Time passed by minute by minute, and his wife, who was pressed down by him, never moved.

The tense nerves began to slack off. He was in a daze and began to think about it... Thinking of his wife's snobbish look before, and when he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel angry!

They are all divorced, why are you looking for death?

If you want to die, why not die farther away?!

Why bother him?!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he wanted to pull his dead wife up and beat him up!

when!--

A sudden sound made my husband tremble in fear and turned his head to see that it was the clock in the living room that was reporting the time. It was now midnight at midnight.

A false alarm was heard, and he raised his arm and wiped the cold sweat from his head.

At this time, the wife below suddenly moved.

My husband was shocked!

He remembered what the mage said and quickly clamped his wife's shoulders with both hands.

A long moan from my wife's mouth———————————

Then, she slowly got up from the ground.

The husband keeps in mind the words of the mage and never leaves his wife no matter what happens!

He hugged his wife's neck even harder.

But his wife seemed to have no feeling. After she stood up, she called his name while looking for him in the room.

At first, my husband was very nervous, but later I found that my wife couldn't see her, so I finally felt relieved.

Even so, he was still very scared, especially as he watched his wife look for him one by one, and even letting him go under the bed, he felt even more chilling. He couldn't imagine what it would be like if he hadn't listened to the wizard, his wife would find him now.

My wife keeps looking for it, always looking for it...

She couldn't find her husband, and she murmured to herself: "Where is he...he has hidden him...where..."

After searching for a while, her waist became more and more bent and her movements became slower and slower. She walked to the living room and said, "I'm so tired..."

After saying that, she slowly lay down on the ground.

Just pressing down the husband behind him.

The husband only felt that his wife's body was a thousand-pound iceberg, which was so pressed that she couldn't breathe. It was so cold that it seemed like a burst of cold air was drilling into her pores, but he didn't dare to move and could only lie quietly.

The sky was getting whiter outside, and my husband glanced at the clock on the wall with his outlook and realized that it was already five o'clock in the morning.

It's going to dawn.

The husband endured it hard.

Finally, the sun rose, the weight on his body disappeared, and the coldness was also dispelled by the sunlight shining in.

The husband breathed a sigh of relief.

He left his home, found the mage and detailed the descriptions of what happened last night.

The mage said: "You go back again at 9 o'clock tonight, and sit on her. After persisting for seven nights, her resentment will naturally dissipate and she will never cause trouble for you again."

The husband left gratefully.

After several nights, he followed the mage's words and came home at 9 pm, rode on his wife's back, witnessed her looking for him over and over again, and then left in the early morning of the next day.

He was nervous and scared in the first few nights. Later, he gradually got used to it and relaxed. Sometimes when he looked at his wife looking for him without getting tired of it, he would remember that on the day they got married, his wife walked towards him in a wedding dress and smiling. The two of them had obviously been happy for a while, but why did they become like this now?

He also thought about giving her happiness, but forced her to death. Even though he knew she was an orphan and had no place to go after the divorce, he was still foolish on the divorce agreement, not giving her a house or money, and letting her leave the house and fend for herself... How desperate should she be at that time?

My husband regretted it.

He began to regret what he did, and made up his mind. When things were solved, he must find the best mage to save his wife.

Night after night, my wife's waist became more and more bent and her pace became slower and slower. She always muttered hoarsely: "I'm so tired... Why are you so tired..."

She gradually weakened, and from the beginning she lay down at five in the morning, she turned to four in the morning and three in the morning. The time she was looking for her husband was gradually shortening.

When the sixth night was just past two in the morning, she couldn't bear the burden on her back and lay down.

The husband knew that as long as he persisted until the seventh night, his wife would never get up again.

In fact, he was not feeling well. He kept his nerves tight for six consecutive nights and could not rest, which seriously damaged his physical fitness and health. Even if he had to take a nap during the day, it was not very effective. By the last few nights, he was almost uncontrollably dozing off and almost fell off his wife several times.

On the seventh night, the husband was worried that he would doze off again, so he prepared a hemp rope to tie himself and his wife tightly so that even if he accidentally fell asleep, he would not fall off his wife.

Night fell, and after nine o'clock in the evening, his wife woke up again.

She slowly got up from the ground, and like the previous few nights, she began to carefully search for her husband in the room, under the bed, in the wardrobe, behind the sofa...

"Where...where...why can't you find it..."

My wife's body was cold, and my husband felt that he was about to freeze on her.

He had eyes, was tired all over, and his hands were numb and he was holding the hemp rope without knowing that as his wife kept moving, the hemp rope was becoming loose.

"Where...why can't you find it..."

My wife was still searching persistently, and her stiff joints creaked in the empty room.

Time passed slowly, my husband was cold and sleepy, and his eyelids were fighting, and his hands were getting lighter and weaker...

Finally, the hemp rope loosened as the joints moved back and forth.

With a thud, my husband fell to the ground and woke up suddenly!

He looked up and saw the wife in front of him slowly turning around, his eyes curled up at him, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth—

...

Shi Xianyu raised his hands, imitated the appearance of the wronged soul, and said to the group of children sinisterly: "I found you..."

Suddenly they rushed forward! The children were so scared that they screamed!

Shi Xianyu laughed, "I am so brave and want to go to the haunted house to explore! Hahahaha!"

A flashlight came from the intersection, and the two patrolmen asked loudly: "Who is there?!"

Shi Xianyu quickly raised his hand, "Here, these children don't go home in the middle of the night, so take them home quickly."

The children ran to the patrolman crying and pointed at Shi Xianyu as they ran, accusing him: "She scared us!"

Shi Xianyu: "???"

...

Two hours later, Shi Xianyu was taken out of the police station by Zhou Bushan. She wrote a letter of guarantee and accepted criticism, and finally she was exempted from more severe punishment.

She never expected that she had just told a ghost story and was suspected of child mental abuse and was almost prosecuted.

After being surprised, I couldn't help but want to laugh.

Zhou Bushan explained to her: "In the past, the Child Protection Act was not sound, and many resentful little ghosts emerged every year, and they could not be expelled from the ghosts. Later, the bill was rebuilt and the rights and interests of children were valued. The situation improved a lot after that. It has been rare in recent years."

He glanced at Shi Xianyu and said embarrassedly: "According to the regulations, adults play horror images or describe horror scenes to children under the age of 12, suspected of intimidation and abuse..."

Shi Xianyu nodded with a smile, "It's great. Instead of waiting for the Taoist priest to expel ghosts, it's better to fundamentally eliminate the possibility of the birth of the evil spirits and evil spirits."

Zhou Bushan laughed and touched the back of his head, "My master means that too, so unless he is a evil ghost, he usually does not allow us to go down the mountain to drive away ghosts at will. He said... Well, why did that sentence come out, I suddenly couldn't remember..."

"Good and evil will be rewarded. Knocking at the door in the middle of the night is actually people's simplest moral view of right and wrong." Shi Xianyu sighed with great emotion, "It's really good here, you guys!"

Zhou Bushan immediately said: "If Yuanjun likes it, stay for a while."

"Okay." Shi Xianyu turned around and looked at the servant god behind him and smiled, "It's time to rest for a while."

The God of Service did not speak, looked up at the sky.

He seemed to be trapped again...

?           ?The sixth story is over, and the seventh story has not been considered yet.

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