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

Chapter 94 She is no longer a human nor a ghost 2
It was pitch black all around, and Leng Ran felt as if she was in a different place, she couldn't see, only heard the whistling screams like the mourning of ghosts, which made her scalp numb.

Slowly, the darkness that entered the eyes gradually faded, turning into a faint dim color, and the surrounding scenes were gradually reflected.

This is a dark forest, the dim light shines through the treetops, and I can't even see how many fingers I have.

The general outline of the surrounding area can be seen clearly.

Leng Ran frowned, is this the [-]th floor of hell?Why is it different from what you imagined?
Staring at the soles of his feet, he didn't float at a height of three inches like before, but stepped on the ground down-to-earth. This feeling of stepping on the ground made Leng Ran slightly stunned, as if he was still a living person with flesh and blood .

crunch.

The cloth shoes on the soles of the feet stepped on the dry leaves, making a rustling sound.

The sound was extraordinarily spacious and loud in the empty surroundings.

With the movement of his feet, Leng Ran came to the depths of the woods, and the cold wind rushed towards his face, making Leng Ran shiver uncontrollably.

She actually felt a little cold...

This coldness is not like the coldness of the air, but the coldness that emanates from the inside out...

I couldn't help but lifted my heart, and the sweat in my palm slowly overflowed.

Although she was neither a human nor a ghost at this time, she was probably half a ghost, but being thrown in this gloomy woods, no one could calm down, her body and mind were still as fragile as a human being.

The big black trees all around looked like ghosts with teeth and claws, and the rustling of leaves by the wind seemed to be howling ghosts. Leng Ran was beating in his heart. He was thrown here in the middle of the night, and no one would be frightened if he called.

boom--

hiss--

Leng Ran held his forehead that was hurt by the bump, and raised his head annoyed...

Suddenly, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

She widened her eyes and almost cried out.

Three inches above his head hung a wobbly red figure.

With the trend of shaking, the branches are constantly rubbing and creaking.

Leng Ran was so frightened that her whole body became stiff, but her eyes couldn't help looking at the red figure...

It was a woman with long hair covering her face and wearing a blood-red dress.

The nails are black and a bit scary in length.

But at this time, there was a hemp rope half finger thick hanging around her neck, and with the shaking of the branches, her body was shaking constantly.

Leng Ran only felt that his breath had reached his throat, his hands and feet were cold, and his body was so stiff that he couldn't move.

quack--

Suddenly, the miserable cry of a crow came from behind, and Leng Ran turned her head subconsciously, suddenly feeling a tightness in her throat.

A sense of suffocation came out, and she reached out to pull.

The feeling of his feet leaving the ground hit him, and Leng Ran looked at the rope wrapped around his neck in disbelief.

At this moment, there was no one around, nowhere was that woman in red, nowhere was there any hanged corpse, only her who was tied around her neck at this moment!

Struggling hard, trying to free her head from the noose, but the rope seemed to be held and controlled by someone. It strangled her neck and pulled it up. She was suspended effortlessly like an object. , and the height is still rising.

Sweat permeated the bun and continued to slide down her cheeks. As breathing became more and more difficult, Leng Ran began to feel that her pupils were turning white, and she rolled her eyes.

Is she dying?Being hung on this tree?Like that female ghost?
no, do not want!

Leng Ran struggled to lower her head, her face turned pale with fright, when... when did her clothes turn blood red?And his bun was parted three times, and now it was parted to cover his face...

Leng Ran gasped, why did she feel that she had become the hanged woman she had just seen?
Suddenly, Leng Ran's eyes froze, and his catalog was about to burst!

Show... embroidered shoes!

There is a pair of embroidered shoes under my feet!

The pair of embroidered shoes were exquisitely embroidered, the toe of the shoe was wrapped with golden silk thread, and on the upper was a bright red peony flower, which was lifelike, as if it were real.

What made Leng Ran even more astonished was that there was a faint light around the shoes, which was like a haunted ghostly aura, making the whole pair of shoes look extraordinarily weird.

This weird feeling is as if those shoes are being worn by someone, and the person who wears them is holding the hemp rope vigorously to wrap her neck...

No, she doesn't want to be so useless.

What to do, the suffocation feeling at the neck is getting stronger and stronger, she won't be so unlucky, she died as soon as she got here.

The eyelids began to sink, and the vision in front of her eyes became darker and darker. Is she dying?
Not reconciled, she obviously hasn't done anything yet, grandma is still waiting for her, she even wants to see Shanglong Qingjue before she dies.

However, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't struggle for half a minute...

"Sneaky taboo blood from two fingers, one drop can get you out of trouble."

Suddenly, the voice of an old man with vicissitudes pierced the night sky and entered Leng Ran's ears.

Leng Ran was startled, and without thinking too much, he quickly bit his second finger, and the bright red blood dripped onto the upper of the embroidered shoe...

