Chapter 278 Ghost Bleeding

That night, Song Keyen lay in **'s heart and thought about Yue Niang. The child snored slightly beside him, and Song Keren turned over back and forth, but he couldn't sleep.

Unconsciously, it was late at night. Song Keren was dizzy and walked in half a dream. Suddenly, she had a strange feeling. In the middle of the night, a pair of eyes were staring at her!

Song Keren's eyes suddenly, and in the dark night, a pair of eyes sparkled. Song Keren almost fainted. Suddenly, something touched her cheek!

"Ah..." Song Keyen called out.

The eyes moved away from her face and floated away. Only then did Song Keren find that it was not a ghost, but a human. The one who just touched her cheek is not something else, but the man's nose.

And those eyes are not someone else's, but the child's!

"What are you doing!" Song Keren said angrily.

The child smiled and said awkwardly, "I didn't do anything. I just want to see if the young grandma is asleep."

Song Keren was almost angry by this sentence. What is this? Obviously, she deliberately scared her!

The little boy was afraid of Song Keren's misunderstanding and quickly explained, "The Taoist priest is so fierce today. I'm afraid that the young grandmother will be afraid at night.

"Ok, it's not dead. Let's sleep." Song Keren said.

"I know." When the child saw that Song Keren was fine, he slowly slid down on the bedding.

The night is so quiet and a little worrying.

Song Keren took a deep breath and couldn't sleep. I deliberately didn't want those messy things in my head, just waiting for sleepiness to come.

All horrible things will happen at night. Probably because of people's fear and ignorance. So, ghosts don't appear during the day, do they? All ghosts are fabricated by people. Song Keren said that as soon as she died, she went to the bridge and was kicked into six reincarnations by black and white impermanence. I didn't see many ghosts wandering around the world. Thinking of this, Song Ke was much more at ease. Soon, she forgot that the child had just scared her and gradually fell asleep.

In her dream, she saw a sea of flowers. Pink and green were really beautiful. However, Song Keren felt a deep fear in this sea of flowers.

It was an inexplicable fear, and she couldn't tell why she was afraid. She just wants to get out of here quickly and find a way out!

At this time, she saw a figure in the distance. As long as there is someone, Song Keren breathed a sigh of relief and hurried in the direction of the figure.

Suddenly, the figure suddenly appeared in front of her. He has no head!

"Ah..." Song Keyen shouted out...

"Young grandma, are you all right?"

Song Keren's body suddenly shook. He opened his eyes and saw that it was a child shaking her.

Song Keren woke up and made his head sweat. Fortunately, it was a dream. Song Keyen comforted himself that he was probably scared by what happened last night.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" The child asked.

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare." Song Keren answered.

"What did you dream about?" The child asked.

After listening to the child's words, Song Keren couldn't help thinking of his dream and subconsciously looked up in the direction of the door. The moonlight reflected through the carvings on the door. The night was very quiet and nothing happened.

At this moment, Song Keren suddenly found something abnormal. She saw the door and seemed to move little by little. The slowness is like a thief coming in quietly.

The door moved slowly, making a thin and elongating sound. It's like the sound of a dead famous girl returning to her voice in the middle of the night!

Suddenly, the door was pushed hard. Squeak..." The door opened!

In the moonlight, a figure was elonged by the moon and crushed the wall in black. Song Keren's eyes widened, and the person standing at the door had no head!

Song Keren's head "buzzed" and exploded, and she stiffened her body stiffly.

And beside her, the child's courage came from nowhere and suddenly grabbed the pillow and smashed it. The porcelain pillow hit the man's clothes fiercely.

With a dull sound, it seemed to hit something.

The pillow fell to the ground and broke into thousands of pieces of porcelain. However, the clothes did not move. Song Keren was shocked. Is he going to go to the ghost?

The child immediately turned to the ground and scolded, "Don't think that being a ghost can scare us!" Let me tell you, I bullied you before you died, and I still won't let you go after death!"

Although she said so, she still trembled all over. The trembling in her voice made Song Keren feel panic, and the child touched the fire folds on her body tremblingly.

With a sound, the fire fold was lit.

The little boy and Zhen Xing couldn't help but be stunned. People without heads suddenly appeared at their door!

The child touched the oil lamp tremblingly. Fortunately, she kept an eye before going to bed and put two oil lamps beside her. As soon as the oil lamp was lit, the room lit up immediately.

Song Keren and the child stared at the ghost, but the ghost did not move. Leaning against the door, the child closed his eyes in horror. However, although Song Keren was worried, he still saw a little tricky.

