Cold!
Bone-piercing cold!
This was my first feeling, just like taking off clothes and sticking my bare back to ice in the middle of summer! !
My mind seemed to be frozen at this time, and I subconsciously lowered my head to look at the hands holding my waist.
What kind of hands are these?
Pale!
Like the color of a corpse after being soaked in the river for several days, the nails are black, more than ten centimeters long, no longer like nails, emitting a unique color of metal.
These hands were not honest when holding my waist, the fingers kept squirming, and the nails rubbed against each other, making a "chi la chi la" sound, which made people's teeth ache!
I stood against the window and didn't dare to move at all.
Hehehehe...
A cold and resentful laugh suddenly sounded behind my head, followed by a series of strange "whoosh" sounds from my ears. It felt like... someone was blowing air into my ears, but it was cold air!
When I heard the laughter, my heart skipped a beat. I somehow remembered a sentence in the book "Fa Qiu Secret Art" - it's better to hear a ghost cry than a ghost laugh!
The general meaning of this sentence is: if you run into a ghost, if the ghost cries at you, it means that although it has resentment, there is a way to resolve it, and it won't hurt you right away. But if the thing laughs at you, it basically means that it is targeting you. If you don't want to die, you should kill it before it kills you. That's why there is a saying that it's better to hear a ghost cry than a ghost laugh!
If you follow the idea of this sentence, doesn't it mean that this thing will not let me go no matter what? What kind of hatred and resentment is this!
Let's fight!
Maybe it was desperation that drove my desire to survive. I didn't know where I got the strength. I took a step forward and turned around suddenly, wanting to see what the thing lying on my body was. I kept comforting myself in my heart - the unknown is the most terrifying. Instead of letting it lie on my back and blow the cold air, it is better to turn my head and see it clearly. Maybe I won't be afraid then.
I chose to face it, but when I really saw the thing clearly, I didn't feel at ease, but even more scared.
The thing that was entangled with me was only left with the upper half of its body, without legs, and its intestines were dragged all over the ground, crawling with maggots. Her hair was very long, her face was pale, there was only white in her eyes but no pupils, her tongue drooped out, and the tongue coating on her tongue turned into small pieces of meat like the suction cups of snails, so dense that people with intensive phobia would probably go crazy when they saw it! !
This half-body female ghost had been holding my waist and lying on my back. Now I turned around, and my nose almost touched her twisted face full of resentment and smile. Her tongue even stuck to my chin. The tongue coating on her tongue, which was similar to the suction cup of a snail, sucked my skin and flesh at once. It was wet and slippery, and the touch was indescribably disgusting. I almost vomited it directly at that time, and I was more afraid!
I knew that this should be the tragic scene after the death of this female ghost, not a real corpse, but I couldn't help but feel sour in my mouth. Besides fear, I was more disgusted! !
"Fuck, people die and birds fly to the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years. Fight!"
I roared in my heart, and the strong desire to survive made me decide to take a risk-I remember that "Fa Qiu Secret Art" said that the blood on the tip of a virgin's tongue is the most yang, and it can cause the greatest damage to these yin and filthy things!
I don't know if a man who has only masturbated a few times is still considered a virgin, but at this time I was desperate and tried all kinds of methods. I bit my tongue tip hard. I bit too hard in a hurry and it went deep into the flesh. I shivered in pain, tears came out at that time, and a strong bloody smell appeared in my mouth, just like the taste of licking rusty iron, which is actually quite disgusting.
But compared with the dignity of this female ghost, I didn't feel disgusted. While that thing was licking me with its tongue, I opened my mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood mist on the face of the female ghost!
"Ah!"
A vicious and sharp scream suddenly sounded. When the blood on my tongue tip touched the face of the female ghost, a large piece of white smoke rose immediately, just like sulfuric acid was poured on her face, directly burning her skin and flesh. The pale face was like a freshly cooked pig's head. It let go of me and floated in the air and twisted violently!
It worked!
My eyes lit up and I wanted to laugh out loud. Fortunately, I was a self-disciplined person. At most, I just watched a few Japanese love action movies and couldn't help masturbating a few times. I didn't shoot this most precious bullet on the "school chicken" in our school. Otherwise, I would have died today after losing my virginity.