When the blood soaked into the embroidered shoes, the hemp rope wrapped around the neck suddenly seemed to lose its strength and loosened instantly.

With a snap, Leng Ran fell to the ground like a puppet with a broken string.

Regardless of the pain, Leng Ran looked around nervously, no, the embroidered shoes were gone!Then look at the hemp rope on the tree branch above the head is gone...

what happened?Is it hallucination?Impossible, the strangle mark on the throat is so obvious, how could it be an illusion!
The gloomy surroundings are still there, Leng Ran couldn't help feeling shabby all over her body, she didn't dare to stay here anymore, she vaguely remembered that the old voice came from the north, could it be that there is an expert hiding here?

She wouldn't expect Chu Yuqing from above to help her. If he was so kind, he almost died just now, but he didn't help her. It seems that she can only rely on herself.

Calling on the pace became more and more heavy, Leng Ran took a deep breath, this gloomy forest made her hairs stand on end.

She laughed at herself, she was no longer human or ghost, so she was still afraid of this?

In the distance, a faint yellow light was particularly eye-catching in the silent and dark woods, Leng Ran was overjoyed, finally found someone, I wonder if I can stay overnight?
Strange to say, isn't this the [-]th floor of hell?Why does it feel the same as being in the human world?

As the steps approached, Leng Ran saw the outline of the hut in front of him. It was a small and simple thatched hut. The kerosene lamp in the room emitted a faint yellow light. Through the half-covered paper window, Leng Ran saw the person inside. Rejecting Lou's small figure.

It is not difficult to see that it is a thin old man wearing a shabby blue robe. At this time, he is bending his head to fold the bamboo piece in his hand, and the shape of the bamboo piece snare should be like a lantern.

Leng Ran stopped, not knowing whether to knock on the door to disturb her, but always felt that the room was gloomy, with an indescribably strange feeling.

"Since you came here looking for the sound, why stop there?"

The old man's voice suddenly sounded, as if there was a response, and it seemed very empty in the empty night.

Leng Ran was not hypocritical, reached out and opened the door and walked in.

The purpose of entry is paper figurines of different sizes and colors, lanterns, as well as houses for the dead, sedan chairs and so on.

This scene made Leng Ran gasp, and he couldn't help but think of which paper figurine shop he stumbled into on the way to Kyoto, this time it won't be again...

Suddenly, a touch of red in the corner of his eyes entered Leng Ran's eyes, and when he looked closely, there were three sticks of incense in the place with a faint red light.

That corner was too dark, so I didn't pay attention for a while, but now Leng Ran took a closer look, and saw three sticks of incense stuck in a pottery incense burner, and on the wooden table were two bowls of rice, one bowl of rice. White rice and a bowl of glutinous rice are all raw, and there is a faint light in the middle, which looks like a jar but looks like a shrine for worship in a house.

It seems that it is a shrine, but I am not sure, because there is only one thing like a jar, and there is no reason for it at all.

However, those who use raw rice and glutinous rice to worship should be shrines, but this family is very strange and uses a clay pot as a shrine.

Looking back, Leng Ran's eyes fell on the old man again.

He was still doing what he was doing with a blank face, his face was black and blue, his cloudy eyes were out of focus, obviously, he was blind.

If you don't look closely at his eyes, it's really hard to see that he is blind, because the movements of his hands are extremely smooth, and there is no trace of blindness.

Leng Ran couldn't help admiring him in his heart, sitting aside, quietly watching the blind old man making the lantern in his hand.

What surprised Leng Ran was that the lantern was covered with blue cotton cloth instead of white cloth.

It is not difficult to see that the house is made of dead people's things. Why do you make a blue lantern?
"Bringing this, you can walk out of the ghost forest smoothly."

Before Leng Ran could think clearly, the blind man still lifted the blue lantern in his hand and handed it to Leng Ran.

"Ghost forest? Isn't this the [-]th floor of hell?"

Leng Ran asked subconsciously.

The blind man paused, and looked at Leng Ran with cloudy eyes, as if he wanted to see through her whole body, Leng Ran's scalp was numb, and he felt a chill.

"This is the nineteenth floor of hell, even scarier than the No.18 floor!"

The old voice reverberated around without warmth, rather than answering Leng Ran, it was more like describing a matter.

"What? Nineteen layers of hell?" Leng Ran was speechless, feeling his tongue was a little knotted.

Never heard of nineteen levels of hell?
What kind of place is this?
The blind man was not talking, but sat down and silently worked on the work in hand, while the blue lantern was put aside, looking at it coldly, hesitating whether to take it or not.

If it is true as the blind man said, this is the nineteenth floor of hell, then the only way to get out of this forest is by this blue lantern?
boom--

zizi——

The sudden sound made Leng Ran jump up in fright, only to see that the blue lantern originally placed on the table was lit up, glowing with a faint blue-red light.

(End of this chapter)