Zi Ying'er's face froze, and she found that Mark's expression was not normal, so she asked in a low voice: "Is there anything dirty in there?"
Ye Fan smiled sadly and continued talking to himself.
"Although the thatched hut was locked, the lock had long been rusted. The captain couldn't bear it and kicked open the door of the thatched hut.
As soon as the door opened, there was no stench as expected inside, but it was actually very cold.
The captain took courage and finished relieving himself happily.
Just as I was about to go out, I suddenly tripped on something and almost fell. The roll of toilet paper also fell to the ground.
The captain quickly reached down and groped around, and finally picked up the toilet paper.
When he turned back to close the door, he suddenly saw a white silk hanging in the middle of the thatched house, and a person hanging on the white silk.
The man was wearing this white dress and his body was swinging in mid-air.
The captain was shocked and subconsciously rubbed his eyes.
But when I opened my eyes again, the thatched house was empty. Is there anyone there?"
Zi Ying'er shivered, and a chill hit her scalp, "You...are you going to tell ghost stories again?"
"Do you think I can tell ghost stories in a place like this?" Ye Fan asked in a sinister tone.
Zi Ying'er swallowed, "You...are you going to tell the truth again?"
Ye Fan smoked a cigarette and nodded slowly, "It's true."
"Stop joking, you just like to scare me!" Zi Ying'er wanted to know what happened next, but she was very scared, so her expression was very tangled.
"I'm not trying to scare you, you'll understand it gradually.
But he said that the captain was confused and thought he was deceived, so he returned to the construction site dormitory.
The so-called dormitory is actually a big tent with more than a dozen bunk beds stacked together, filled with all kinds of sweat and foot odors.
At this time, the workers were already fast asleep, snoring one after another. He was lying on the bed, thinking about the words of the village chief of Lijia Village during the day, still holding the roll of toilet paper in his hand.
Suddenly, the roll of toilet paper loosened its grip and stretched like a line all the way outside the dormitory.
Immediately afterwards, a gust of cold wind blew up the curtain door of the tent.
The captain looked at it and his scalp was numb with shock.
I saw the man whose neck was hanging from the white silk silk that I saw in the thatched house just now, rolling up the toilet paper at the other end and walking slowly towards the tent.
The captain could even see the man's face, and what frightened him even more was that there was a long, red tongue in that man's mouth!
The man stood at the door of the tent, sneering and turning his face.
He stared at the captain with his drooping eyes and let out bursts of sinister laughter.
The captain was completely stunned at the time and didn't know what to do, but the 'man' at the door of the tent still rolled up the paper on the ground and slowly walked towards the captain.
The paper falling on the ground is like his orbit.
He walked forward, walked around the table, slowly came to the bed, and quietly lifted up the mosquito net."
The more Ye Fan talked, the more excited he became, "The captain was scared to death, his eyes widened and motionless. Yes, yes, that expression is exactly the same as yours!"
Zi Ying'er's hair stood on end, she screamed, and angrily pushed Ye Fan, "You... please stop talking, okay?"
Ye Fan ignored her objection and continued: "The captain has realized that what he is holding is not toilet paper, but a long white silk ribbon.
The 'man' was standing at the head of the bed, wrapping the white cloth back around his neck bit by bit.
The captain saw that the white silk in his hand was getting shorter and shorter, and he became increasingly desperate.
At this moment, a young man sleeping in the lower bunk suddenly woke up.
He grabbed his stomach and climbed up. He vaguely saw the toilet paper in the captain's hand and snatched it away. He muttered, "What toilet paper should I use for sleeping?" and ran straight out of the tent.
The strip of white silk stretched out as the young man left, just like before, it was spread on the ground.
The 'man' smiled at the captain and followed Bai Ling out.
The captain was shocked, but he couldn't open his mouth at all.
After a while, he heard the young man's shrill scream.
However, his scream seemed to come from far away, and was soon covered by the snoring in the tent."
Having said this, Ye Fan finally stopped and looked directly at Zi Ying'er.
Zi Ying'er was stunned for a moment, her eyebrows twitching slightly, "Is that... that young... person dead?"
"Yes!
The next day, people found the young man dead in the thatched house. He was hung from the ridge of the roof by a piece of white silk!
The village chief of Lijia Village was frightened and fainted on the spot. The villagers hurriedly carried the village chief away and locked the thatched hut again.
Later, they invited an expert to use a special method to seal the thatched house.
After all these things happened last night, the captain of the factory team returned to the tent with a heavy heart.
Unexpectedly, he saw a roll of toilet paper lying on his bed!
That afternoon, the engineering team withdrew, and no one dared to repair the road again.
Therefore, the road from Lijia Village to Laowang Town is always full of potholes."
Zi Ying'er thought the story was over, and suddenly breathed out, "Ye Fan...how do you know so clearly? Could it be that you were the expert they invited at that time?"
"How is that possible!" Ye Fan laughed, "This is my first time here!"
"Then how did you..."
Ye Fan smiled lightly, "My father is a teacher and came here when he went to the countryside in his early years.
