I Just Want To Be Quiet

The old trees are luxuriant and leafy, and the crown of the pavilion is like a cover. When you look at it in the night, it looks like a rolling mountain, jagged.

A wind lantern hung high on the branch, drifting back and forth with the night wind, pulling out a long and short shadow.

Scattered shadows swayed and whirled around the courtyard like many ghosts.

Under the lamp, an ancient well with worn out handwriting stands quietly.

"Tread, step, step..."

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, a figure flashed out of the door of the moon cave, slim and slender, with fluttering clothes and dignified temperament, but at the moment it was slightly hurried.

The hem of the gorgeous skirt swiftly brushed over the fallen leaves on the ground, bringing up a small gust of wind, and quickly rolled up the leaves, hovering in front of their feet, stomping.

Looking up along the curvy body, the waist that is not full of grip, the towering chest, the slender and white neck, at the end, there is a smooth and mirror-like mask, which will give the expected moon appearance. The shelter was tight.

The woman with wide sleeves swayed in the wind, her long hair scattered like a waterfall, flying with the wind, and hurriedly, looking back from time to time to observe, it was the pink bride who avoided the chase of the maid.

After entering this courtyard, she didn't stay at all, she wanted to walk straight through and continue to hide, but she glanced over the well fence and stopped immediately.

Last night, she was hiding at the bottom of this well, avoiding the chase of the maid!

Although it is very difficult to climb up from the well, at the moment, he can't care about it.

Thinking of this, the pink bride immediately took three steps and two steps, walked to the well, lifted up the complicated skirt, straddled to the edge of the well, and jumped straight down.

"thump!"

The heavy water from the well splashed high and slapped on the walls of the surrounding wells.

"Wow, wow, wow."

The water surged for a long time before gradually returning to its original calm.

As soon as the pink bride fell into the water, she felt a bit of icy cold, and the chill lingered and corroded, as if it could infiltrate her bones.

She shuddered involuntarily. Just as she stabilized her figure, a cold voice suddenly came into her ears: "Miss, where are you?"

"Miss…"

"Miss...Where are you..."

Without any hesitation, the pink bride immediately sank her whole body into the water.

"Miss...Miss...Where are you...Where..."

With the rustling of fallen leaves being trampled on, the voice of the maid gets closer and closer.

Soon, a bloated and rotten head stretched out from the old wellhead: "Miss, where are you?"

The cold call echoed back and forth between the walls of the well.

As soon as the voice fell, pieces of rotten meat and filthy blood dripped directly into the well.

"Barta", "Barta"...

The flesh and blood were opened in the well water, and the stench quickly permeated.

The maid lay at the mouth of the well, she didn't mean to leave at all. After a while, most of her mouth had rotted, and suddenly she showed a weird and hideous smile: "Miss, so you are here!"

Before the pink bride could react, the next moment a squishy rotten hand quickly passed through the well water and forcibly took off the mask on her face.

The pink bride's complexion changed, but she saw that the rotting maid had appeared in the well, suspended in front of her!

The maid put the mask on her face. In an instant, her body recovered as before. She looked pale and slim, full of youth and vitality.

The previous stinking stench seemed to be just an illusion.

She slowly and slowly raised her face wearing a mask, her cold gaze through the mask, staring straight at the pink bride, and said quietly, "Miss, I found you!"

Before she finished her words, the maid stretched out her pink arms like lotus roots and pinched the pink bride's throat!

Without the slightest resistance, the pink bride was immediately pressed to the bottom of the well by an extremely powerful force, and her cheeks plunged directly into the mud.

The strong sense of suffocation suddenly disappeared, and the breath of death swept across, she struggled desperately, but the strength of the maid grew stronger.

Gradually, a flash of light and shadowy memories appeared in her mind...

In front of the ancient clumsy altar covered with layers of mottled blood, he was dressed in gorgeous clothes, surrounded by green beads, and he was using the catkins of balsam syrup to draw out a sharp dagger little by little.

The dagger shone in cold light, and the blade was like a mirror, showing her interested eyes and the maid on the altar who was **** by the five flowers and was pleading with horrified eyes.

"Tread, step, step..."

The pleated skirt of Dan-color crepe embroidered with albizia flower shook gently, revealing the small boots in the crimson sheepskin pattern underneath. With the slight sound of footsteps, she stepped on the floor tiles carved with entwined lotus flowers, and she walked around the altar without any haste. Go slowly.

Every step seemed to step on the cusp of the maid's heart.

Seeing that the maid's expression became more and more horrified, and even her whole body collapsed, a chuckle came out.

Immediately afterwards, with a slender white hand, he stabbed the dagger firmly into the maid's chin, and then, with a stroke upwards, he evenly cut her face in half.

The blood quickly oozes and spreads along the wound.

The dagger moved dexterously, and the white human skin was forcibly peeled off. In the screams of screams, the flesh and blood that twitched from time to time was gradually exposed...

The golden wind swayed the branches and leaves, and yellow flowers fluttered all over the sky.

In the slight frost, Xueliang's dagger suddenly slipped from his sleeve and fell to the bottom of the well.

"Boom."

The sound of things entering the water reverberated from the wall of the well, and the light flickered slowly, and it was quiet as before.

…The pink bride suddenly recovered, she didn't have time to think about it, one hand was still scratching the maid's arm, and the other hand quickly rubbed in the sand.

Soon, her fingertips touched the sensation of the handle of the dagger, without any hesitation, she immediately grabbed the dagger that had fallen into the bottom of the well in her memory, and stabbed the maid's neck fiercely!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

The maid screamed loudly and sternly. At the same time, the strength in her hand was loosened, and the pink bride broke free again, stepped on the wall of the well, surfaced, and climbed up the well.

The moss on the shaft wall is thick, layered, sticky and slippery, which is extremely difficult for climbing. But this time, the pink bride only used a little force, and she jumped out of the well with great ease and stood firmly on the shore.

Looking at the ancient trees, wind lanterns, and courtyard in front of him, the pink bride was slightly startled, only to realize that she had recovered her strength during the Qi training period!

The cold voice of the maid came from the well again, accompanied by the churning sound of the well water: "Miss, don't run!"

Before the words were over, endless hairs spread rapidly from the well, looking down from the dim yellow light, it seemed as if the water in the well was soaring in darkness.

The hair kept squirming, and soon the figure of a maid appeared.

The pink bride stood there, motionless, without any intention of running away. She slowly raised the dagger in her hand and smiled like a flower: "I'll teach you how to be a ghost!"