my ghost husband

Chapter 307 I Killed a Ghost
After a while, the toilet fell silent.An aunt's voice came to my ears: "Hey, what's the matter? Why did the mirror fall? Girl, are you not hurt?"

When I looked up, I saw an aunt wearing an oil-stained apron. The strong smell of fried chicken on her body was impossible to ignore.At my feet, there are shards of mirrors all over the place.

My aunt pulled me up and asked, "Why did the mirror fall off?"

I looked around in shock, there was only me and my aunt here, there was no other figure, and the female ghost was gone.When the mirror shattered, it disappeared.

Another eldest sister came in, looked at the broken mirrors on the floor, walked in slowly on tiptoe, looked at us sideways, and whispered: "What's going on? Tsk tsk."

The female ghost is gone?I'm here?I calmed down and listened carefully to the sounds around me. There was still a lot of noise outside, and the night market had already started.The aunt asked again: "Girl, are you okay? Are you alone? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

I shook my head, gasping for breath, speechless.

My aunt looked at me and said, "Look at your face, I'm so scared. I can't even speak."

I looked at the lightning strike wooden hairpin I was holding tightly in my hand. On the top of the hairpin, there were some black things sticking to it, which was not there before.I... I killed that female ghost?This idea came to my mind.Did I really kill...a ghost?I'm not sure what happened to her, but now, the mirror is broken, she's gone, and I'm out.

I took a step forward, but my feet were so soft that I couldn't use any strength to move them up.The aunt beside me hurriedly supported me: "Girl, if you really can't do this, just call a car. Why did the mirror fall down? There is no one to manage this toilet, so who should I ask for compensation?"

"No." I said it, but it still felt very difficult.Leaning on the wall, he walked out slowly.The aunt hesitated for a while, but still ignored me, and let me just leave.After all, in this world, there are too many things about being blackmailed for helping others, and my aunt is not willing to take this risk.

I leaned on the wall and slowly walked out of the toilet.A few people by the toilet looked at me curiously, and didn't come to ask a few words, just watched me walk slowly towards the side street.At this time, looking at the sky, it was already completely dark. I moved to the side of the stall and sat down on the stool. I was still shaking, and I was still repeating the story of my hairpin being stuck into the chest of the female ghost over and over again in my mind. Feel.A thought that I really didn't want to face emerged in my heart.

"I killed someone!" I murmured in a low voice.In the noisy side street, no one heard my words.

This thought made my mind more and more confused, and I couldn't think about anything, and this thought was repeated all the time.The owner of the stall has a good business, and he didn't notice that I didn't order anything at all.

Time seemed to stop on my body, I didn't know how long it had passed, and I didn't have the consciousness to check what time it was.It wasn't until Niu Lifan's face appeared in front of me, and when he patted my cheek with his hand and called my name, that my eyes regained focus and looked at him.

Niu Lifan asked, "Hey, why are you here? What happened to you?"

I finally came back to reality, sniffing and crying.

"Why are you crying? What happened, you said?"

"Where's Zong Sheng?" I said this first, "Where's Zong Sheng?"

"Zong Sheng said he had something to do and couldn't come here. Let me see if something happened to you. He couldn't get through the phone. He said you were on the street, and he said you saw my dad. I rushed over here in such a hurry. , are you just here in a daze? Where's my dad?" Niu Lifan asked.

He's not Zong Sheng. In his eyes, I'm just a friend, even a friend who shares weal and woe, but I'm not a girlfriend he can use.So now he cares more about his father's news.

I cried and couldn't speak.The tension and fear that had been all this time finally burst out at this moment.I'm timid, I'm cowardly, I'm not strong at all, I can't do anything.But in the past few hours, I have to face that female ghost alone and kill me with my own hands?kill ghost?tension.The strength I pretended to be strong has run out at this moment, and now I can only let myself cry.

Niu Lifan looked at me in embarrassment, looking at the passers-by who didn't know what was going on around him, he frowned: "Don't cry. You... tsk, what's wrong with you, what are you talking about? So many people are watching , people thought I was bullying you. Hey, hey, can you stop crying? That, that, why don't I take you back first? Let people watch here... Let's go back first, don't cry Okay? How old are you, and you're still like a little girl like Shen Han? I'm not Zong Sheng, I didn't think I was coaxing you. Tsk, can't you stop the meeting?..."

