning embarrassingly. That hand was white and clean. , with slender fingers, distinct joints, neat nails, and a pair of good hands.

The hand holding the white paper lantern is like a ghost who came to a scholar who lives in an abandoned temple at night. It is really frightening to see. Wei Ning's heart is trembling, shaking again and again. , that lantern, that hand still didn’t move.

Since you don't move, then let me move, we can't just go on like this.

At this moment, Wei Ning was almost suffocated by the water in the Black River, and he didn't know what happened, but he was able to hold it for so long without suffocating. Wei Ning had given up pursuing the truth of these strange things.

His only thought now is to leave this weird place as soon as possible, forget about all this bizarre things, and return to his ordinary life of working and worrying about his relatives every day.

So he kicked his legs and swam towards the surface of the water, but what made Wei Ning terrified, that lantern, that hand, was always in front of him, not far or near, keeping a distance, refusing to leave, Wei Ning There was a cold war in his heart, and after waiting for a while, seeing that the lantern and that hand still didn't move, it didn't look like he was trying to trouble him, Wei Ning immediately felt relieved.

He swam to the shore and dragged his feet onto the shore. The shore was full of mud. He sat down on the mud, panting heavily. With his weak body now, he could jump ashore from the river. It took a lot of effort.

When Wei Ning landed on the shore, that hand suddenly held the white paper lantern, put it at Wei Ning's feet, and then disappeared. Wei Ning stared at this scene in a daze. Tremblingly, he stretched out his hand, took the white paper lantern by his feet, held it up to his eyes, and took a closer look—it was no different from those white paper lanterns in Wei Zhuang.

Wei Ning got up from the ground holding the mud, and wiped it on his clothes casually, regardless of whether it was dirty or not. Then, he looked around blankly.

The wilderness is vast, the night is long, the fog is thick, and he can't tell the direction. Where should he go?

Just when Wei Ning didn't know what to do, just when he lowered his head and planned to walk in any direction like a headless chicken, a call came from his ear, "Wei Ning——Wei Ning——" the voice was false and real, If there was nothing there, Wei Ning thought he had an auditory hallucination and shook his head. However, the voice still followed. He felt that the voice was familiar, and he wanted to follow it intuitively.

Of course, in fact, he did the same.

No stars, no moon, no day and no night, Wei Ning walked alone in this wilderness, his footsteps dragged, and his body was heavy. After an unknown period of time, the white paper lantern in his hand uttered two sounds After a light beep, it went out.

Wei Ning moved his eyes slowly, glanced at it, raised his head blankly, and looked at the sky, always feeling that the time is coming.

Sure enough, on the gloomy sky, an earth-shattering thunderstorm rumbled, shaking the whole wilderness, everything trembled in it, Wei Ning also fell to the ground involuntarily, and then, the thunderstorm left him It was getting closer and closer, and soon, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky and hit the piece of land where Wei Ning was.

After the loud noise, there was silence, only a white paper lantern was left on the ground.

"Brother Ning, Wei Ning—" Wei Ning heard the call, he opened his eyes, his voice was hoarse, like a duck, "Ashi—"

Wei Shi was standing beside his bed, looking at him with joy, "Brother Ning, you finally woke up, you scared me to death." Beside him was Chen Yang, smoking a cigarette Yan, looked at Wei Ning casually, pointed at Wei Shi and said, "A Ning, if you don't wake up, the blood on my body will be drained by this kid."

Wei Ning saw several deep wounds on his wrists, which were still oozing blood. There was still a bowl beside his bed, and there was some residual blood at the bottom of the bowl.

Wei Ning smiled, "What happened?"

Wei Shi came over with a bowl in his hand, "Didn't you lose your soul two days ago? I just found out today that your lost soul never came back. It's just that someone used a method to temporarily suppress this matter." Go on, and the result is that you are particularly prone to evil spirits."

Wei Ning's eyebrows twitched when he heard it, and he slowly drank the bowl that Wei Shi brought over, "Didn't you say that Weizhuang is clean? This is also called clean—" He pointed at himself with a wry smile.

Wei Shi scratched his chin with some embarrassment, "It was clean at first, but who knows what the hell those guys doing the dojo did last night, they actually made a strange 'ghost escape', killing all the things in the vicinity Everything has been recruited."

Wei Ning heard so many things all at once, his mind was in a mess, and he was about to ask what was going on, but he couldn't cheer up and didn't even want to open his mouth. On the other hand, Chen Yang, who was next to him, asked curiously. out.

"What is ghost escape?"