Sinister Well/C10 Ghost shadow
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C10 Ghost shadow

I'm very sad that Huang An became a zombie. I'm begging my uncle to let him go. After all, he didn't do anything that would harm the heavens and the earth.

His uncle thought for a moment, then left after giving Huang An a warning.

Huang An was injured, so I helped him back to the village. It was not even dawn then. As we walked, we saw Aunt Pang leading a man into her house.

Fat Auntie was a widow, it was common for her to be lonely, but to my surprise, I had never seen that man before.

Since Huang An was injured, I didn't pay much attention to it. However, a few days later, rumors in the village reminded me of the incident.

People in the village said that Fat Auntie had become a hidden door and started a meat business at home. Otherwise, how could she meet and attract men?

The villagers' blatant claims made me a little worried. What was there to worry about? Worried that Aunt Fatty would suffer a loss? Worried that Aunt Fatty would be cheated and that she would end up being a woman.

Due to my worry, I didn't say anything to stop her. A few days later, when I met Aunt Pang, I actually said what I was thinking in my heart.

Hearing my words, Aunt Pang laughed out loud. She said that although I like men, I'm not a casual person. Do you think that anyone can get into my bed?

Aunt Pang's words made me speechless. She didn't admit that she was a bit romantic, but she just didn't admit that she had brought so many men into the house.

Looking at Aunt Pang's serious expression, I was a little doubtful. Aunt Pang was definitely not someone who talked nonsense. What was the matter with the rumors in the village? What if what I saw that night was fake?

Aunt Pang patted me on the shoulder and smiled. If it's a man like your uncle, I'd be happy to have him.

Damn widow, let's be your big dream. Sure enough, she's been harping on this little uncle of yours all this time, but this little uncle has his eyes on her?

Aunt Pang didn't get angry this time. He pinched my face and left, but I was confused.

What the hell is going on? Did I see wrongly, or was it Fat Aunt who was a typical disagreement?

In order to clarify this matter, I secretly hid under Fat Aunt's roof.

Soon night fell, the moon rose, and I looked through the crack in the door.

As I watched, my mouth went dry. Aunt Pang was sleeping beside a man.

The man was very tall, and the fat aunt was laughing so hard that her branches were quivering.

Damn widow, you actually lied to your father. Look at that slut on your bed.

I was worried for nothing. I spat and was ready to leave, but then I looked in the window again.

The sight gave me a fright. There was no one on Aunt Pang's bed at all. She was the only one who was sleeping on the bed and was snoring nonstop.

[What the hell, what the hell. How come a man just disappeared so suddenly?]

I rubbed my eyes and looked again. The man had appeared again and was chuckling at me.

No, no, this is not right.

Aunt Pang, Aunt Pang, I rushed in to save Aunt Pang. I didn't expect that I would be beaten up before I could find her.

Aunt Pang was barefoot, and she was very angry as she held the stick: "You brat, you came to me for tofu." I don't even weigh the bones in my hand. My butt can pressure you to the point that you shriek like a pig that has been butchered.

Looking at the aggressive Fat Aunt, I tried my best to explain, but the more I explained, the more it felt like something bad was going on.

What should I say? I was very anxious, but at that moment, the man appeared behind Fat Aunt again.

I opened my mouth wide in shock as I stared blankly at the sneering man. Fat Aunt hadn't noticed the strangeness behind her so she thought I was looking at her. In anger, she immediately raised her rod and swung it towards me.

She hit me twice, very, very painfully, but on the third hit, she froze.

When she saw that I was still looking at that spot, she suddenly became alert.

Aunt Pang slowly turned around. After turning around, this burly woman actually shouted and hid behind me.

Damn, she was so domineering when she hit me just now, how did she suddenly turn into such a coward?

Aunt Pang tightly held onto my arm, her body was still trembling a little. "What is that? Why is his body transparent?"

She saw the man and knew he was a ghost, but she didn't dare to say it out loud for fear that she would break down on the spot.

Sigh, no matter what, Aunt Fatty was still a woman. No matter how strong a woman was, she wouldn't be as calm and resolute as a man.

Feeling her trembling, I softly said, "Are you really afraid? If you're scared, then hug my body. That would be better."

Aunt Pang opened her eyes wide as she said "yes". Then, she hugged my neck. She hugged me so tightly that I nearly passed out.

Let go, let go, are you trying to steal my wealth? According to this method, I'll be strangled to death first if I don't make a move against the thing in front of me. I shouted with difficulty.

My fat body felt a little embarrassed and tightly gripped my palm from behind.

Ah, this woman. I helplessly shook my head as I looked at the man in front of me.

His body was faintly discernible, and he was only smiling as he stood there motionlessly.

Who are you and why are you scaring me? I ventured.

My uncle told me that ghosts are not necessarily all evil, and that it's best to communicate with ghosts first. If communication isn't good, then I'll think of a way to resolve it.

I firmly remembered what my uncle had said. Thus, I could only try to ask him the reason why the ghost had appeared.

At this moment, my face was covered in sweat. I wanted to wait for him to say something, but he only smiled. His smile made people's scalps tingle and their hearts tremble.

Seeing that he didn't intend to attack us, I ventured to ask again, but he didn't answer.

Weird, today's matter is too weird. Seeing that the ghost refused to speak, I could only ask the fat aunt: Do you know him? He can't be your husband, right?

Auntie Fatty gritted her teeth and said, "Bullsh * t, how could I not recognize that damned old lady? If it was that damn old lady who shouted, he would immediately sit on the ground. How could he be so scared?"

Auntie Fatty, I'm completely enlightened, the area where I was slapped still hurt so much, so I said, "Why don't you roar your throat and see if you can destroy this ghost's soul, and save us from perspiring in cold sweat here."

Fat Auntie rolled her eyes and hugged my waist: I don't know that guy. If I were to pounce on him with this roar, wouldn't I be hiccuping? I'm not that stupid.

Sigh, I didn't really expect this woman to chase that ghost away, so I raised my head and took out the talisman my uncle had given me.

Seeing the incantation, the ghost frowned, then looked towards Fat Aunt's feet.

What was so good about this fat woman's fat legs? I curiously looked at the ghost's gaze.

Eh, when did Aunt Pang put on her shoes? They were still a pair of black cloth shoes and brand-new cloth shoes.

Shoes! I suddenly understood that this pair of shoes must have something to do with that ghost, or he wouldn't be staring at it.

Where did you get those shoes, what's wrong with them, what's wrong with them. I said to Aunt Pang somewhat sullenly.

Aunt Pang was stunned for a moment, then said in confusion: "I picked up these shoes while digging for vegetables, why is there such a problem?"

There was also a problem, something big!

I rolled my eyes and said, This pair of shoes is most likely the ghost's. If you keep wearing this pair of shoes, he won't leave and will sleep on your kang every day. When he gets rid of you, he won't.

"AHH!" Aunt Pang quickly took off her shoes and threw them to the ghost.

After throwing the shoes over, the ghost looked down and smiled sinisterly.

The shoes have already been returned to him, why hasn't he left yet! The fat aunt said guiltily.

It was easy to invite a ghost to a fight, but you had provoked him first. Now, with just a few casual words, would the other party leave?

I said to Fat Auntie, It won't be hard to get the hell out of here. Just two pounds of good wine, ten dozen pieces of paper money, five pounds of pork, and a villa.

As I spoke, the ghost was listening. He kept nodding as he heard my words.

"AHH!" I need so many things, even if I were to sell them, after selling them for 200 years, I still wouldn't be able to get that many things. This time, I'm in for it! The fat aunt said with a bitter face.

It's not that serious. He's a ghost, you can just give him the paper!

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