Niu Lifan kept talking and rudely dragged me out.The high tension, coupled with the crying that is now relaxed, I have a feeling that I am about to pass out, and I have been indulging myself in crying, and I seem to be a bit short of oxygen.

Pushed into Niu Lifan's pickup truck, he buckled up his seat belt while calling Zong Sheng.

"Hey, what's going on with you? I found her. She just kept crying and didn't answer her questions....It doesn't look like anything. It's okay!...All right, I'll send her back to you first. "Niu Lifan hung up his face and looked at me. I tried my best to calm myself down, but I felt like I couldn't do it. The feeling of dizziness and fainting was obvious.

Niu Lifan looked at me and wailed: "Oh~ Zong Youxuan, just stop for a while, crying like this, how can I drive? I'll take you back first, Zong Sheng said he won't be able to go back until later. If you have anything If you have any problems, just tell me first. We are all friends, and I will help if I can. But if you keep crying like this, there is nothing I can do."

The car started and drove towards the small villa where we lived.I leaned against the car window, looked at the street scene outside the car, and gradually calmed down.Just crying makes me feel so tired that I can hardly keep my eyes open.Shaking, the car made its way back to our gravel-filled yard.Without saying a word, I got out of the car and walked towards the house.I'm so tired, I'm too tired to talk, I just want to go back, lie down and rest, I don't want to think about anything.

Niu Lifan asked behind me: "Are you all right? If you are all right, I will leave first. I will go to the village to see if my father has returned. If you can't find him during the day, I will go at night. Zong Youxuan, did you hear me? If you're okay, I'm really leaving?"

I opened the door with the key, walked in, pulled the corner of my lips at him inside the door, smiled hard, and closed the door.Outside the door, there was the sound of him driving away, and I shuffled, with tears on my face, lying directly on the sofa in the living room on the first floor.

I'm really tired, and I feel like I can finally relax after lying on my stomach like this, and I can finally take a rest.My eyes just closed.He fell asleep almost the second he lay on the sofa.I can't even tell if I'm asleep or in a coma.

In the dream, I went back to the toilet, looking at the faceless woman, touching my face with cold hands, trying to tear off my face again and again, telling me that she wants my face.Sometimes it was the face with the nose picked and the knife marks, and she took the knife and wanted to slash my face like hers.

I know it's a dream because I keep trying to run to find out, and I just can't.I tried my best to step forward, but I couldn't move.

The fear has not dissipated, and I have been trying to escape under her threat, but it has no effect at all.The tension continued, I cried and struggled, but to no avail.

Until, my tongue seemed to be pulled out, and at the same time, the pain on my tongue made me open my eyes in shock.In my eyes, what appeared was Zong Sheng's magnified face, he was very close to me, and his fingers were still in my mouth, the rough fingers pinched my tongue and pulled it out.I pushed him away in pain and covered my mouth.

I knew that what really hurt was not that he pulled my tongue, but that I bit myself in a panic.

He sat beside me, turned me over, let me sleep well, and then asked: "Have you had a nightmare? Your soul is very unstable? You are frightened. If you have a fever, I will calm you down."

With my tongue bitten, I was speechless for a while.How does he know that I have nightmares, and how does he know that my soul is unstable.I just looked at him like this, and my eyes were still sore and swollen. I didn't need to look in the mirror to know that my eyes must still be swollen.

He saw my questioning gaze and said, "When you fell asleep, your teeth were clenched, your eyes moved quickly, your head was covered in cold sweat, and your aura was very chaotic. I knew you were frightened and had nightmares, and you had already lost your mind. The degree of instability. I can’t run no matter how I dreamed?”

"How do you know?" I spoke, but my voice was the effect of a big tongue.

"When the aura is unstable and the soul is unstable, it is easy to have this kind of dream. When you encounter danger, you can't run away. In fact, it is a normal reaction deep in the soul. The soul is running away from something, and it has already slightly separated from the body. Only then will there be a situation where you can’t escape. At this time, try to stick out your tongue, and if you can stick out your tongue, the nightmare will wake up and the soul will come back. What’s wrong with you?” He looked at me and wiped away my With cold sweat on his forehead, he asked.

I covered my mouth, my eyes turned red again, and I had the urge to cry, but I covered my mouth hard to prevent myself from crying, and shook my head directly at him.He has already dealt with the things in the company very hard. He should have just come back and his clothes are still in the work clothes he wears during the day. Even if I want to tell him what happened, I can’t cry, and I can’t make him feel cowardly. .

(End of this chapter)