长篇鬼故事 - 古墓捡个鬼

九

“赵央，上一世是你陷害了未几，这一世你又诓我和你设计未几，可你只是枉费心机，我不会喜欢你，生生世世都不会。”

沈照看着坐在病床上，半边脸抱着纱布的赵央，就这么用平静的语调说着。

他再清醒过来，已经是傍晚，落日余晖钻进了房间里，仿佛白天发生的一切只是一场梦境般，书桌前的椅子上，只有被烧成了灰烬的木偶和她的……长命锁。

他就像被抽空了所有的力气一般，瘫软在地上，面上疲惫又难过，而他的不远处，赵央趴在地上昏迷着，左脸是一大块烧伤的痕迹。

他不知道在他被赵央打晕后发生了什么，但想必是未几最后做了小小的反击吧。

赵央眼里闪过慌乱，“沈照，你在说什么，我怎么听不懂，那个女鬼死了，我们该高兴才是。”

沈照捏了捏鼻梁，“赵央，我记得你们赵家人在十八岁时会开天眼，幸运的会得到前世的记忆，想必你就是其中一个吧，所以你在看到未几时反应才会那么大，因为你怕我又喜欢上她，然后你为了让我下定决心和你一起对付未几，就捏造出了未几为了夺回长命锁又再次杀人的谎言，你又把从陈姓富商那得来的长命锁放到荒宅，让她去拿，彻底让我误会了未几……”

他呢？刚愎自用，不向未几求证还在她问自己原因时讽她。他早该知道，她有多么实心眼，答应的事就不会反悔。

她说不会再杀人，他怎么还会因为怕留下她，造太多杀戮就答应赵央一起对付她呢。

“沈照，不是的……”

“赵央，上一世你喜欢我，所以才借着我大哥突然暴毙的事陷害未几，可你机关算尽，也不会算出，我就算孤苦一人也不会再与任何人在一起。这一世也一样。这两世你我都是青梅竹马，所以我放过你，但我此后都不想再看到你。”

沈照说完，就径直站起身来往外走，把赵央可怜的呼喊关在门内。

他靠着墙壁，把贴身的长命锁拿了出来贴在胸口，长长地叹了口气，赵央毁了容就已经是最大的报应了，那他呢，又该是孤苦一世了吧。年少时，他曾好奇问过姻缘，得到的却是一个“孤”，他那时还笑算命师是神棍，却不想一切有因皆有果。

Introduce:One this one evening, night is late already. After Shen Zhao returns the home, sleep immediately, he is honest too tired, the mysterious barrow from hill is gone to by discovery up to now in a few days, it is good that he inspects to had not slept as archaeological professor the leader of a sports team become aware. This shut-eye sleeps not smooth and steadily however, half dream wakes partly he is taut the quilt also cannot keep out the penetrative chill in the room, after one's death more resembling is to sticking ice cube, freeze so that he crossed a body, between bazoo immediately by hover of faint scent of a peach blossom, he is opened absentmindedly open one's eyes. Entering an intent is the face of a piece of woman. Shen Zhao is frightened so that drop issued a bed, it is psychedelic that end vertebra is in the aching feeling that transmits to let him cannot persuade everything what happen at the moment, "Who are you? " his sound shakes. Can ground of without anybody knowing it is stuck in his back, not be psychedelic be …… bumps into ghost. As expected Shen Zhao sees her buoyant in suspension is in half sky, resembling is very long had not said a word like, say slowly slow, "Not a few. " say honest, she grows not awfully, can saying even is good-looking. Labial red tine is white, far Shan Meidai, taking classic woman's peculiar Qing Ling, what she wears is gas of happy event of a make public is fiery marry the garment, but unluckily her the whole body is temperamental special cold and cheerless. When saying him name, infatuate boundless and indistinct is taken on her face, did not kill meaning. Shenyang asks hesitantly according to this ability, "What do you want to work? " her occurrence allows whole room as ice house, think of she lies in night of his back most, shenyang is illuminated or cannot help an aversion to cold. "You saved me, you can help me. " resembling is the doubt that sees Shen Zhao, cry not the female ghost of a few says again, "In the grave, your hematic drop arrived on my face, I woke. My long-lived lock was done not have. " ground of her without rhyme or reason is saying, but Shen Zhao is clear however, he needs because of what be research recently, had entered that by thief of rob a tomb " patronage " the mysterious barrow that pass, the draw in barrow is worn the mural of lifelike, looking to go out however is which face which are acting, an ashes of the dead was enclothed in bier, still one is cover fragile those who be like a scrip is red marry the garment, be afraid of is worthy thing was gone by pilfer. grave advocate be her? Can follow host one case of be buried with the dead is master before one's death most treasure, have most hold the thing that miss. "I can help you find a thing, ask you to go back to await patiently. " he is in when going in by the branch cut around face, he objects at that time, the hematic drop that did not think of not to take care to drip to go up in ashes of the dead however can let him bring back a soul. The ancient objects that should search to be walked along by pilfer is not simple, it is to perfunctory composition is in in Shen Zhao word. His word falls, at the moment thrill through a red, the five fingers of female ghost iciness already closely clutch lived his neck, her sound is manic, in a twinkle of the breath on the body becomes ruthless and cruel, "My grave let you dig, I am returned