I was so excited that I took advantage of the bleeding tongue and spurted blood on the ghost's face.
The ghost screamed even more and disappeared into the darkness in the distance through the car window.
The temperature in the bathroom dropped. I tried it and the door handle was already movable. I opened the door and left this place. It's really weird that I can see ghosts when I take a shit. Are you afraid that I'm constipated and come to scare me to make it easier for me?
When I got back to the carriage, I shivered all over when the air conditioner blew. I realized that I was drenched in sweat. When I entered the soft sleeper, I saw Zhou Jing still using Grandpa Zhou's white tortoise shell to deduce something. I suddenly felt an inexplicable anger in my heart. I rushed over and grabbed the boy and asked, "Did you calculate that I would encounter this? Why didn't you tell me directly!"
"I have already given you the reminders I should have given you."
Zhou Jing raised his head and looked at me. This boy is sometimes so mature that he doesn't look like a ten-year-old child. If other children were yelled at by me like this, they would probably cry directly, but this kid Zi was as calm as a stone, and said lightly: "My grandfather said that when you tell fortunes for others, you should keep three points in mind and not tell them all at once. After all, we are in the business of revealing the secrets of heaven. If you tell others everything, you will know the rest of their lives in one glance. It will not benefit others or yourself, and you will be punished by heaven. My grandfather told fortunes for others too much when he was young. He was worried that something bad would happen when the deadline was approaching, so he sent me away in advance for my safety."
Hearing this, my anger gradually subsided, and I could only smile bitterly - at that time, how could I have time to listen to his hidden meaning? If I hesitated for a few more minutes, it would all go into my crotch, and then it would be disgusting, disgusting to the extreme.
At this time, our quarrel also alarmed Uncle Li who was sleeping. When he woke up and saw me standing in the soft sleeper with blood in my mouth, he was shocked and asked me what happened. After I told him everything that happened in the toilet, Uncle Li was also worried for me. Then he looked at the wound on my tongue and said that I should be fine. Then he took some Yunnan Baiyao and asked me to apply it myself. He looked at Zhou Jing in surprise: "Xiao Jing, can you tell what happened to Xiaotian?"
"I can tell. I couldn't sleep at night, so I kept playing with the white tortoise shell my grandfather gave me. I saw that the bad luck in his palace of illness was heavier, so I guessed that he must have encountered evil recently, so I made a hexagram for him. The hexagram showed that he would have a bloody disaster tonight. At that time, I calculated it carefully again. Only then did I realize that he was just unlucky and couldn't die!"
Zhou Jing said: "You know the toilets on the train, they directly spill excrement onto the railway tracks. And the place where he went to the toilet just now happened to be where a woman committed suicide by lying on the tracks. That woman died suddenly and never went to the underworld, so she wandered around the place where she died as a lonely ghost. He shit on her head, and he was a weak person, so he was the kind of person that the dirty things could easily deal with. Do you think that the female ghost would not kill him?
In fact, if he listened to me, took the gold seal, or went to the toilet a little later, he would not have shit on someone else's head, and he would not have encountered this kind of thing!"
Uncle Li was speechless when he heard this, and even I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What was going on? I was so unlucky that I could shit on a ghost's head when I went to the toilet and get entangled by dirty things.
"Okay, stop thinking about it and go to sleep."
Uncle Li waved his hand and said, "Xiaotian, don't think the Fa Qiu Yin is a burden. Always carry it with you. This time, it's not good for the dirty thing you encountered. If you encounter someone with great resentment and deep Taoism, you might have to confess."
After saying that, Uncle Li gave me a few more instructions and went to sleep. Not long after, Zhou Jing, that little fart, also snored, leaving me alone lying on the bed for a long time.
This is my first time fighting with such a dirty thing. It can be seen that the female ghost is really weak, but I am still scared to death. I heard from Grandpa Zhou that I will inevitably deal with such things in the future, so... How many times can I avoid such dangers in the future?
Once?
Or twice?
I really don't know if it is right to go to Jiangxi this time.
My determination has begun to waver.