glamorous ghost wife

Chapter 5

The slight footsteps stopped and stood outside the door without coming in.

But my body couldn't stop shaking. I knew there was a ghost standing outside, but I had no choice but to wait here. This was an unspeakable torment.

Footsteps sounded again, and instead of entering the house, they moved to the window of the broken thatched hut.

The bed in the broken thatched hut was placed next to the window. Although there was a wall separating her, I could clearly feel that she was getting closer to me, and my body trembled even more.

Just like that, after a few minutes, there was still no movement around.

For me, it feels like years.

Nothing happened, did she leave?
I couldn't help but opened my eyes, turned my head cautiously, and looked in the direction of the window.

The cousin's face was pressed against the window, her eyes gleaming with oily green light, she was smiling at me with a ferocious and strange smile.

Not only that, her eyes, nose and mouth were still dripping with blood, which slowly slid down the window glass, bloody and terrifying.

So close, as long as she pushes open the window, she can reach out and catch me.

I wanted to scream subconsciously, but remembering what the witch told me before, I hurriedly covered my mouth with my hand and closed my eyes tightly.

Just ignore it, don't think about it, just pretend not to see it...

Damn, to put it simply, how could I act like nothing happened at this time?

"Dangdangdang..."

She was tapping on the window lightly, accompanied by that eerie laugh.

I curled up and trembled, and closed my eyes tightly, the fear in my heart had reached its peak.

The sound of beating the window became louder and louder, and just when the string in my heart was about to break, I heard a cold hum from the broken hut.

The voice was clear and clear, and it could be heard that it was a woman's voice.

I'm the only one in the thatched cottage. Since when have there been women?
As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, a chill rose from my back, and my scalp was numb.

Needless to say?It must be the female ghost in this broken hut!
Strange to say, after the cold snort came out, the sound of slapping on the window stopped abruptly.

There was no movement around, and the dead silence was restored again. When I was worried and nervous, a cold hand touched my neck.

I couldn't help it, and shivered for a while, but my eyes were still tightly closed, not daring to open them.

The ghost knows what the female ghost in this shabby hut looks like!
If it's something like blue-faced fangs, I won't be scared to death.

Now I only think about what the sorceress told me, pretending to be dead, and I just hope that this female ghost will be merciful and don't really kill me.

Her hand was gently stroking my neck. The wound on my neck was still tingling, but now it feels cold and comfortable.

At the same time, a heavy drowsiness hit me, my consciousness was in a trance, and I fell into a drowsy sleep.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning.

The sound of a rooster crowing sounded in my ears, and the sound was a bit weird.

I rubbed my eyes, saw that I was still lying on the moldy wooden bed, and suddenly thought of what happened last night.

Without the slightest hesitation, I ran out of the broken thatched hut in a few steps, ran to a place tens of meters away from the broken thatched hut, stared at the broken thatched hut, my heart beat faster, and my legs felt weak.

There is a strong lingering feeling in my heart that I am so lucky to be alive.

Taking deep breaths, I didn't dare to get close to that shabby hut, after all, it was confirmed that there was a female ghost inside.I don't know what it looks like, but it's a ghost after all!

After calming down the tension in my heart, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

I escaped for one night, wait for two more days, according to what the sorceress said, after three days my cousin should stop pestering me!
Although I still can't help but worry and fear in my heart, but now I have no other choice.

I didn't dare to be too far away from this broken thatched hut, for fear that my sister-in-law would not go far, so I could only sit here and enjoy the mountain breeze.

Near noon, the figure of the sorceress appeared on the mountainside, walking towards the mountain.

She brought a bag of dry food and some water, and I was so hungry that I ate directly.

"Fortunately, you are still alive, which proves that this method is feasible!" The witch's face softened, and she said, "Tell me what happened last night!"

The corners of my mouth twitched a little, and I roughly told her what happened last night.

Regarding the appearance and departure of the cousin sister-in-law, the sorcerer did not seem to be surprised, but frowned slightly and said: "You said that the female ghost in the broken thatched hut put her hand on your neck?"

"Yeah!" I nodded fiercely, touched my neck, and said, "It hurt a little yesterday, but now it doesn't hurt anymore, it's a little itchy!"

Hearing what I said, the witch's face suddenly became a little ugly, and she said with a little shortness of breath: "Undo the gauze around your neck, and let me see the wound!"

I don't know why the witch suddenly had such a big reaction, but I didn't say much and did as she said.

After untiing the gauze, the sorceress stared at my neck, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her face became more gloomy.

Confused by her expression, I became a little nervous and touched my neck subconsciously.

The wound that was only made the night before was still stinging unbearably even after it was bandaged.But now, the wound seems to have scarred, itching, indicating that the wound is healing.

This should be considered a good thing, right?Why does the sorceress show a shit-eating expression?
When I raised this question, the sorceress said to me with a dark face: "Don't talk about it, let me ask you, have you finished burning the incense you lit by the bedside last night? And that big rooster, now How's it going?"

Hearing her words, I froze for a moment.

After waking up early this morning, I rushed out of the broken hut in a panic, how could I notice such details!
The sorceress asked me to go to the broken thatched hut. Although I was a little reluctant, but seeing that the sorceress had a dark face and looked a little strange, I could only bite the bullet and tiptoe close to the broken hut.

Instead of going in, I stood outside the window and looked in.

The wooden bed that I slept on last night exuded a strong musty smell. There was still half a stick of incense sticking on the head of the bed, which had not been burnt out.

And that big rooster, with its head drooping, was thumping gently on the wooden bed, feeling half-dead.

He hurriedly ran back to the sorceress, and told her what he saw.

The sorcerer's face turned even darker, like the bottom of a pot.

"Is there a problem?" I asked in a nervous whisper.

"It's a big problem!" The sorceress looked in the direction of the broken thatched hut, and said in a dark voice, "I don't want to ask about this kind of shit. Healing the wound on your neck is to tell you to get out of here quickly! I guess you want tonight It will be a bit difficult to enter that shabby hut again!"

(End of this chapter)