Late at night, around three o'clock in the morning.
In the ancestral hall of the Zhou family, Zhou Ze and Xia Weilan were leaning against the door, looking bored.
Late at night, a man and a woman, a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, were in the same room. There was no one around. It was clearly a good time, but they could not do anything.
Zhou Ze was a man with a sense of shame. He could not possibly applaud Xia Weilan in front of the Zhou family's ancestral tablets. It was too embarrassing. He could not do such a thing.
Besides, Xia Weilan would definitely not be happy about it.
Even though forcing a melon was not sweet, it could quench one's thirst, but Zhou Ze and Xia Weilan had developed some feelings for each other now. He would not go against Xia Weilan's wishes. Zhou Ze was not that kind of person!
As for why Zhou Ze and Xia Weilan had feelings for each other, it was only natural that they would develop feelings for each other over time.
Looking at the moon that was gradually covered by the dark clouds outside, the sparse moonlight sprinkled down. The faint and continuous night wind made the already dark ancestral hall even more sinister.
However, this was a very comfortable weather for ghosts, especially the cold and gloomy temperature in the ancestral hall. Xia Weilan sat comfortably on the ground and even stretched her body to show off her exquisite curves.
Zhou Ze yawned as he looked at the flickering candle.
Xia Weilan looked at Zhou Ze in surprise.""Zhou Ze, you're a ghost. Are you scared?”
Zhou Ze rolled his eyes at Xia Weilan and said,""I'm not afraid of you. I'm yawning, okay?”
"Ghosts can yawn?" Xia Weilan was surprised.
"Why not? Don't forget, we have to pretend, hide, and pretend to be no different from normal people. Therefore, not only do we have to yawn, but we also have to shower, sleep, and learn to rest. Later on, we have to drink and eat.”Zhou Ze said.
Xia Weilan pursed her lips and said," My body is perfect now. Besides, she's a fairy. How can a fairy eat and drink?"”
"Oh? Are you drinking dew?" Zhou Ze smiled.
"Not only does he drink dew, but he also doesn't need to go to the toilet!”Xia Weilan said proudly.
Zhou Ze was speechless. Indeed, many otakus 'goddesses did not fart or go to the toilet because they were gods. How could that be? Dew!
Zhou Ze smacked his lips when he saw how proud Xia Weilan was and said,""I'm a little sleepy."
"Are you sleepy?" Xia Weilan looked at Zhou Ze in surprise.
"What's wrong? Couldn't he recall the feeling of being a human?”Zhou Ze asked.
Xia Weilan pouted and did not say anything. She huddled together and leaned against the door with a bored expression.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew over and blew out the candles that had just been lit not long ago. The already dim ancestral hall suddenly fell into a dead silence. At this time, the moon had been completely covered by dark clouds, and no moonlight shone in.
The cold wind blew against the door, making a creaking sound. The shrill sound of the wind constantly passed through the cracks in the wall, making a hair-raising sound.
The atmosphere in the entire ancestral hall suddenly became strange.
Xia Weilan could not help but shiver. She curled up into a ball and looked terrified.
Zhou Ze looked at Xia Weilan in surprise and asked,""I say, you're a ghost. What are you afraid of? Who's afraid of ghosts?"
"I, I'm not afraid? This, this is what it feels like to be a human!”Xia Weilan pursed her lips. How could she admit that she was afraid?
Zhou Ze pursed his lips. He did not want to say anything else. He just wanted to let Xia Weilan get used to it so that she would not be at a loss if she encountered any special situations in the future.
Suddenly, another gust of wind blew. The people in the photos on the tablets smiled strangely again. They opened their creepy eyes and looked at Zhou Ze and Xia Weilan. In just a few seconds, the photos on the Hundred Spirit tablets changed.
A blood-red dot appeared on the forehead of the person in the photo. These black and white photos seemed to have suddenly been dyed with color, with an additional touch of blood.
The stiff faces turned hideous. They grinned and laughed silently as if they were mocking the arrogance and ignorance of the people in the ancestral hall. Their eyes, which were so strange that they could drive people crazy, kept moving their eyes as Zhou Ze's head moved.
When Zhou Ze lowered his head, the roof of the ancestral hall started bleeding again.
Drip, drip, drip, the blood kept dripping onto the green brick floor, creating tiny blood flowers amidst the sound of dripping, dripping, dripping.
The round drops of blood fell to the ground and instantly bloomed, soaking the ground. The blood dripped faster and faster, and gradually, like a tap that was turned on, sticky blood continuously flowed out.
Zhou Ze felt as if his forehead was hit by a cold liquid. It was cold and wet. He raised his hand and saw that the red color was still eye-catching even in the dark, abyss-like shrine. It was even a little glaring.
Zhou Ze frowned. He looked at Xia Weilan, who was on high alert. He shook his head and looked at the spirit tablet behind him.
In an instant, the people in the black and white photos on the hundreds of spirit tablets all grinned silently. No matter how one looked at them, their eyes were incomparably strange. Such an absurd plot made people fall between reality and distortion, and they unconsciously went crazy.
Suddenly, a malevolent claw shot out from one of the tablets. Then, the tablet on the other side shook and a second claw shot out. Finally, the head, which was wet and covered with crooked yellow teeth, slowly squeezed out from the tablet in the middle.
It was like Sadako suddenly appearing on a black-and-white television. Her slow movements were like those of a primitive video recorder, frame by frame. It was enough to make everyone's heart beat wildly, sweat profusely, and then die of fright.
Zhou Ze stood there in a daze as he stared at the ghost that had suddenly appeared in front of him. It was as if he was scared out of his wits.
The ghost approached Zhou Ze with a grin on its face. In the end, it was right in front of Zhou Ze. Its twisted claws that looked like spider legs grabbed Zhou Ze's cold body tightly. Then, it pressed its disgusting head against Zhou Ze's chest.
Suddenly, the ghost was stunned. Why did this person not have a heartbeat? Did he not have a heart?
He checked again. There was no heartbeat, no breathing, no temperature. It was as if he was dead.
But this person's eyes were clearly open.
The ghost pressed its head against Zhou Ze's chest again to test his heart. However, Zhou Ze could not help it.
Zhou Ze looked at the ghost with a frown and said coldly,""You, have you pasted enough?"
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