That dream was truly too realistic. Yang Qianyun's body was trembling as she threw herself into the embrace of her husband, Old Third Fan. There was still not a single trace of warmth. The scene of the woman in red hanging on the beam echoed in her heart for a long time, unable to disperse.
Fan Lao San was more than half awake from his drunken stupor. He patted Yang Qianyun on the shoulder and softly consoled her, "Qianyun, what happened? Did you have a nightmare?"
Yang Qianyun's body was trembling. Like a kitten, she nestled into Fan Lao San's embrace and said with a trembling voice, "Third Brother …" I'm afraid... I dreamt that there were footsteps pacing up and down the hall, and then I got up to look … "Then..." All he saw was a woman dressed in red hanging from the ceiling beam. She … She stretched out her tongue for a long time, then suddenly opened her eyes and smiled at me … And then I woke up with a start... Third Brother... Do you think anyone has died in this house? He doesn't want us to live in this house... "Number three, I'm really scared …"
Qiuyun, it's just a nightmare, how can there be such evil things. Everyone says that you have thoughts during the day and dreams during the night, but during the day, our mother would say that you must have been thinking too much. Furthermore, you've been very tired recently, so you had this kind of dream. Fan Lao San consoled.
Yang Qianyun nodded. She also felt that her husband's words made some sense. At this moment, she no longer felt afraid. She snuggled into Old Fan's embrace and once again fell into a deep sleep.
However, not long after the sleeping Yang Qianyun closed her eyes, the sound of footsteps from the living room resounded in her ears once more. Tick, tap, tap …
Then, the woman in red appeared in her dreams once more. She was still hanging on the roof beam, her body swaying back and forth. Then, she opened her eyes and grinned maliciously at her.
In the morning, Fan Lao San had already finished washing up, but Yang Qianyun still hadn't gotten up. He was called out by Fan Lao San, and Fan Lao San also felt that it was a bit strange. In the past, it was his wife who had gotten up first and made breakfast, waiting for the whole family to come over to eat, but today was an exception.
Perhaps it was because she was too tired and hadn't slept well last night, Fan Lao San thought.
After getting out of bed, Yang Qianyun's face was pale. Her complexion looked terrible, and she looked as if she had aged quite a few years.
Even when he walked, he felt light and light, his body swaying back and forth.
Fan Xian felt that his wife was ill, so he advised her to stay at home and rest for a day while he went to the factory to ask for sick leave. But since Yang Qiuyun refused, she suddenly felt a little afraid of this old house.
When Yang Qianyun had finished washing up, he walked into the main hall and subconsciously looked towards the location where the red-clothed woman had hung on the house beam in his dream. With just a single glance, he couldn't help but scream in fear as his body went limp and fell onto the ground.
This scream frightened the whole family. At the same time, Fan Lao San and his mother-in-law ran to the main hall and saw Yang Qianyun fall to the ground, her entire body trembling as she began to sob.
Fan Lao San pulled Yang Qianyun up and asked with concern, "Qianyun, what's wrong with you now?"
Yang Qianyun raised his head, cried like a pear blossom, pointed at the beam and said, "Third brother …." Third Brother... The dream I had last night was real... Look, there's a hanging rope here. The woman in red I dreamt of last night was hanging here … This... "There's a ghost in this mansion …"
When Fan Xian looked up, he really did see a hemp rope hanging from a beam. The rope was hanging down, and there was even a loop of rope beneath it. It really did look like a rope for hanging.
Seeing this situation, even Fan Lao San was startled. He was still thinking, how come I didn't notice this rope yesterday?
However, Fan Lao San quickly calmed himself down and comforted Yang Qianyun, "Qiuyun, don't be afraid, who said you could use this rope to hang yourself? In the past, poor families ate a lot of food, but they were afraid that they would bite the rat, so they hung a rope from the house beam. Under the rope, there was a basket full of food.
Hearing Fan Lao San's explanation, the fear in Yang Qianyun's heart didn't lessen. She felt that this explanation wasn't enough to convince her that the woman in red from her dream last night was hanging here. There must be a ghost girl in this mansion …
At this moment, the mother-in-law walked over with the child in her arms. The child's dark eyes were still fixed on the rope hanging from the beam of the house. He even issued a giggle, as if someone was playing with him.
The grandma squatted down and looked at Yang Qianyun with her slightly cloudy eyes. She asked, "Qianyun, what kind of dream did you have last night?"
Qiao Yun tremblingly recounted what she had dreamt of last night to her mother-in-law. She told her that she had dreamt that there were footsteps in the middle of the night in the living room. She had also dreamt of a woman wearing red clothes hanging on a beam, smiling at her.
After listening to Yang Qianyun talk about this dream, the grandma's face suddenly became solemn. After pondering for a moment, she said, "So you also heard the sound of footsteps …."
Upon hearing his mother-in-law's words, Yang Qianyun immediately quivered. She asked, "Grandma …." What do you mean? "
The old granny mysteriously said, "Last night, at the latter part of the night, I still hadn't fallen asleep. Maybe it was because I moved to my new home, but I wasn't used to it, so I heard footsteps in the living room, walking around. At that time, the old granny was still thinking," What are you two doing? "
Hearing Grandma say this, Yang Qianyun felt the same way. She grabbed Grandma's arm and said with a trembling voice, "Mother …." So it turns out that you heard it too. I was like you, listening to the footsteps for an entire night. Mother … Do you think there really is a ghost in this old house? "
The mother-in-law sighed and said, "That's not certain. From what the elders said, there are some old items in the house that have some spirituality over a long period of time. There might be some dirty things that are unwilling to be reincarnated and will not want to be reincarnated.
"Mother …" "What should we do? Why don't we move in instead?" Yang Qianyun was truly afraid.