Chapter 150 Water ghosts can only crawl

Ayan and Aqiang are a couple.

They have been dating for almost a year and have a very good relationship.

Aqiang usually listens to his girlfriend Ayan and obeys her every word.

Ayan is very satisfied and does not want to lose Aqiang, so she is very careful to hide her secret.

One day, Aqiang said to Ayan: "Ayan, we have been dating for so long, but we have never gone out to travel. Why don't we take advantage of this Qingming Festival holiday to go out for a walk."

Ayan was of course happy.

Aqiang was responsible for booking the tickets and accommodation.

When asked where Aqiang was, he just smiled and said, "Keep it a secret for now. I will give you a surprise when the time comes."

Their destination was a small coastal fishing village. The two took a green train for more than ten hours, and after getting off the train, they took a passenger car and a rickshaw to reach their destination.

The small fishing village is very beautiful and faces the sea.

The villagers are very simple, and there may be few outsiders coming, so Aqiang and Ayan were very warmly entertained, and even a house facing the sea in the village was lent to them.

It was getting late. The two of them came out of the village chief's house after dinner and came to the center of the village, where there was a big tree that five or six people couldn't hug.

Under the big tree sat an old man with orange peel wrinkles on his face, smoking a dry pipe.

A Yan was lively by nature and went over to chat: "Uncle, are there any legends in our village?"

The old man took a puff of cigarette: "No legends. But there is a scary thing in our village. I'm afraid it will scare you if I tell you."

"I'm not afraid, you tell me."

"It's a water ghost."

"Water ghost? What is a water ghost?"

A Qiang said: "A Yan, the sky is a little dark, it may rain, let's go back quickly, be careful not to get wet."

A Yan refused, "Wait a minute! I want to listen."

The old man took a puff of cigarette and continued: "The old people said that water ghosts are those who were accidentally drowned. They are resentful and linger in the world for a long time, unwilling to leave, hoping to find someone to replace themselves."

A Yan's face became a little worse.

Aqiang noticed and was a little worried, "Let's go back and rest."

Ayan shook her head, "It's okay, uncle, please continue."

"We don't know when such a water ghost came to our village. Usually this water ghost hides in the bay and doesn't come out, but on a stormy night, it will take advantage of the heavy rain to sneak into the village to find food."

"Find food? Not a scapegoat?"

The old man shook his head, "The fortune-teller in our village (niang whispered) said that this water ghost is kind-hearted and will not kill innocent people. It was murdered by its own friends. It can't swallow this breath and swears to take revenge."

"None of our villagers will hurt it."

"I also saw a water ghost once. At that time, the lights were off in the house and it was raining outside. The water ghost sneaked into the house and drank a bowl of porridge in the kitchen. I secretly saw it through the crack of the door. It can only crawl, not walk."

"Although the water ghost was a human before he died, he forgot how to walk after he died because he stayed underwater for a long time swimming."

Tick-tick-tick-tick.

Suddenly, it started to rain big beans.

Aqiang immediately pulled Ayan up and ran quickly towards their house.

"Aqiang, I'm a little scared. Let's go. Leave this village."

"It's so late and it's raining heavily. We can't go out at all... Ayan, please stop making trouble, okay?"

"But I'm a little afraid of water ghosts..."

"What are you afraid of? You haven't done anything wrong." Aqiang put his arm around Ayan's shoulders, "Besides, didn't the uncle just say that water ghosts can only crawl? When the time comes, we will lie on the bed, and even if it comes, it won't be able to find us."

The heavy rain poured down.

It was like a string of beaded curtains hanging between the sky and the earth.

The two of them ran towards their temporary house against the rain.

After entering the house and locking the door, they were both soaked.

Unfortunately, there was no light in the house. The two used their mobile phones to measure, fumbled out the suitcase, and found a towel to wipe their bodies.

This house has not been lived in for a long time, but the village aunt was kind enough to send a mattress.

But the mattress was soaked with moisture, so wet and uncomfortable.

Ayan felt uncomfortable after being caught in the rain.

Aqiang said, "Wait a minute, I'll go to my fellow villager's house to borrow some hot water and make you some brown sugar ginger water, otherwise you will catch a cold."

Ayan felt a little groggy.

She nodded.

Aqiang pushed open the door, lowered his head, and rushed into the rain.

The room was pitch black, and only the occasional lightning that suddenly flashed across the sky could occasionally illuminate the room.

But when it was illuminated and suddenly became dark again, it was even more terrifying, as if something was hiding in a corner of the room, staring at me.

The thunder and heavy rain were rolling, one after another, and the wind was getting stronger.

Aqiang went out without closing the door, and it was suddenly blown open by the strong wind.

The wooden door hit the wall, making a loud noise.

The rain was blown into the house by the wind, and the floor in the house was instantly wet.

Ayan remembered a night two years ago when she pushed Xiaomei, a girl who shared the same room, into the river and drowned her for a new mobile phone.

But this happened thousands of miles away. Even if Xiaomei became a water ghost, she couldn't have come so far to seek revenge on me, right?

... She always felt that something was wrong...

But every time she thought about it carefully, that something was wrong, like a drop of water dissolved into the water, leaving no trace.

Ayan sat and thought for a while, and suddenly realized.

Huh?

Aqiang, why haven't you come back yet?

At this time, a bolt of lightning flashed across, and Ayan's heart became clear.

After entering the village, Aqiang said he was going to visit the old village chief and asked the village aunt to take him and his luggage to this house.

Ayan put away her luggage and followed her aunt to find the village chief.

——Aqiang has never been to this house before.

So how did he lead him back accurately through the twists and turns of the alley on a dark rainy night?

Also, when the old man was telling the story about the water ghost, Aqiang didn't seem to want to listen and kept interrupting.

Ayan's whole body was filled with excitement.

Ah Qiang, does he also hide secrets from himself?

Just then, she saw a dark, short figure flashing in from the door.

The old man's words came to her ears,

"...Water ghosts can't walk, they can only crawl..."

Ayan immediately lay down on the bed and prayed in her heart: "Never find me, never find me."

The sound of wind, rain, and thunder almost made her lose her hearing of small sounds.

Rustling.

Something crawled through the house.

The sound of dripping water could not be told whether it was the water dripping along the eaves or the water dripping from the body of the water ghost.

Thinking of this, Ayan trembled all over.

After a while, the sound of rain and thunder gradually became smaller.

Ayan listened for a long time with her ears straightened, but she didn't hear any special sound.

To be on the safe side, she remained motionless on the bed.

Tick ​​tock.

Water dripped onto Ayan's face.

The roof of the old house, which had been in disrepair for a long time, began to leak in the swaying rain.

Tick ​​tock.

Another drop.

This time, the drop just happened to hit Ayan’s lips.

Why - is it salty?

It smells a bit like sea water.

Will the rain be salty?

"Water ghosts can only crawl..."

However, no one said that water ghosts can only crawl on the ground.

Is it really just a leak in the roof? still--

Just when Ayan realized this, a very bright lightning flashed across the sky again.

It lights up the house and the roof.

On the ceiling, a man with long wet hair was lying on his back, staring at her with green eyes.

"ah--"

The screams were drowned in the ensuing roar of thunder.