"My name is Gu Zhou, have you seen that person's appearance?" This little girl always reminds me of Liu Qian'er.

"No, I just think that person seems to have a very strong aura." Shen Que shook his head and said, "How can you see that? That is not something that normal people can see."

Shen Que smiled and said, "Because I have yin and yang eyes."

"Oh." I nodded. This is not surprising. Many people have Yin and Yang eyes.

But most people can't stand it.

"You look like a Taoist priest, right?" Shen Que looked at me and asked.

I nodded and said yes, I just went to Biyoutan to see if there were any ghosts.

"Besides, you lied. I saw you were almost knocked down by the man in the mist." Shen Que laughed at me without hesitation.

My face turned red and I said helplessly: "There's nothing we can do about it, I don't even know what it is."

"Doctors also need to pay attention to prescribing the right medicine! Although I am a Taoist priest, I still need to classify evil spirits."

"I'm just kidding you! Don't be angry, I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Shen Que even yawned as he spoke.

I thought to myself that you are not restrained at all. If I were a bad person, wouldn't you be in trouble tonight?

Fortunately, I am kind-hearted.

I asked Shen Que to sleep in the east side room, and gave her a bell. I told her that if anything unusual happened, the bell would ring, and then call me loudly, and I would rush over as soon as possible.

After all, this is the place where Liu Qian'er's coffin was laid. It's hard to say there won't be any dirt, and I also wanted to take the opportunity to explore the details of the coffin.

Shen Que took it and went to the room to sleep.

I also felt exhausted, so I went to my room and fell asleep.

About midnight, I heard the jingling of bells in Shen Que's room, and intermittent singing coming from nearby.

This reminds me of the village chief's words. It seems that the village is really haunted.

What I didn't expect was that although the bell in Shen Que's room kept ringing, she didn't respond at all.

I was afraid that she was in some danger, and I was even more afraid that she was the cause of the bell. During this time, I became mentally ill and became suspicious of everyone I saw.

I knocked hard on the door: "Shen Que, Shen Que, wake up!".

After knocking for a while but no sound, I was about to break the door in. Just then, Shen Que opened the door, almost knocking me out.

Shen Que actually wore underwear and had a tattoo on his shoulder, which made me blush.

However, she didn't notice anything unusual about me and asked sleepily: "What's wrong?"

I said, didn’t you hear the bell ringing all the time? Didn’t I ask you to call me when you heard the bell?

"Oh, I was too asleep to hear." Shen Que didn't care, but the bell stopped ringing again.

I felt strange, could it be that you were afraid of me?

"Listen...is someone singing?" I reminded Shen Que.

Shen Que was really very nervous. She squinted her eyes and listened for a while before saying, "It's true."

"Are you afraid? Are you afraid to come and take a look with me?" I turned my head away. Shen Que's hot figure was a bit too much for a vigorous young man like me.

However, we can also judge from the tattoos on her body that she and Liu Qian'er are not the same person. When Liu Qian'er was laid to rest, her adoptive mother wiped her body, and I accidentally caught a glimpse of her without any tattoos.

"Besides, there's nothing to be afraid of! Do you think my yin and yang eyes are in vain?" Shen Que turned around and went back to put on his clothes.

I admired Shen Que for being so brave. She actually wanted to see something that most people would avoid.

Shen Que and I carried lanterns and quickly rushed to the west end of the village.

The village was pitch dark and completely silent, except for the occasional barking of a dog.

The closer we get to the west end of the village, the brighter the singing becomes.

Moreover, the singing style was similar to that of Peking Opera. I couldn’t even tell whether it was a male or a female. The singing voice was sad and plaintive, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

My scalp felt numb for a while. Someone was singing Peking Opera in the middle of the night, and all the songs were in classical Chinese. Who wouldn’t be scared to hear this?

"What are you singing about? You listen to it with such gusto." I saw that Shen Que's face was filled with intoxication, and I thought that this girl's taste is quite special.

"Wangjiangting, you sing so well!" Shen Que praised.

"Come on, what have you been through? You are so familiar with Peking Opera." I was greatly surprised that she could sing such a desolate thing well.

Shen Que smiled and said nothing, and just asked her and me to hurry over and see who it was.

I said, who else could sing this kind of tune in the middle of the night, or in a cemetery? What could this be if it wasn't a ghost?

No normal person would do this.

Shen Que and I approached the cemetery in twos and twos. I was very alert with the peach wood sword in my hand.

What makes me even more frightened is that there is candlelight in the cemetery.

Shen Que and I found a mound of earth. I cautiously poked my head out and took a look, and found that the candlelight was coming from the candle placed on the tombstone.

White candles, dim candlelight, quiet tombstones, and desolate tunes can't help but make people feel chills on their spines and hairs standing on end.

These tombstones happened to form a circle, and there happened to be a person in the circle doing various weird actions, like a famous Peking Opera actress, with disheveled hair and no real face.
Chapter completed!