He told me that the reason why this road was called Longwang Road was because an ancient prince was buried in this mountain.
The Feng Shui here was very good, and it was filled with royal energy, so it was very prosperous for a time.
However, during the Republic of China, when warlords were fighting and collecting money, someone dug up the prince's tomb, destroyed the tomb veins, and returned the prince's bones to the wilderness.
This prince died young and was very resentful after his death. It turned out that there was a mausoleum covering him, so he could not go out to cause trouble. But with the tomb gone, he had no restraints and went around wreaking havoc.
People around Laowang Town were in dire straits, and even remained desolate for a long time.
Later, due to the islanders' war of aggression against China, the Nationalist Government had to rebuild Laowang Town as a military location.
Unexpectedly, this road cannot be repaired, and people often die inexplicably.
The general who was stationed here at that time invited a master to re-seal the prince with extremely yin and yang Taoist methods, built a thatched house on top, and ordered an army to guard it.
This army has stayed here, married and had children with local women, and multiplied and multiplied.
Their descendants, following the instructions from their ancestors, built this Lijia Village and guarded the prince from generation to generation."
Zi Ying'er suddenly realized, "That's it. Ye Fan, why do you say this so politely?"
"I want to remind you that this place is not safe and it's very late at night. Don't run around if you have nothing to do."
Zi Ying'er opened her mouth and hummed angrily.
"Then just say it. Why do you have to tell a ghost story to scare people...Isn't that thatched house sealed up? Is there anything dangerous here?"
Ye Fan lowered his head and gave a sinister laugh: "What happened decades ago, who knows if the seal was destroyed, don't you think so?"
"Ah!" Zi Ying'er's delicate body trembled suddenly, and she stretched out her hand to hit Ye Fan, "What's wrong with you? A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth!"
"Haha, I speak loudly and you listen carefully. You just have to be careful anyway." Ye Fan smiled and stopped talking.
After eating too much at night and being intercepted by gangsters, Zi Ying'er's spirit was particularly clear.
She was in a daze for a while and wanted to continue talking to Mark. Unexpectedly, he huddled in the back seat with his arms folded and dozed off.
"Hate!"
Zi Ying'er snorted, and suddenly her bladder bulged.
Suddenly, her expression changed, but she was too embarrassed to wake up Ye Fan, so she could only curl up in the cab with her belly covered.
After the story just now, Zi Ying'er was full of fear of the darkness outside the car window.
Let alone looking for a place to pee, she didn't even dare to open the car door.
Zi Ying'er was usually a pampered person, but she had never suffered such a crime. After holding it in for only ten minutes, she couldn't stand it anymore.
She gingerly picked up the flashlight and opened the door softly.
There was a cool breeze outside, and Zi Ying'er couldn't help but fold her arms, a thick layer of goosebumps rising up on her delicate skin.
"Damn it, it's all your fault..."
Zi Ying'er looked at Ye Fan, who was sleeping soundly, and angrily walked toward the bushes.
She didn't dare to get too close, for fear that Mark would wake up suddenly and see her embarrassment.
Zi Ying'er plucked up her courage, walked twenty or thirty meters, found a big tree in front of her, then took off her pants and squatted down.
The wind whistled in the mountains, and Zi Ying'er's ears stood up high. Under the extreme mental pressure, the urgent need to urinate was not as strong as before, and she could not urinate smoothly and conveniently for a long time.
Zi Ying'er was both shy and anxious.
Suddenly, there was a "rustling" sound coming from the bushes.
Suddenly, a chill ran up her spine, the napkin in her hand fell to the ground, and she seemed to hear a ghostly voice in her ears.
Zi Ying'er's scalp was numb, and she felt that the prince in white was hanging on the tree trunk behind him. He lowered his head, widened his eyes, and looked straight at herself, with his feet dangling in the air.
…
"Ahhhh!!!"
Zi Ying'er let out a miserable scream, her legs went limp and weak, and all her tense emotions were instantly released with the gushing urine.
Ye Fan was in a daze when he was suddenly woken up by Zi Ying'er's scream.
"Hey, what did that little girl do?" Ye Fan grinned.
The desolate mountains are a paradise for snakes, insects, rats and ants.
Listening to Zi Ying'er's frightened scream, she must have been bitten by a snake, right?
Ye Fan didn't think much, found the flashlight given by the enthusiastic driver, jumped out of the Porsche and ran towards the bushes.
I don't know how far this place is from the city. If an accident happens, Zi Ying'er hangs here, wouldn't she be able to escape the involvement?
"Zi Ying'er, what are you doing there!" Ye Fan saw the lights flickering in the grass not far away and ran over quickly.
Zi Ying'er suddenly shouted, "You...don't come over!"
"Why?" Ye Fan shook his head, pushed aside the grass involuntarily, and shined the flashlight, only to see Zi Ying'er squatting in panic on the north side of the big tree, with her snow-white butt exposed.
For a moment, both of them were stunned.
Zi Ying'er's face was red with embarrassment, her eyes were frightened and angry, and she was embarrassed and ashamed. Her little face was as straight as her dead father.