A white figure floats outside the second-floor window.

She had a bare head, maybe without the standard hair covering her face, so she didn't look too scary.

"My hair...where did you hide my hair!"

A spiteful voice came from her mouth, but the voice echoed in everyone's mind.

"You all deserve to die!"

She finally got out of the soul chain, and faced her own bare head.

What she cherished most during her lifetime was her long, shiny and smooth hair. Before her hair was cut off by those people, her hair reached her feet.

For this beautiful hair, she has to take care of it every day, her hair is her life!

For five years, she suffered from the pain of losing her hair every day.

Every time she was cut into pieces by the villagers, what she cared about most was not revenge, but getting her hair back.

The priest also heard her voice and quickly found a place to hide on the ground to reduce his presence.

Now that the function of the fog has not disappeared, he can't see his surroundings at all. If the big boss attacks him at this time, it will be over!

Fortunately, things are not that bad. The other party is currently thinking about his hair and has no time to deal with the priest.

"That thing is out!"

"It's over, we're all doomed!"

A woman was frightened when she heard this familiar voice, because she had also helped him cut his hair.

Now that the other party has come out, if she is discovered, she will be finished!

"Shut up!"

A woman next to her wanted to cover her mouth, fearing that she would say something that would attract the thing's attention.

It's a pity that neither of them can open their eyes now. She wants to cover her mouth, but she can't touch the other person's face.

His hand touched a man's bald head and he didn't take it back for a moment.

The bald white figure on the second floor also noticed them.

"It's been a long time no see. After so many years, you are living a very prosperous life!"

These fogs could not block her sight and had no effect on her at all. After all, they were just low-level props.

"It's not my fault, it's all the village chief's instigation!"

"Yes, it was all the village chief's idea."

The woman trembled and threw all the responsibilities to the village chief. The poor village chief who was still trapped inside would be so angry that he would vomit blood if he heard her words.

The key plot is here!

The priest thought to himself.

Try your best to minimize your presence. It would be embarrassing if you were discovered while watching a show.

"Don't shirk your responsibilities, all of you are accomplices!"

"Say! Where did you hide my hair!"

What she said was inconsistent with what she said. The woman was surprised that she wanted to kill her, and unexpectedly asked about her hair.

"I do not know…"

"Those hairs were sold to the businessman by the village chief. If you want to find them, ask the village chief, or ask the village chief!"

Speaking of which, the village chief was brought in later. How much he hated the village chief. At this time, he did not forget to put the blame on the village chief.

"You're crazy!"

The villagers around her were not as crazy as she was, and some couldn't help but speak out.

After all, it was the village chief who helped them get better in the past few years, and now they can't get over the hurdle of repaying kindness with enmity.

"I want to say, do you know how I have lived these years?"

"I wake up from nightmares every day. If it weren't for your instigation, I wouldn't be like this!"

Seeing other people using these things as a matter of course, she didn't feel uneasy at all. She felt it was unfair!

Why did she ask her to do it in the first place, so those people could just sit back and enjoy the results!

A hand grabbed her shoulder, causing her to scream.

"Who...who!"

"I finally caught you and made you talk!"

The man beat her to the ground. He was also one of the instigators who watched from the side and threatened them to cut their hair!

At this time, the fog slowly disappeared and everyone could open their eyes.

The moment the priest opened his eyes, he saw a bald woman floating in the air. Her face was blue and her white dress was stained with a lot of blood.

His eyes were empty, and a line of bloody tears flowed down.

But I don't know if it was because she had no hair, but her appearance did not frighten the priest.

It can be said that it is the least scary of all the ghosts the priest has seen.

She suddenly ducked behind the woman, grabbing the woman with one hand and the man who had just hit the woman with the other.

"Don't tell me!"

"My hair is in this village. If you don't send it over in one day, you will stay here forever!"

The priest knows that you should bear with him.

This was his main mission. If he hadn't had Karin's scepter, it would have been a delusion to take out the wooden hairpin in that room.

"But she could feel that her hair was in this village, but instead of looking for it herself, she asked us to go there!"

"I don't know if it's because of the restrictions imposed on her by the rules or because she can't enter the village chief's house."

The priest squatted on the ground, looking at her bald head and thinking.

No wonder the main mission is to find the owner of the hair, which is so weird. This is dead, I think it's still her hair.

The priest felt a little uncomfortable thinking about the hair all over the house in the village chief's house.

He felt that he would never want to see long hair in the future, and suddenly he felt that a bald head was quite pleasing to the eye.

"Can't think like that."

The priest quickly forgot this bad idea.

When the priest walked out of the village chief's house, he noticed that the hair stopped at the door of the village chief's house and did not follow him out.

"The task of just getting her hair to where she is is not going to be that simple."

The priest felt that he had overlooked something.

"Each of you only has one chance. If you don't bring all my hair, you will do so at your own risk!"

"Tomorrow night after dark, go to the old house and give me your hair."

He looked at everyone sinisterly, and if they agreed, he would crush the two people in his hands.

"I'll let you go once I get the hair."

Everyone below immediately agreed.

After hearing the satisfactory answer, she dropped the two people in her hands.

boom.

boom.

There were two sounds of hitting the ground.

The two of them fell to the ground without moving, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

But no one dared to go over to help them. It wasn't until she returned to the old house that anyone stood up.

"Are you guys OK."

"…………"

"Hurry up, she's still breathing."

The person closest to the woman checked her breathing and found that she was unconscious, and said quickly.

"Hurry up and see how the second pillar is doing!"

Look at the other person lying face down on the ground motionless.

"No, he's not breathing!"

An older villager found that he was not breathing.

"My son!"

An old lady cried and threw herself on him, with tears streaming down her face.

"Er Zhu, his mother, I'm sorry."
Chapter completed!