Just now, the ghost was obviously standing. Now, it leans against the door. Looking along him, I saw the man wearing a shroud, but one shoe was missing from his feet. And it is precisely this shoe that shows its yellow braided legs!

"It's a scarecrow!" Song Keren, an elf, suddenly thought of a clue and hurriedly shouted out.

When the child heard Song Keren's shout, he hurriedly opened his eyes. The child raised an oil lamp and walked over. He stretched out his hand to pick up the man's clothes. Sure enough, it was the scarecrow's chest! Damn, pretending to be a ghost, it turned out to be a scarecrow!

The child hammered the scarecrow twice, and at this time, her foot touched something. That thing is nothing else, just the pillow she just threw over.

In the moonlight and light, the child clearly saw a few drops of blood near a piece of pillow!

"Grandma, there is blood!" The child shouted excitedly.

"Little boy, go and call someone! Let's catch this frightening thing!" Song Keren shouted excitedly.

The child was stunned, and then groped to put on his shoes and looked at Song Keren suspiciously. Song Keren saw that the child did not respond for a long time and immediately turned around and said, "What are you thinking about? Go and call someone. If it's too late, you won't be able to catch it!"

The child nodded, smiled awkwardly and said, "I, I'm a little scared!"

What are you afraid of? She is a human, so you don't have to be afraid of her!" Song Keren said.

The child nodded and left slowly.

When the cool winter wind blew, Song Keren had a cold war. Even if it's a scarecrow or a ghost, it's not comfortable to stand with a shroud in the middle of the night.

The cold wind blew gently, and the oil lamp on the table flashed. The bright and dim lights looked particularly strange in this night.

Song Keren gritted his teeth and was also in his heart. Suddenly, she heard a woman hang her voice and shout, "Gender my life...Gine my life..."

Song Keren was so excited that she slowly turned her head, as if the scarecrow could speak.

"...Gone my life..."

"Who are you? If you have anything to say, let's talk face to face!" Song Keyen shouted, and she herself heard her own feelings, and her voice was trembling.

"... Song Keren, return my life..." The voice shouted again.

Song Keren was so scared that she subconsciously touched her pillow. She risked it. As long as anyone dared to come over, she would... she fight!

Suddenly, the sound disappeared, as if it had never been here.

At this time, Song Keyen saw a person coming from afar.

"Who..." shouted Song Keyen.

"It's me, young grandma, I'm a child..." The child said.

Song Keren breathed a sigh of relief, although he knew that the man might not be a ghost. However, there is still a twelve-point fear in my heart. At this moment, Song Keren felt that he was a real girl. A man's broad shoulders and protection are needed.

At this time, Zhou Zhang and Zhou Xiaomei also came over together.

Seeing more people, Song Keren is even less afraid.

"Child, come and carry me, let's light the lantern and find this ghost out tonight!" Song Keren said indignantly.

Everyone holds big and small guys in their hands. Zhou Xiaomei holds her hairpin tightly in her hand, and the sharp hairpin is facing the outside. Song Keren held a candlestick in his hand, and Zhou Zhang's hand was half a brick - before they came, the child had told us alarmistly that the young grandmother was looking for a ghost.

Song Keren and several people rushed into the backyard. Song Keren was responsible for leading the team and rushed in the direction of the sound just appeared. Behind him, Zhou Zhang and Zhou Xiaomei followed Song Keren and took three steps and two steps back. No one wanted to make do with this kind of thing.

Song Keren carefully examined the blood stains on the ground on the child's back. The blood stains were intermittent and completely disappeared under the eaves behind the house.

looked forward for another short distance, and the blood stains, as if mysteriously disappeared, without a trace.

When the cold wind blew on the winter night, Song Keyen had a cold war, and the women behind her also had a cold war.

"No... Shouldn't it be... Really..." Zhou Zhang said tremblingly, turning his head and looking at Zhou Xiaomei.

Zhou Xiaomei looked at the child again. The child looked at Zhou Zhang's back and suddenly had a cold war.

"Don't say, have you ever seen a ghost still bleeding?" Song Keren said angrily, at this time, if you want to say she is afraid, who can be more afraid than her? The thing in the shroud is still in her room.

At this moment, Song Keren finally understands what a high-risk profession it is to be a leader. It's like meeting a ghost, but you have to bite your back teeth. Song Keren knew that she couldn't be confused at this moment. She was confused, and the people below were all confused. At least, she is also their backbone. No matter how you want to make the style of a general, even if you reach the back of your head, you have to work hard.