Touching the grave and shocking the marriage, the coffin man came up on the couch

Chapter 23

"Girl, you saved Uncle Huo's life. You should send some food. I won't accept the money."

"Ma'am, keep it, or Ran'er will feel bad, and Ran'er wants to ask you for help."

Seeing that Leng Ran was determined to let her accept it, Aunt Liu had no choice but to accept it. She looked up at Leng Ran with a sad face and said, "Is your grandma still awake?"

Leng Ran nodded, bit her lips, as if she had gained a lot of confidence, she grabbed Aunt Liu's hand and said, "Auntie, please help me go to the neighboring village and ask Goddess Wang to come to my house tomorrow."

Tomorrow will be the third day that grandma is haunted by ghosts, she can't wait any longer, remembering the look in the eyes of Goddess Wang before she left, she thinks that Goddess Wang should have a way.

There was no money at that time, but now that she has money, she should help her.

"Can it work? Is the sorceress talking about it reliable?"

Aunt Liu couldn't help worrying.

Leng Ran didn't know what to do, but instead of sitting and waiting, it's better to take a gamble.

No matter how unwilling Leng Ran was to face the dark night, the setting sun in the west was slowly swallowed by the night. Leng Ran finished washing early, and then went to the east room with the quilt in her arms.

There is a talisman attached here, so she is more at ease, and it is impossible for her to leave grandma alone and push the dressing cabinet over to the door.

Only then did Leng Ran get into the quilt with peace of mind.

Thinking in his heart, it should be all right when Goddess Wang comes tomorrow.

No matter what price she pays, as long as she can save grandma...

Looking sideways at the bronze mirror facing her, the dark yellow candlelight dyed a circle of red in the bronze mirror, making it difficult to see clearly.

A cold feeling penetrated into the bedding, and Leng Ran shivered in shock.

He quickly wrapped the bedding tightly, forced himself to close his eyes, and fell asleep quickly.

In the daze, there was a crisp creaking sound, waking up Leng Ran, who was not very deep in sleep.

She looked reflexively at the wooden door blocked by the dressing cabinet.

It was pitch black all around, only the ever-burning lamp lit by Shen Fengxian's kang was emitting a faint light.

Suddenly, Leng Ran suddenly felt the back of the vest was cold, she stretched out her hand to touch it, and felt the sticky liquid sticking to her hand, her brows furrowed involuntarily, she turned over and sat up.

When her eyes locked on her hand, she couldn't help but feel her hand tremble and almost jumped up.

Blood, blood again...

Lifting off the quilt, when a bloody handprint appeared on the quilt, Leng Ran only felt that her throat was dry and her whole body was cold.

How come... bloody fingerprints?

crunch...

boom--

With a loud noise, the wooden comb on the dressing table bounced off and fell to the ground.

And the low wooden door seemed to be under severe impact, making a violent noise.

I'm coming……

The man who called the soul came again.

"Leng Ran, open the door, Leng Ran!"

Outside the door, there were eerie shouts mixed with crazy smirks, which made the back of the vest feel cold.

She didn't dare to stay in the quilt, so she could only shrink in the corner of the wall in great fear, watching the crumbling door in horror and making a violent slamming sound.

"Open the door, Leng Ran, damn girl, open the door!"

Leng Ran buried her head in her knees, not daring to raise her head, the creepy screams outside the door echoed in the dark surroundings.

don't...don't...

Leng Ran held her head, sweat running down her hair, and her back was already wet.

In such a hot midnight in midsummer, the sound of the soul shouting outside the door made her feel icy cold, and she was so frightened that she didn't know what to do.

(End of this chapter)