Chapter 1115 Female Ghost

A car drove over, and the high beams shone on her face.

That blue face, a pair of eyes that were too big to be scary, seemed to be emitting green light, and there were bloody wounds on the forehead, and the face was obviously full of dried blood debts, and the face was scary and hideous.

The driver was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. Without thinking, he directly hit the steering wheel hard, turned the car in a direction, and ran back like crazy.

He picked up his mobile phone and almost cried and shouted.

"Mom, I just saw a ghost, a female ghost, with a blue face and no feet, floating on the ground. Mom, I didn't believe what you said before, but there is really a ghost in this matter. Mom, tell me what I should do now, will the ghost haunt me?"

The man was crying and shouting, useless, tears were flowing all over the river, and he was almost scared to pee.

"Mom, do you think this is okay?" The man stopped his car, and when he looked back, he seemed to not see the ghost girl. "Mom, I don't dare. Now I can't see her. Do you really want me to go back?"

What was said on the other end of the phone? The man's face changed several colors in a short while.

"Okay," the man gritted his teeth, "Mom, I listen to you. I'll go back now."

He turned the steering wheel again, turned around again, and went back along the way just now. As a result, he saw the ghost girl floating forward under the street light from a distance. The wind blew from time to time, but the ghost girl's hair did not move at all. His mother said that the ghost's hair would not move. And her face was also blue.

He stopped the car and walked out of the car, but his legs were still trembling. He didn't dare to walk if he wanted to go, and he didn't dare to go back if he wanted to go. I don't know if he can crawl?

His mother said that this kind of female ghost whose hair cannot move is an evil ghost. If you meet it, it will definitely follow you. Unless you use the wealth of the living world to buy the way to the underworld, otherwise, this female ghost will keep pestering you and make you unlucky in everything. In the end, not only will it implicate yourself, but also the whole family.

He gritted his teeth hard. For himself and his family, damn it, he fought hard. Who made him unlucky? He had to take a shortcut in the middle of the night. The result was good. This way back and forth was longer. Not to mention several detours, he had to spend money to avoid disaster.

His mother often told him not to go out too late. It was dark at night, and the wind was blowing. It was not safe on the road, especially near the cemetery, where there were unclean things. If you walk too much on the road at night, you will encounter ghosts.

Look, he encountered a ghost now. If he remembered correctly, there was a hospital nearby. There was a morgue in the hospital. In the morgue, there were not dead people, but a ghost who had just died and was looking for revenge.

Spending money to avoid disasters, spending money to avoid disasters, the driver was also muttering, and then took out his wallet and took out all the money in the wallet. This was his salary for this month. He spent some of it himself, and now there was only 3,500 yuan. He originally thought that he could just take out 1,000 yuan, but in the end he remembered what his mother said.

If he didn't pay enough, the ghost would follow him. Then, he would not only lose money, but also his life. As long as he was alive, why would he be afraid of not having money in the future? Only when he was alive could he make money. It was useless to spend money without a life.

This time, he was really determined. He put all the three thousand yuan in the money on the ground and pressed it up with a brick.

"The money of the living is used to buy the road of the dead."

"The soul of the dead will take a detour when seeing money."

He stood up and shouted loudly at the ghost. At this time, he really felt like a lunatic, talking to the air.

When the ghost came to him again, he hurriedly ran to his car. These few steps were almost embarrassing.

As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed over with a whoosh. Only under the street lights, a gust of cold wind blew from time to time, which seemed to be the gloomy wind on the road to the underworld.

We will meet on the road to the underworld.

Yan Huan walked over and squatted down. The streetlight stretched her shadow a little longer and farther away. If the driver had looked carefully, he would have found that she actually had a shadow. She was not a ghost, but a person.

She removed the bricks that were pressing on the money, and then took out the money from the bottom and put it in her pocket. Then, like a wandering soul, she walked forward step by step.

Suddenly, her upper and lower teeth bit, and it was the almost familiar feeling of being bitten by insects. She knew. This was the drug addiction. She continued to endure it, and then hid under a bridge hole and began to hug her legs tightly.

After a while, she felt her body trembling from time to time, and even her lips were trembling and uncomfortable. Soon after, her hair on her head was soaked, and she was sweating all over.

She pulled up her sleeves to wipe the sweat on her head, and then in such a bridge hole, letting the cold wind blow, but she didn't dare to go anywhere.

It has always been like this. Her clothes, wet and dry, dry and wet again, are all warmed by her body temperature. So, she is really very lucky and tough.

She is still alive.

Touching her arm, she stared into the distance, her breath was filled with the terrible cold air. She was cold and trembling, but her eyes were always free of any emotions, no joy, no sorrow, no sadness, and no love.

She still wants to live, she wants revenge, just like the man who arrested her said, every wrong has its perpetrator, whoever hurt her so badly, she wants him to taste this feeling of living a life worse than death.

But why does she want to cry now? She is sad and wants to cry. What should she do? Yes, what should she do?

"Lu Yi, what do you think I should do? What should we do?"

She hugged her legs and suddenly covered her mouth and burst into tears.

She was finished, she was really finished, her life was finished, this was not the last time, it was not her face that was ruined, it was not her legs that were crippled, she knew what she would do in the future, would Lu Yi despise her, the ruined face could be reconstructed, the crippled legs could be reattached, but what would happen if she was infected with AIDS, could it be cured? Could it be cured?

Even the children knew that this disease was incurable and contagious.