Ghost marriage favor: ghost husband is too difficult to deal with

Chapter 3

This path is very dark, so dark that you can't see the end, but there are red lanterns hanging around it, it looks like a scene in a ghost movie, and at this time, the uncle is actually holding the missing piece in his hand. The bloody wedding dress walked slowly towards the alley.

Just when I was looking at this scene and wanted to step forward to stop it, the white jade pendant that I had been carrying in my pocket all this time but had been forgotten suddenly emitted bursts of heat, so hot that it almost burned my skin...

It was this heat that brought me back to my senses in an instant. When I looked up again, there was no figure of my uncle in front of me. Even the alley with the red lanterns I saw earlier disappeared.

I took this white jade pendant out of my pocket and held it in my hand. Inexplicably, it gave me a sense of security, allowing me to return home safely on such a weird night.

When I got home, I found that my uncle had bought supper and was sitting in the living room looking at me as if he was waiting for me.

Could it be that what I just experienced was an illusion?
Don't allow me to think too much, my uncle has already asked me.

"It's so late, where is the girl?"

I pursed my lips, my face was pale and I didn't know how to speak.

As if seeing that I didn't speak, my uncle didn't ask any more questions, let me sit down and eat supper, and then went back to the room.

The whole night, lying on the bed and thinking about it, I couldn't think of a reason. I always felt that a big net was gradually enveloping me, as if every step I took was calculated to be seamless.

Early the next morning, staring at the two dark circles under my eyes, I got up from the bed. Just after washing up, I heard the phone on the bed ringing. I wanted to answer it, but found that my uncle was faster than me. As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, I picked up the phone.

It seems that the call is from the teacher. After all, I have already asked for sick leave and haven't gone to class for many days.

But now, if I don't figure out that I was "raped" by others, how can I have the heart to go back to class?
Just as I was about to take the phone from my uncle, my uncle answered the teacher for me, saying that I would go back to class after a few days of rest, and then hung up the phone before handing it back to me. After doing these actions, Also asked me a sentence.

"I don't feel well recently, it seems that you are not in a good spirit."

I smiled lightly, played a sloppy eye, and said that I may have been overworked due to part-time work recently and wanted to take a few days off.

After hearing this, the uncle nodded and said he didn't say anything after telling me to pay attention to my body.

But my uncle's behavior today is a bit too abnormal in my eyes. In addition to the strange incident last night, and my usual communication with my uncle is rarely more than three sentences, why did he rush to answer my call today?And before asking me about my attitude, reply to the teacher first?

I didn't go out to work part-time for several days, didn't go to class, and stayed at my uncle's house with nothing to do. It wasn't until I received a call from the landlord's old lady in the evening that I remembered that I agreed to meet her in a daze yesterday!
However, it was too late when I remembered, and I couldn't find any reason to refuse, so I had to bite the bullet and go...

While changing clothes, I applied a thin layer of liquid foundation on my face, which just covered my dull complexion after a night of sleepless nights. Just as I was about to pick up my phone, I remembered the policeman who showed me the death certificate of the landlady's old lady!

I still remember that the policeman looked at me with a meaningful look before leaving, and left a sentence, if there is anything, remember to contact them.

Now this "resurrected" landlord old lady asked me to meet, is it a big deal?
Because I had already alarmed the snake once before, I didn't dare to make it too public this time. I just set up a quick call on the police's phone and went to see the landlord's old lady.

When I arrived at the previous rented house, I remembered that I had never met the landlady's old lady in broad daylight, either when the sun was setting in the evening, or it was raining and cloudy...

And at this moment, I am standing at the door of the rented house, not daring to bury an inch in it. I always feel like the air conditioner is turned on in this room, and there is a constant coolness leaking from the inside. My lips are trembling. I gritted my teeth and walked in. .

When I went in, I saw a busy figure, it was the landlady's old lady, she was helping me clean up the original mess in the house.

I don't know if it's because her busy figure is too much like a person in my memory, my eyes are full of tears.

Since I was sent to the city to go to school, my grandma told me not to go home no matter what. I haven't seen my grandma for several years, right?

As if aware of my arrival, the landlady turned her head and smiled at me with a very kind smile, which even gave me the illusion that the death certificate given by the police is a fake, right?

How could the landlady's old lady have been dead for a year when she stood in front of me?
The house has been tidied up very clean. The landlady took me to sit down by the bed, asked me about my situation carefully, and comforted me while holding my hand, but the cold touch on my hand made me subconsciously I wanted to tremble all over, but I forcibly endured it in mid-air.

This feeling was uncomfortable, but it brought me back to my sanity.

How can an old man's hands be so cold?This kind of coldness seems to be able to seep into my bones through the flesh and blood.

I chatted with her for half an hour with questions and answers. Whenever I proposed to leave, the landlady would use all kinds of words to divert the topic, and kept talking nonsense with me, exhausting my patience. When I was almost worn out, I took out a wad of red banknotes from my pocket, and said that I was very sorry for letting me live in this kind of house, and I was "robbed" by someone, and now I will refund the rent.

I put the money in my pocket, and when I was about to open my mouth, she took out another piece of paper, which was a real estate transfer letter, and said that I should not dislike her old house, she liked me very much, and she had no children. Girl, insist on letting me accept it.

But how dare I want something from a dead person?

Just when I was about to resign, the landlady's old lady cried.

While weeping, she also grabbed my hand and said how pitiful she had been in her life. She was so old, and if she died without children, she didn’t give me this room for nothing. Call her, if something happens to her one day, someone will still think about it.

If I hadn't seen the death certificate of the landlady's old lady before, I would have been bluffed by her words. The sky outside has gradually dimmed, and the word "death" in her words has completely woken me up , Let me know that something might happen if I stay here, so I quickly refused, saying that it's okay to call her, but I really dare not accept this house.

And the old landlady, as if she had made up her mind, chatted with me for more than half an hour, which made my already restless heart even more frizzy.

I was even afraid that there would be an accident here, so I hid one hand in my pocket, and if something happened, I would call the police right away!
Xu Shi was in a stalemate for a long time, no one backed down, what should be said has been said, suddenly lost words, neither I nor the landlady's old lady spoke first, the scene suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding temperature seemed to be a bit colder...

In the end, the old lady of the landlady compromised, saying that it was fine if I didn’t want to, but I had to accept a kit, which could not be opened no matter what, and the kit would open by itself.

Seeing her resolute attitude, I also took the kit decisively. After all, it was just a kit, and no one would know if it was lost when I took it back.

Coincidentally, as soon as I collected the tips, the landlady's old lady didn't want to keep me anymore, she took the initiative to let me go back without saying anything, and asked me to pay attention to safety on the road.

As soon as I walked out of the rental house, I breathed a sigh of relief, but the surrounding sky was already dark, and the location of the rental house is in the old city, so it is not easy to take a taxi, and it takes ten to twenty minutes to get there If I go out, I can only enjoy the "moonlight" while walking on this dark and ancient street.

Who would have thought that the moment I raised my head and was about to reach a turning intersection, I was directly hit by an oncoming man. His movements were very flustered, he got up and ran, and there were shouts from time to time in front of him. The voice seemed to be being chased by someone.

I was so frightened by this scene that I immediately quickened my pace and took a detour, only to realize that something seemed to be missing from my hand when I was about to walk out of the old town.

What's missing is the kit given to me by the landlady's old lady...

And when I go back to the original turning intersection, how can there be any tips that I have dropped?

(End of this chapter)