"Are you still reading? Have you forgotten what your father said? Hurry up and leave!"

Li Taiyuan threw the lantern and gave He Weican a hard squeeze on his waist. The burning pain made He Weican wake up from a dream, he turned the accelerator and rushed forward.

Hearing the movement of the motorcycle, the woman suddenly stopped.

The road in the countryside was narrow, and He Weican rode his bicycle almost close to her. When passing by the woman, Li Taiyuan took a look: she was frozen in place like a pole, with her head and neck twisted at a strange angle, leaning sideways.

He stared at the two people in the car.

The woman's facial features seemed to have been pieced together at random, and were distributed messily and irregularly on a flat face.

The nose in the middle is like a lump of soft mud, covered with numb bumps; a pair of turbid and white eyes are distributed on the chin, as big as two ping pong balls; the center is dark and small.

His pupils contracted and contracted regularly, and his big mouth full of yellow teeth grinned exaggeratedly, showing a weird and crazy smile to the two of them.

"You do look quite ugly. It's not been easy for you these past few years, right?"

Li Taiyuan suddenly felt sympathy for He Weican. Anyone who saw this kind of thing as a child would leave an unforgettable shadow on their childhood.

"Brother Li, what time has it been and you still have the energy to make a joke?"

He Weican's expression at this moment was uglier than crying. He increased the speed of the car in one breath. Through the rearview mirror, he watched the woman's figure getting smaller and smaller until she disappeared. Only then did He Weican feel that his racing heart gradually calmed down.

He rode through the woods and along the river, never encountering the scary woman before again.

However, He Weican's nerves were always tense. He did not dare to ride too fast for fear of causing an accident if he was not careful. He carried Li Taiyuan and continued forward. In his memory, after crossing the bridge over the river, he was only a few meters away from his brother-in-law's house.

Two kilometers away.

But five minutes passed, and the two of them still hadn't reached their destination. Looking at the stone bridge they passed just now, Li Taiyuan frowned: "Stupid Qing, didn't you notice that you were spinning in circles?"

"No, this road is obviously a straight line. Logically speaking, we should have reached my brother-in-law's house by now."

He Weican gripped the handlebar, his palms already covered with sweat: "What's going on? Why hasn't the surrounding road condition changed?"

Uneasiness and fear are like germinated seeds, constantly growing and spreading in He Weican's heart...

The dead leaves on the trees on the roadside rustled in the wind, and the dead leaves swirled and fell in front of He Weican. He took a closer look and saw that the dead leaves that had just fallen were clearly pieces of yellow and white paper money.

The high-pitched melody of babbling hit their ears again.

He Weican raised his head and looked at the stone bridge. Under the moonlight, the woman in gray robe stood on the bridge, her body like a boneless mollusk, twisting her body crazily and without any order.

She turned around and looked at the two of them, and stopped the weird dance just now, but her hands and feet still maintained the weird bow shape. The woman curled up her body, stretched her head and walked off the bridge. The upward arc of the corners of her mouth became wider and wider, becoming more and more crazy.

, almost pulled to the base of the ear.

He Weican's pupils suddenly tightened, and this time without waiting for Li Taiyuan to remind him, he speeded up and threw the woman away again.

But just a few seconds later, the woman in gray robe appeared again less than ten meters away from him. She hid under the shade of a tree, still maintaining the same posture as before, smiling slyly at He Weican.

He Weican almost collapsed.

"Brother Li, sit still!"

His eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth in a deep voice. Li Taiyuan wrapped his arms around the other person's waist to prevent him from being thrown off the car. He Weican held the handle and turned the accelerator to 90.

However, through the rearview mirror, he noticed that the woman in gray robe was twisting her body and chasing them playfully. The woman's toes had already left the ground, suspended above the ground, and she was floating toward them quickly.

Intense fear completely engulfed He Weican. He straightened his body, his hands seemed to be frozen on the handlebars, and stared blankly at the rearview mirror.

"Just drive and don't get distracted." Li Taiyuan calmly opened the bag and fumbled around, looking for something.

For some reason, hearing the other party's voice, He Weican felt a great sense of security in his heart, as if he had been given a shot of reassurance. He no longer looked behind him, but concentrated on riding the bike to avoid being overwhelmed by the sky.

I was confused by the paper money.

Behind, the woman's limbs were stiff and twitching, her head was twisted at an unusual angle, and she was approaching the motorcycle at lightning speed.

At this time, Li Taiyuan couldn't bear it anymore.

Seeing the woman laughing wildly and stretching out her skinny chicken claw-like hands toward him, he took out the wicker stick from his backpack and whipped the woman.

Wicker sticks have the effect of dispelling evil spirits, and the one He Shichang gave them was soaked in the blood of Zhiyang rooster, which is the most effective in dealing with such evil spirits.

Hearing a "pop" sound, the woman suddenly retracted her hand as if she had been burned.

Li Taiyuan took the opportunity to lash out again, only to hear the woman in gray robe let out a noisy and sharp cry. Her whole figure was like a deflated rubber ball, and her body gradually dissipated, leaving only a pale and resentful face.

The face is suspended in mid-air.

As he retreated, the face gradually disappeared into the darkness.

"Keep driving, don't stop."

Li Taiyuan looked around and saw that although the paper money was gone, the ghost punching the wall had not disappeared.

Thinking about it, He Weican blocked it from taking the soul back and returning it to the sun. Now that the evil spirit is determined to seek revenge on him, how can he give up so easily?

"If it doesn't work, I'll soak in the boy's urine again." He Weican suddenly said.

At first, he was quite scared; but when he thought that his sister was in danger and waiting for him to rescue her, and time was running out against the clock, but this ghost appeared to oppose him now... He Weican's fear was mostly eliminated.

Besides, he has had nightmares all these years, and thanks to the evil spirits, he still dares not go to the temple to offer incense.

The more He Weican thought about it, the angrier he became, and an unknown fire came out of his heart: "Damn it, I have been guarding my body for twenty-five years, and I haven't broken the precept yet. If it dares to come out, I will feed it! Brother Li,

What do you think?"

Li Taiyuan did not answer, but silently rested his head on He Weican's shoulder.

He Weican felt that his hands around his waist were getting tighter and tighter, suffocating him so much that he could hardly breathe.

"Brother Li, can you relax a little..."

As He Weican spoke, he suddenly noticed a bloody male corpse hanging under the streetlight on the side of the road in front of him. The corpse gradually rotted and turned into a withered skeleton. And its dress was exactly the same as that of Li Taiyuan sitting behind him.

He Weican's brain shut down for an instant, and he glanced down from the corner of his eye: two snake-like soft and pale arms were wrapped around his waist; in the rearview mirror, a furry head rested on his shoulder, trembling slightly.

The moment their eyes met, under the messy black hair, the strange and disgusting face of the woman in gray robe gradually appeared, and she squeezed out a strange and eerie smile at He Weican in the mirror.
Chapter completed!