"I watched her walk into Uncle Huang's room, stand at the head of his bed, and with a simple wave of her hand, I entered Uncle Huang's dream.
In the dream, Uncle Huang passed out due to drinking and was mistakenly thought to be dead by his family. Fearing gossip from the villagers, they took him to the field and buried him overnight.
Because it was urgent, there was not even a coffin. When he woke up, the soil had covered his nose. He struggled violently and wanted to reach out for help, but his limp body restricted his movements.
He could only let the dust fill his respiratory tract, feel the air slip away bit by bit, and finally die in consciousness.
When he died, my chest felt stuffy, and I tried to open my mouth, hoping to breathe in some fresh air. After struggling, I woke up from my sleep.
"After waking up, I thought about last night's dream and felt uneasy. So I went to see Uncle Huang under the pretext of borrowing something. When I saw that he was fine, I felt relieved and regarded it as an ordinary nightmare."
"In the evening, I showed up at Uncle Huang's house again, and this time I went straight into the bedroom.
Unlike last night, Uncle Huang did not sleep today. He sat upright on a stool, as if waiting for something.
When the female ghost appeared, Uncle Huang was the first to speak.
Huang Ping looked at the figure in his memory: "I was wondering why I had that dream yesterday. It turned out to be you who was causing trouble."
The ghost girl lifted her hair and, having not spoken in years, opened her mouth and uttered a hoarse voice: "Of course I have to come back to seek revenge on you. I have waited for this day for many years."
Huang Ping smiled disdainfully: "Ten years ago, when you were a human, I could kill you. Now you have become a ghost without a body, what can you do to me?
Are you planning to scare me in my dreams every night? Do you think a bad person like me will be afraid of your little tricks?
Little girl, listen to my advice and get out of my house right now. Otherwise, when I find a way, I will kill you so badly that you won't even be able to be a ghost."
After saying this, he tied his limbs to the bed with ropes. "I know what you devils do. Isn't it to tempt people to commit suicide? I'm tying myself up now, so even if I'm tempted by you, I can't act."
"The ghost girl looked at his smug look, and her anger deepened. She didn't expect that after so many years, the man who did the evil hadn't repented at all.
This time, she didn’t take the approach of dreaming, but directly took the approach of hallucination experience.”
Huang Ping, lying in bed, saw the dust rushing towards him. Even though he told himself that it was fake, the real feeling of suffocation made him slowly doubt whether he was really safe.
When the fishy-smelling soil entered his mouth and nose, his faith collapsed. He changed his calm appearance and began to struggle violently.
The rope that he had just used to protect his safety became his lifeline. In order to make it easier to untie it the next day, Huang Ping deliberately chose a sliding rope. In his panicked struggle, the originally slipknotted rope became a dead knot.
As more and more dirt was poured in, Huang Ping felt that his stomach was full of dirt. When the dirt filled his body, his eyes began to bulge outwards, and blood flowed from his mouth, nose, and corners of his eyes.
The female ghost looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction. She put her hand on the ground, and a bunch of white worms crawled out of her hand, gnawing at Huang Ping's flesh and blood frantically.
In less than an hour, all his flesh and blood was eaten away, leaving only a pile of bones.
When it was slightly bright, the female ghost dropped a drop of yellow water on Huang Ping, and the special marks just now disappeared.
Huang Lin was still terrified: "She came over to me again, put her hand to her mouth and made a 'hush' gesture."
"The next day, when I woke up, I heard the news that Uncle Huang had passed away. I then realized that everything in my dream was real and that Uncle Huang had really been killed by a female ghost.
I wanted to tell his family all this, but then I thought about the ghost's actions. I was afraid that if I told her, she would come to take revenge on me at night, so I kept it to myself.
[I understand. If I were to encounter such a situation, I wouldn't tell anyone. After all, the ghost girl's behavior is too brutal.]
[I have an idea. Could the female ghost have also been buried alive? She wants to find someone to experience the pain of her death.]
"I thought Uncle Huang was dead and the matter was over, but I unexpectedly showed up at Uncle Huang An's house that night."
Huang An looked at the woman in front of him and remembered what Huang Ping had said to him last night: "Huang An, that woman is back for revenge, you should be careful."
He waited anxiously all night, and when he heard the news of Huang Ping's sudden death, he knew that his death was not far away.
He knelt on the ground and said, "Girl, it was all our fault ten years ago. We shouldn't have been so obsessed with money that we endangered your life.
But I am almost sixty years old and I don’t have many years left to live. Please let me go. After I die, I will work like a slave for you.”
The female ghost didn't answer him, but waved her hand in front of his eyes. Huang An seemed to be possessed and walked towards the second floor.
He walked away, saying, "I'm sorry, my bad."
He slowly walked to the railing, groped his way out, stretched out his hands, and suddenly leaned back. With a "bang", a large amount of blood flowed from under his body.
"The next day, I heard the news that Uncle Huang An had fallen from the building. Seeing his family crying, I was deeply tormented."
"From the dreams I've had these past two nights, I've deduced that I'm the medium through which she can take revenge. As long as we don't meet at night, she won't be able to commit the crime.
I didn't sleep that night. Nothing bad really happened in the village. Before I could even start to rejoice, I realized my soul had left my body again.
"This time, I appeared at the bridgehead. When Uncle Huang Shun came over with a car full of people, the stones that had been lying on the side of the road began to slowly roll towards the middle of the road.
When the car was about to turn, the stone rolled under the tire. The car lost its balance and drove under the bridge.
I saw clearly that the car should have tilted to the right, but the woman tried to stop it, and it hit the uncle's leg.
After the uncle was hit, he stared straight at the bridge, his head covered in sweat. I think he also saw the figure of the female ghost.
[The keyword "revenge" indicates that this female ghost's actions are targeted, and the other villagers should be safe.]
[I agree. If the retaliation is indiscriminate, there should be other victims in the village in two days.]
But this doesn't make sense. Ten years ago, this little brother was probably only four or five years old. What kind of hatred could there be between them? She kept letting her brother watch such horrifying scenes.
Su Yan looked at Huang Lin: "Then why do you think she insisted on letting you watch them being punished?"
Huang Lin swallowed his saliva and said, "Because I saw her being buried alive with my own eyes, and I didn't save her."
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