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Chapter 13: Ghost

The handwriting on the diary is neat and beautiful, and it looks like the girl's handwriting.

The first few pages are all about what happens normally, which is quite normal, but when they turn to the middle, Ma Fangfang's emotions become very unstable. It is not difficult to see between the lines that she is in a panic and uneasy, and even fear and disappointment.

In her diary, she repeatedly mentioned her parents' attitude towards her. She wanted to escape from this home many times and had the idea of ​​suicide many times. But the one who appeared more than her parents was "he". Every time she mentioned "he", Ma Fangfang's words revealed a sense of disgust.

I kept thinking for a long time with my head over, but I couldn't think of anyone who could get so close to Ma Fangfang.

Ma Fangfang's family is very traditional. Her father is a carpenter and she can't make much money all year round. But I don't know when, her family suddenly became rich. Later, her family built a building, which made the villagers envious.

He asked her what business was doing with a thoughtful heart. Ma Fangfang's mother said ungrateful that their family was lucky and had a small profit when they met a noble person.

Ma Fangfang's mother is a very vain person. She may have been afraid of hard life. Before she was rich, she could hear the couple quarrel over money every day. The villagers don't know how many times they have been to her house to persuade her. Ma Fangfang grew up in such an environment, and her heart is much more fragile than her peers.

I remember playing with Ma Fangfang when I was a child. I asked her what she planned to do when she grew up. She said at the time that she would make a lot of money when she grew up, so that her parents would not quarrel over money anymore.

After that, her family really became rich, but every time I saw Ma Fangfang, I didn’t feel much happier. Once, when Ma Bing met her in the village and called her, she was like she lost her soul and her eyes were empty. At that time, Ma Bing sighed to me, saying that this village flower in Majiagou was no longer energetic.

Unexpectedly, this happened to her not long after this.

"Fate can sometimes be used as a bargaining chip. I don't want to stay in this dirty world for a moment!" The diary disappeared after it was written here, and then there were some handwriting that could not be seen, like random drawings.

Based on my understanding of Ma Fangfang's family, her parents would definitely not let her interact with men casually, let alone Ma Fangfang hated this man so much. It seems that there are many secrets hidden in it. If not done well, Ma Fangfang's death has a lot to do with this person.

But who is this person?

I closed the diary and put it back, but the diary suddenly disappeared when it touched the table. I flipped through the things on the table but couldn't find them. Just as I was wondering, Diao Laojin came over.

"Have you found anything?"

"I just found a diary written by Ma Fangfang, but it disappeared again!" I gestured at the size of the diary and pointed to the table again.

Diao Laojin glanced at the wall clock, and his face showed fatigue. "Maybe it was Ma Fangfang's resentment. There are still two hours before twelve o'clock. You can rest here for a while first, and I'll go out to prepare."

"Where are you going?"

I felt panic and quickly grabbed his arm. "I don't dare to stay in this room alone."

"A bad thing, won't anyone die? The coffin has been lifted, what are you afraid of? Stay here and wait for me to come back!" Diao Laojin shook my hand away, turned around and walked out.

I looked at his back and felt agitation.

Although the lights were on in the room, I still felt uneasy, especially the rope on the beam of the room was shaking. You know, there was no wind tonight. The room was gloomy, but I was sweating all over my body and my spine was even more chilling.

I was leaning against the wall and curled up at the door. The house was so quiet that it was terrible, and even the whole yard was so quiet that it was terrible. It was only a few minutes before Diao Laojin left, but I felt as if a century had passed.

The lights in the room were a little dim, and the rope on the beam was still shaking, but I fell asleep under this situation.

Yes, I fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes in a daze, I found two people sitting on the bed.

At the beginning, I could only see their mouths moving, but I could not hear any sounds of speaking. When my consciousness gradually recovered, I could hear their conversation clearly.

"This book is a taboo for carrying a coffin. You have to hand it over to Yiming. This child has never encountered this since he was a child. It is a long way to go for him to inherit his ancestral property!" said a voice.

"Don't worry! Although this child has a bad fortune, he is a lucky person. If you hand it over to me, I will definitely let him experience it outside. When he comes back, he can be considered an explanation for his grandfather." Diao Laojin took the thing.

"Hey, he has a miserable life. He has never had a mother since he was a child. Now his father and grandfather are gone. How can this child bear it?"

"Don't worry, you can hand the child over to me, just don't worry, this child is desperate."

"Then I'll leave first!"

After saying that voice, the door opened. In a trance, the figure suddenly glanced at me, then sighed and left. My head was still a little confused. I heard that this person didn't look like a person from Majiagou, and he seemed to be very familiar with Diao Laojin. Who was it?

I stood up from the corner and chased out of the house. The man had long been gone. I returned to the house and looked at Diao Laojin with a confused look on his face. "Who is the person who was talking to you just now?"

Diao Lao Jin spitted a mouthful of cigarettes and put his hand on my forehead and tried it. "I don't have a fever, what nonsense is this? There are only two of us in this room from beginning to end. I saw you sleeping alone in the corner, so I couldn't bear to scream you. Why are you sleeping in a daze?"

Diao Lao Jin was obviously hiding it from me. I had just heard them talking, but he was still pretending to be stupid to me. He must have something to hide from me. If it doesn't work, I must ask.

But no matter how I asked, he insisted that this was not the case. When he was annoyed, he threw away the cigarette and bared his teeth. "Ask what should be asked, don't mention a word that should not be asked! The time is over, and Ma Fangfang will be resurrected in a while. Remember the first thing I said to you now."

Seeing that Diao Laojin refused to say anything, time was indeed not far from Ma Fangfang's return, I didn't continue asking.

"When I make the move later, you have to turn your back to me and you can't look back no matter what sound you hear. You can only look back after the bowl in front of you is broken, do you understand?"

I nodded and said that I understood. He then continued, "If Ma Fangfang stayed on me and refused to leave, remember to spit her with your boy's urine! You must remember this! If Ma Fangfang had not left me after five o'clock in the morning, I would never be able to come back. So boy, I am giving my life to you, do you understand?"

The more Diao Laojin said, the more serious he became, and I didn’t dare to say anything, so I could only nod my head.

He saw him lit two white candles, sat cross-legged in front of the candle, sprinkled a lot of paper money around, and then closed his eyes and said something. Then he took out a yellow talisman, lit it on the candle, placed it on the ground, grabbed a handful of rice from a bowl and sprinkled it into the sky.

"Don't look back!"

At this time, Diao Laojin suddenly shouted, "I quickly turned around and stared at the bowl in front of me with black blood, my heart beating fast."

There were a vague sound behind me, with light footsteps, heavy breathing, and blowing sounds behind my neck. My back felt cold, and I felt a light feeling. The bowl of black dog blood in front of me also began to become turbid. I looked at the blood curiously and saw the reflection of a woman.

The woman was the woman in white who I saw on the grave before. Her face was still full of holes and was particularly creepy.

My heart suddenly felt a sudden grip and thought, could this be the evil spirit transformed by Ma Fangfang?!

Just when I was in a panic, the bowl in front of me suddenly shattered with a "bang". The black dog blood scattered on the ground and quickly penetrated into the ground. I was shocked and quickly looked up at the wall clock on the wall. The pointer was just twelve o'clock.

I slowly turned around and saw Diao Laojin sitting cross-legged on the ground, and it seemed that there was no change. I wonder if this ghost was like the one I met in Ma Xuemei's house before? At this time, Diao Laojin suddenly opened his eyes, and the terrifying eyes scared me all over.
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