This small temple is about one hundred meters away from the village and is closest to this house with lights. There was only a ravine between them. I whispered to Shen Bing that there was something strange there, so she asked her to be careful and followed me. She had a talisman in her hand now, but she was not as scared as before. She nodded calmly.

I turned off the flashlight. Although the wind was high and dark at night, I had already seen the terrain in front of me clearly, but a ravine, with no danger, walked over quietly in the dark.

When I arrived, I looked up and saw the little white flag floating in the wind on the roof. I chanted a spell and took it back.

This house is located on a slope, made of stones next to the mountain wall. There are few woods used to build houses in the north, especially in our place, which are mostly built with stones against the mountain. Some even make holes on the mountain walls, which are very similar to caves like Yan'an. People who live in the mountains live in poor and backward lives because there is no water source. When clearing land on the mountain, they often harvest the sky. Water is very precious to them.

There was a stair in front of the door of the house. We tiptoed to the top and lay under the windowsill. The window still followed the traditional wooden grid, without glass, but sealed the window paper. I stretched out my index finger and dipped it a little spit, carefully pointing a small hole in the window paper. Shen Bing also imitated me, digging a small hole in the window paper, and stretching his head to look in.

The room is very small, basically containing a wooden bed and a table, and an oil lamp is placed on an old and old table, emitting a dim red light.

A woman sat in front of the window with her back facing us, holding a wooden comb in her hand. On the table in front of her was a small round mirror. From my perspective, I could only see the mirror reflecting the woman's hair and the scene of her combing her hair, and I couldn't see her face.

After watching for a while, the woman was combing her hair all the time, and there was no one else in the room except her. This made me feel strange and I couldn't help but feel cold on my back.

For Mao, this is how? Because when we came here, there were only lights on the window and no one was found. What we saw was that the woman was sitting at the window. If she was normally exposed to the oil lamp light, her shadow would definitely be projected on the window. For Mao, wasn't it?

The more I thought about it, the more weird I felt, and I couldn't help but get goose bumps on my body.

But I have opened the Yin-Yang Eye, so why can't I tell what she is wrong with? This is not unreasonable, because some ghosts know how to restrain their own ghost energy, especially when their spiritual power is the strongest at night, they will become as difficult as strangers. This kind of ghost is at least at the level of a demon or above, but no matter how well they hide, there are still traces to follow, and that is the shadow.

Ghosts have no shadow and will never change since ancient times.

Shen Bing gently pulled my sleeve and whispered in my ear: "It's so strange, why did she keep combing her hair?"

I turned my head and muttered in her ear: "There are all kinds of problems with female ghosts. One is combing their hair and the other is painting skin..."

Shen Bing trembled and quickly covered her mouth. The painted skin is the most scary story of Stories from a Chinese Studio. The movie has just been remade in a new version. When talking about this at night, it was simply a matter of nothing to seek abuse.

I grabbed her little hand and gently pinched her hand, indicating that she should not be too scared, as I was there. Then I put my eyes on the small hole in the window paper. I saw that the woman put down the wooden comb, picked up the small mirror with her left hand, and picked up an eyebrow pencil with her right hand, as if she was drawing eyebrows on her face.

The small mirror is raised, and I can see from the mirror that the woman's face is coming up from her nose. She has a pair of big black eyes, which are quite beautiful, but it reveals a gloomy chill. In addition, she looks very different and twists, and always feels bare except for her eyes.

Oh, I understand. The woman stripped her eyebrows naked and was drawing a thin black line with an eyebrow pencil. As the black line was drawn, the eyes were also highlighted with more beautiful appearance, with an overall beauty.

After finishing painting her two eyebrows, she took out another lipstick and started painting her lips. The thrush in the mirror slowly emerged from her nose. My god, all the hairs in my body exploded. Damn, this girl had no lips at all, she looked the same as Sheng Yanyan, but she was not as bloody as Sheng Yanyan. The edges of her torn lips were dried up, and she emitted a purple-black color. She looked old rotten meat, which was more terrifying and disgusting than Sheng Yanyan's mouth!

Shen Bing stretched out her hand and pinched my wrist. Her nails were deeply trapped in the flesh, which made me tremble all over. Fortunately, she vented her fear in this way and didn't scream, otherwise it would alarm the makeup-wearing sister in the room.

She didn't dare to look at me anymore, and looked at me crying, as if asking, "I haven't done anything yet, and I'll give this ghost away?"

Maoshan has rules for dealing with ghosts. There is a theory that "drive is the main thing, descends as the auxiliary, and no demons and evil spirits will be killed." If the other party is not an evil ghost, I will kill it, which will seem too domineering. Although I think this female ghost is the evil ghost who was going to attack us in the temple just now and is also the murderer who killed Sheng Yanyan, after all, there is no evidence yet, so I have to wait and see.

I distracted this attention. When I looked back, the female ghost makeup was ready. The two pieces of lip augmentation were sexy and seductive, and they evened up. Damn, how did the lips grow?

She put down the mirror and lipstick and looked to her face. I have to say that she was really a beautiful woman. If she hadn't seen that she was a ghost, such a remote mountain village, a phoenix would have really come out.

The woman stood up and saw clearly that she was wearing a tight white shirt, a super short black dress underneath, and a pair of slender legs, wearing black stockings. Damn, she is still a uniform girl, so beautiful and tempting, so seductive that I have the urge to commit crime in my heart!

She stepped on her beautiful feet in high heels, and Gada walked towards the door. As she walked, her extremely attractive buttocks were swinging left and right, which was really bleeding!

It seemed that she was about to open the door and came out. I hurriedly pulled Shen Bing and pointed to the right corner, and quickly flashed behind the corner.

We just hid it and the door creaked open. This was the old-fashioned wooden door. The sound made at night was particularly clear. The sound of Gada came, and the woman walked down the steps, and she turned around and looked at the direction where we were hiding intentionally or unintentionally before turning back and continuing to move forward.

It seems that she had discovered us a long time ago, but she deliberately pretended not to know. She was combed and put on makeup in the room, and didn't know what tricks to play with us. Should she take her away now? I touched my nose and felt that it would be better to look down. I found that if she went out to harm people, it would be natural to accept her. If she accidentally hurts a good ghost, let alone the ancestors cannot agree, the underworld will blame me for hurting innocent people.

He pulled Shen Bing along the slope next to him and squatted down slowly. Anyway, the other party found us and was not afraid of making any noise. He just tried to avoid making too much noise. We kept hiding between several big trees and followed the female ghost into an alley between several families.

When you walk out of this alley, you will basically be at the west end of the village. There is only a lonely stone house there, which is also built along the mountain. Under the night, a dark shadow reveals a strange feeling.

The female ghost walked to the door of the room, paused for a moment, looked back, and we were so scared that we hid behind a big tree. She pushed the door and disappeared into the darkness.
Chapter completed!