Jiajing Spiritual Records

Chapter 94

Ning Huan frowned uncomfortably, his hands hanging on both sides were clenched into fists, he straightened his back and took a few steps forward, so she couldn't speak?But why did she follow her all the way here?Ning Huan thought anxiously.

"What exactly do you want to tell me?" Ning Huan swallowed hard, and asked word by word.

The female ghost crawled in front of Zhao Wanniang's bed, raised her head slightly, her empty eye frames were facing Ning Huan, and in the blink of an eye she was already in front of her, her pale and withered fingers grasped Ning Huan's waist like vines. wrist.

There was a wet smell of blood in the air, "tick, tick" tears of blood fell from her face onto Ning Huan's white boots, and several flowers of blood bloomed immediately.Ning Huan stared blankly at the terrifying grimace in front of him, and forgot to struggle for a moment. There was a sense of bewilderment in his dark eyes, which was immediately replaced by a complex look, "You..."

At this time, there was a strange sound in the dead and dark room, and the whispers were whimpering in Ning Huan's ears like a devil's cry.Ning Huan widened his eyes and looked around in a daze, but there was no one there.The wind lifted the yellowed bed curtain, and Zhao Wanniang fell asleep peacefully with her eyes closed on the bed.The cold white moonlight spilled into the room, the extinguished candlesticks, and the muddy candle tears still condensed on the table, and the small gaps on the mahogany chair were clearly visible.Ning Huan slightly widened his eyes, glanced past the female ghost in white and looked at the wall behind her. On the white wall, there were a few strange black shadows at some point.

The outline is grotesque and distorted. The upper body looks like a human, with arms hanging straight down and head lowered. The lower body is like a snake tail, swinging slightly. There is a long rope-like iron chain between the neck, which seems to be suspended in a certain place.Ning Huan turned his back towards the door, at this moment he looked behind stiffly, but there was nothing outside the door.Only the shadows of the trees whirled, making the sound of "sand-sand-".

The painful groans became louder and louder in the ears, and the black shadows on the wall were gradually enlarged. When the snake-tailed half of the body touched the ground, the black shadows on the wall moved suddenly, and they raised their heads. .The facial features on their faces could not be discerned in the blurred shadows, but Ning Huan clearly felt a gloomy gaze like an ice cellar peering at him at that moment.

The shadow, like a nimble black snake, quickly swam to the feet of the female ghost in white. Seeing this, the female ghost in white's expression changed suddenly, and she hurriedly tried to retreat towards the window. Her limbs were tangled together, not as good as those black ghosts The film is flexible.Before she could move half a step away, the black shadows on the ground had grabbed her feet and dragged her towards the wall forcefully.

Ning Huan subconsciously grabbed the female ghost's hand, the long white sleeve on her hand was lifted, and a totem was tattooed on her pale arm, it was a "Ouroboros" devouring her own tail.The female ghost in white looked up at Ning Huan at this moment, she shook her head in pain, Ning Huan actually saw a trace of desperation from her blank eye sockets.The cold fingers let go, and Ning Huan was pushed back violently, and fell directly on the tightly closed door of the guest room, making a "bang" sound.

The female ghost let out a low whimper, and was dragged into the white wall by the black shadow.At this time, there was another black shadow on the wall, which was strangely suspended by a rope high from her neck. I saw her struggling, but she lowered her head after a while, like those black shadows silently standing aside. Generally, motionless.Ning Huan leaned against the door, almost merging into the darkness. He stared blankly at the scene in front of him...

"Ning Huan?" There was a knock on the tightly closed door, a familiar voice came from outside, and Ning Huan hurriedly opened the door. "Su Xian!" Ning Huan yelled and rushed directly behind Su Xian.Su Xian was standing outside holding a candle. He turned around and saw Ning Huan's panicked expression, frowned slightly, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Why are you here?"

Ning Huan tugged at his sleeve, cautiously poked half of his head out from behind him, and pointed to the white wall inside the house: "Over there..." Before the word "ghost" could be said, Ning Huan's voice stopped abruptly. , he found that there was nothing on the white wall now, and there were no traces of black shadows.But where did those black shadows come from?Ning Huan's breathing was slightly short.

"But I just saw something there." Ning Huan licked his dry lips and murmured uneasily.

Su Xian raised his eyebrows, he glanced back and saw the shadows of trees outside the house. "It's too dark, are you mistaken?" He patted Ning Huan's head indiscriminately, his dark eyes scanned the room, and finally fell on Zhao Wanniang's peaceful sleeping face.

"There is nothing in the house, and besides, this is my house, with yellow talismans pasted inside and out, how could it be haunted." Su Xian turned around, and twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly at Ning Huan.

Su Xian bypassed Ning Huan and entered the house, and relit the extinguished candle on the table: "The lamp is off, and I don't know how to light it again. You were frightened just now, so it's no wonder you're thinking wildly now."

The warm candlelight immediately illuminated the whole room, and a ray of light was reflected in the glass-like light-colored pupils. Ning Huan's pupils moved slightly, suppressing his beating heart, and stared at the white face where those black shadows just sprang out. wall.Got it wrong?He thought to himself, no.Ning Huan wanted to reconfirm that if he didn't believe that those black shadows had left no trace, he slowly approached the white wall one step at a time, two steps at a time.

