The general's wife took her child on the road to exile

The chief of the police, Feng Dahe, stroked his forehead with his hand. He had a headache for no apparent reason. The trivial matters at the Duwei Mansion recently made him irritable.

Feeling a little thirsty, Feng Dahe reached out and picked up the blue and white teapot on the table. He opened his mouth and drank from the spout of the teapot.

Feng Chatou drank half a pot of cold tea and casually flipped through the prisoner record book.

It's marked with the date...

Who...in which village...

Whether you behave well or not, whether you serve your sentence honestly and work hard or cheat and play tricks...

As Feng Dahe was flipping through the book, he began to feel sleepy. Five breaths later, the notebook in his hand fell to the ground with a "thump". He leaned his head on the back of the armchair with his feet still on the table.

In the dream...

The chief of the police, Feng Dahe, was walking in a place that was pitch black. He looked outside as hard as he could... He couldn't see clearly what was more than one meter around him.

The place where he stepped was as soft as cotton, and Feng Dahai heard the sound of wind whistling in his ears...and some sounds like people crying, and more like the whimpering sound of wind blowing through the woods.

Feng Dahe walked forward, wondering where this was.

Why is the visibility so low? The whimpering sounds more like a woman's low crying.

Feng Dahe suddenly got goose bumps. He felt like someone was blowing air on the back of his neck. Who was it?

Feng Dahe immediately reached for his sword, and his hand felt something cold and sticky. Feng Dahe felt that the mucus on his hand smelled of blood. Suddenly Feng Dahe realized that he had touched human blood.

Feng Dahe's scalp tingled and he swallowed nervously. The chief of the police, Feng Dahe, turned around and looked at the gray figure behind him. He... "Ah...ah...you..."

Feng Dahe was shocked...

There was a human-shaped figure behind him, with her feet hanging in the air, about twenty centimeters from the ground.

This thing looks like a human, but it doesn't have human facial features, and its entire face is like the undulating surface of a lake.

A sticky liquid continued to flow down the surface of her body.

This thing emitted waves of consciousness, and her thoughts floated into Feng Dahe's mind... Feng Dahe trembled nervously... He actually understood it.

The spirit said that she was the headless female corpse in Huaishu Village. Her head was missing and she needed the chief of the police, Feng Dahe, to find it for her.

Her sneer echoed repeatedly in Feng Dahai's mind.

She scared the selfish and cold Feng Dahe so much that his hands trembled unconsciously and he felt like he was going to faint.

But now it was like someone was pushing him from behind. Feng Dahe wanted to fall down... but he couldn't. What was even more strange was that he wanted to close his eyes... but it didn't work. He couldn't even control his eyelids.

Feng Dahe didn’t know what was happening to him?

He was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. Finally, Feng Dahe remembered the spell his father had told him:

"All demons...are destroyed...Golden light protects...me...Supreme...?...break...the law."

Feng Dahe kept repeating the life-saving spell in his mouth. He had forgotten how many times he had recited it. He found that the sticky thing without facial features... disappeared.

He just took a breath and stopped chanting the "Demon-killing Spell" when Feng Dahai suddenly found this evil and terrifying dirty thing suddenly appearing on his left.

He quickly chanted the spell, and Feng Dahe realized that after he had chanted for a long time, the evil thing disappeared. Just as Feng Dahe was thinking that the evil thing had been eliminated by him, Feng Dahe was about to take a breath, and the thing appeared again not far from him.

Feng Dahe screamed in fear, and he turned and ran...

In an instant, Feng Dahe felt a creepy feeling, and sweat broke out on his body. The clothes on his back were wet. While running, Feng Dahe looked back... He found that the evil creature behind him was slowly floating behind him.

He ran thirty meters and the thing floated thirty meters.

Keep some distance from him.

Feng Dahe breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that the evil thing could not touch him. Feng Dahe stopped running away. He felt that there was no need to run away since she didn't dare to touch him anyway.

Just when Feng Dahe thought that the sticky and weird guy would not come near him.

He stood there without reciting the "demon-killing spell".

In front of Feng Dahe's eyes... the spirit without facial features suddenly appeared. She suddenly... floated in front of Feng Dahe, and her cold, sticky, and smelly liquid face pressed against Feng Dahe's face.

For a moment, Feng Dahe was so frightened that his soul almost flew out. He felt it was too terrifying. This thing was not close to him just now, so why was it suddenly close to him now?

He waved his hand and hit, but Feng Dahe found that he had missed.

He hit nothing.

Feng Dahe became even more frightened.

It turns out that those ancient stories about evil spirits that my dad told me were actually true.