Uncover the mystery of ghost marriage in Snake Village: Snake Wife

Tick, tick, tick.

The movement of the clock is like the slightly dotted surface water in the depths of the cave, splashing and rippling water droplets. Under the seemingly calm appearance, hidden secrets are like Pandora's treasure box. If it is not opened, it will remain unchanged. ashes.

The moonlight is bleak.

The moonlight pushed through the shade of trees outside the window, outlined the willow tree that shouted to kill, and peeped at everything that happened in this ordinary hotel room.

The time points to 02:30 am.

Fang Jun's intimate snoring could still be vaguely heard in his ears, it seemed that today was another busy day for Fang Jun.

I saw the message in the middle of the night yesterday. Although I got up late this morning, I spent the whole day sorting out the red shoe case non-stop, and took a witness statement, but the result was obviously not as satisfactory as I thought.

When I came back exhausted at night, I encountered the mysterious disappearance of Alan again, and my nerves, which had just been relaxed, became tense again.

Now everything is safe, lying on the bed, Fang Jun has already fallen asleep.

But the woman on the other bed couldn't fall asleep anyway, her body was curled up, her legs under the white sheet were circling like snake tails, Alan looked out the window, with his back to Fang Jun, with one hand resting on his head and the other pressing down on Fang Jun. A sharp weapon next to the pillow.

It was a dagger, with a cold light shining in the dark night, carrying a killing intent.

She couldn't sleep because she was dreaming again.

The dream about my own mother.

This is the second dream in a row. Like a talisman, it torments Alan's fragile brain nerves every night. Every night, like a brainwashing machine, it keeps telling Alan that I want to go home and save my life.

I feel scared when I think about it.

Alan felt his whole body tremble, and a coolness rushed down the soles of his feet to every corner of his body. Immediately, cold sweat gushed out from his forehead, along the crevices of every capillary, like spring water, and drenched him. half back.

Night long dreams.

Alan knew that going on like this must not be the answer. Do you want to hide it all your life? Do you want to spend every night so sleepless, dreaming and dreaming every night, longing to go back every day, Dreams at night are true responses.

Think about the scene at night.

I almost revealed my secrets, the time was short, what I did was indeed too inferior, and the reason was even worse, but Fang Jun did not expose himself, and it seemed that he did not find out. After all, he told me the secrets related to the red shoes case and the Dragon Hunting Group. Fang Jun.

Brother Fang is kind to himself, he can't be unconscionable, but time has passed day by day, and there is no clue to return to Mangyuan Village, and finally caught Yu Yan, if he gives up, who knows who he will find in the future !

She was so eager to go back, the kind of woman who left her hometown and carried hatred, was a devil when faced with revenge.

Standing up slowly, Alan raised his dagger above his head again, shaking his trembling hands in mid-air, as long as he exerted all his strength, the dagger would directly pierce Fang Jun's throat, and he would surely die.

But she can't.

"Oh, I still can't do it." Struggling, Alan finally gave up, got up and went back to the bed, closing his eyes.

Fang Jun beside the bed slowly opened his eyes.He didn't sleep.

Night, beating the boundless darkness, like a sonata on the verge of death, tick, tick, tick...