Yami felt distressed, but she smiled awkwardly on the surface, "What cold hands? Haha, I think you are afraid, let's have hallucinations. It's getting late, let's go back soon! Otherwise, the family should be worried."

"This ceremony is useless. We haven't opened the Yin-Yang Eyes. Since that's the case, it's not interesting to stay here. Let's go, let's go."

She said, standing up and trying to leave.

Furong breathed a sigh of relief and stood up in a hurry. To be honest, since she called this cemetery, she didn't want any yin and yang eyes at all. It was great that she didn't succeed.

"Sister Yamei is right, let's go back soon. If my father and mother find out that we are coming to such a place, they will be angry! Actually, I'm scared tonight." Furong said, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I originally learned to draw. According to the principle, the fifth corner was asked to draw me, but I was so scared that I only drew my own. Whoever hides it deeply, and always lets me use a big axe in front of Luban's door. It's so bad."

Furong said, pointing to the corner of the pentagram close to the tombstone.

They only have four people, but they have five corners.

Because Furong is good at drawing and draws the fastest, she always asks her to draw two corners during the drill.

Yinfang froze and shook her head, "It's not me!"

Dongzhu also shook her head, "I don't know how to draw the most, it's me!"

Everyone looked at Yami, but Yami's face was as white as a piece of paper and murmured, "Let's go, let's go quickly."

She said, leaving without even lifting the basket on the ground.

The other three people originally regarded her as the most respectful person, so they hurriedly followed her.

Her steps were getting faster and faster, as if something was chasing her behind her.

When she arrived on the carriage, Mami touched her forehead and was covered in sweat. It was not until the carriage started that she came to her senses and swallowed, "It's not me!"

Furong was stunned, "Who is that?"

No one in the carriage answered... all four of them were trembling.

According to legend, during the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a nobleman named Zi Gao in Chu State who was named Ye Gong. Ye Gong liked dragons very much. Not only on the beams, pillars, and even on wine cups in my home, they had to carve dragons, and prayed every day. If I could see a real dragon once in my life, I would die without regrets.

He was so pious that he moved the Dragon King, and the Dragon King decided to show himself to satisfy his wish. However, when Mr. Ye saw the real dragon, he was not only unhappy, but also extremely frightened and frightened.

Yami smiled self-deprecatingly. She read so many books and went to the teahouse to listen to so many ghost stories. She thought she was not afraid.

But when she met a real ghost for the first time, she was afraid. Not only was she afraid, but she was also afraid of death. She wanted to go back in time, so she would definitely choose to sleep at home and not come to this broken graveyard.

She thought, touched her hand. The biting coldness before seemed to be still in her palm, and the touch was so clear.

That is definitely not a person's hand.

Masami thought, and couldn't help but shivered.

She bit her lip, and the idea was made by her, and the person was brought by her, so she couldn't collapse first. She thought, and took out a few pieces of milk cake and distributed it to everyone, "It's okay, it's all over, let's eat some milk cake to make you shocked."

She gave Furong first, then Dongzhu. When she arrived at Yinfang, her pupils suddenly expanded, and then her hands shook and the milk cake fell to the ground.

The skirt that Yinfang wore today was embroidered with the pattern of a kitten pounce butterfly on her chest.

A cute kitten is opening its big round eyes, looking at the flying butterflies, stretching its claws and trying.

The eyes were clearly looking at the butterfly, but Yami felt that the cat was staring at her, with a faint light flashing in her eyes.

She felt that she was about to be unable to breathe, so Yami stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes. How could an embroidered cat have moved?

She looked over again and saw that the cat's eyes were wide open, and two lines of red blood flowed down the corners of its eyes.

The blood was getting more and more, and soon Yinfang's chest turned dazzling red.

The blood fell along Yinfang's clothes and fell into the carriage tickingly, and then spread.

Yami could no longer help but screamed and stood up. The carriage was not high enough. She thumped on the roof of the carriage, "Ah! There is blood! The cat's eyes are bleeding! Yinfang, your body is covered with blood!"

Yinfang lowered her head in fear, but her chest was clean, and the kitten was still a kitten, looking up at the butterfly, and she was bleeding from it.

The remaining three people looked at each other, and their faces became increasingly ugly.

"Yayamei... no blood, no blood, nothing! You must be too tired. Let's go back to take a shower, change clothes and sleep. When you get up tomorrow, you will get back to normal. It's okay and it's okay!" Yin Fang murmured to herself.

No blood?

Yami rubbed her eyes desperately again, and when she looked again, she had nothing left.

Her legs became weak and she fell into the carriage.

Everyone soon went home.

Yami has her own courtyard. Her father was born as a Jinshi. Although his official position was not prominent, he was still in power. Originally, her mother and her father were considered to be of equal status, but unfortunately she was not in good condition. When she gave birth to her, she unfortunately died of childbirth. Not long after, her father married a new wife.

"When I come back so late, I don't look like a lady from a family!"

As soon as she entered the door, she heard a scolding. If it were normal, she would definitely fight back, but today, she really didn't have the strength. "My mother taught me a lesson. I'm tired and I'm going to rest."

She said, ignoring her, she rushed into her small yard.

Hot water is always on the yard, and Yami soaks in the bathtub, and she feels like she has come alive. She shook her head helplessly. She must have thought too much before, so how could the embroidered cat bleed?

"Xiaomei, where have you been? The water is a little cold. Add a few scoops of hot water to me." Yamei said with her eyes narrowed when she heard the door open.

But she didn't respond for a long time. She turned her head and saw that the door of the house was closed well. Xiaomei should have gone to carry water. She was not in the house at all. So why did she hear the sound of the door opening?

Yami's hands tightened, and she felt a chill on her back, as if something was staring at her vest.

Just as she was about to turn her head, she remembered the saying again, don’t look back at night, because it is possible that a ghost is standing behind you...

She closed her eyes and shivered in the water. It was obviously warm water, but she seemed to be soaked in an ice bucket.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong, there is footsteps...

She felt that someone was getting closer and closer, and she was about to walk to the bucket where she was bathing, and then the person stopped.

He lowered his head and blew a breath on the back of her head...

Yami felt her goose bumps getting up, and she suddenly became cruel and sank into the water.

The originally cold water made a gurgling sound, becoming thicker and thicker, as if it was boiling, emitting a fishy smell...

Blood... Although she couldn't see it, she could feel blood everywhere...

Yami couldn't hold it anymore, so she stood up suddenly and screamed.

The door was opened with a bang.
Chapter completed!