"Ning Huan?" Suxian noticed the uneasy expression on Ning Huan's face, and gradually realized something was wrong, he asked again, "What's wrong with you?"

Ning Huan pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, he stared at the white wall in front of him without blinking his eyes.No, nothing.

Ning Huan turned around stiffly, half-closed his slender eyelashes: "I really saw it just now..." Halfway through speaking, a weak groan came from the other side of the bed, and the two of them looked over together.

"Zhao Wanniang is awake." Su Xian lowered her eyebrows and said calmly.The hand hanging by his side slowly clenched his fist, and the sight that looked at Zhao Wanniang was like the lightning that foreshadowed the sky when the rainstorm was about to come.Ning Huan stood behind Su Xian with his mouth tightly pursed and stopped talking.Zhao Wanniang woke up, which means that the whereabouts of Suxian's parents will be known immediately, whether they are dead or alive these years...

Hey - Ning Huan sighed silently, looking at Su Xian full of worry.With a tense and dignified little face, he scratched his stomach and thought about those comforting words.He gently pulled Suxian's sleeve corner, and said stiffly and jerky: "Suxian, no matter what, I'm still here!" In Suxian's slightly surprised eyes, Ning Huan's black eyeballs were unnatural He turned around, and he didn't want to expose his unspeakable little thoughts so early, so he curled his lips, puffed up his chest, and replied, "After all, we are good brothers—" Almost had reluctance written all over his face.

Su Xian's eyes were originally filled with undercurrents. 14 years ago, when the soul lamp of his parents went out, the longing in his heart was cut off at that time.But seeing Zhao Wanniang now, the hope inevitably began to take root again, wondering if they would still be alive...

Finally, a few words of relief came out of that babbling mouth, and it was rare for Suxian to look at that obedient little face to his heart's content.Unexpectedly, when the last sentence came out, Su Xian laughed out of anger.Su Xian's complexion changed again and again, his black eyes stared straight at Ning Huan, and finally he evoked a sneer of unknown meaning, gritted his teeth and said: "I really beg you to shut up."

"Suxian, is that you?" On the bed, Zhao Wanniang struggled to get up.

Su Xian stepped forward and held him down: "You still have injuries, so it's not easy to get up."

Zhao Wanniang didn't move, she turned her body to the outside with difficulty, looked at Su Xian, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where is this place?"

Suxian looked at Zhao Wanniang, and replied, "Sufu."

The candle was dimly lit, and the muddy candle tears fell down the table drop by drop along the candlestick.Ning Huan stood in the dark, squinting at Zhao Wanniang who was on the bed.It was that female ghost just now.Ning Huan thought, his hands clenched into fists lightly, his eyes darkened, and after a while he slowly let go of his hands, and he lowered his eyes to stare at the big characters written in blood on his palm, "Flee".

Escape, what is the meaning of that female ghost in white?

Zhao Wanniang looked at Suxian, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she sighed: "In a blink of an eye, you are so old. I remember when we left, you were only a child of six or seven years old."

Su Xian's black eyes were shrouded in darkness, and he didn't answer.At this moment, Zhao Wanniang let out a long breath, and she smiled bitterly and said, "You know what you want to ask, you want to ask about the whereabouts of your parents."

Suxian raised his head, looking at Zhao Wanniang with black eyes without blinking, he asked: "Where are my parents?" The speed of speech was even slower than before, "Are they still alive?"

"Have you heard of She Renzhen?" Zhao Wanniang asked back.

Su Xian frowned, shook his head and replied, "I haven't heard of it."

"Sheren Town——" Zhao Wanniang's eyes flashed a trace of complexity, as if recalling the past, she stared blankly at the nothingness in front of her eyes, and sighed sadly, "I was with your parents back then. A few other people were ordered to go to Sheren Town to look for something together."

"What?" Su Xian asked.

Zhao Wanniang turned her head to look at Suxian, she shook her head: "What is that thing called, where is it, and what is its use? Only your father knows these things, and we are all just following orders." Zhao Wanniang struggled to support herself, she Lifting up one cuff, a totem appeared on the pale skin, with a flying snake holding its tail, Ning Huan was slightly taken aback when he saw this.

"Everyone who has ever entered has been cursed by it." She lamented slightly, "After we entered Sheren Town, we felt that something was wrong. Things happened suddenly on the first night, and your mother suddenly fell ill at night. , we have no choice but to send a few people out first, and then they all dispersed. As for the whereabouts of your parents, I haven't seen them since they separated that night."

"Weird things happened one after another." Zhao Wanniang stared blankly at the bed curtain on the top, "Why didn't I think of it, the soaring snake biting its tail symbolizes the retracement cycle."

"Every seven years since then, my appearance, even a wound on my body, will return to what I looked like when I came out of Sheren Town that day." She looked at Suxian, and the corners of her mouth curled up. Laughing self-deprecatingly, "You don't look old, do you think that's a good thing? Sheren Town, Snake Town, this is a curse." She lifted off the quilt, revealing those pale and shriveled legs, with a pair of fine lines. The black snake scales are evenly distributed on the legs, even covering the gap between the legs.There was a dark color in her eyes, "Only this thing will not change with time, it will only grow more and more with age, and the snake on my body has become more and more obvious." She sighed, "My legs can no longer walk."