Ghost cave

  I don't understand what he means, what is it that I am not?

  The white fox remained calm for a long time before saying, "How could it be you? Junli."

  He knows my name, who is he?

  "A Li."

  That familiar voice, like a torch in an ice cellar, lit up all my hopes. He has come, my uncle.

  I turned around, Uncle stood behind me with his hands behind his back. Although my legs had already begun to numb, I struggled to get up and rushed into Uncle's arms. "I thought I'd never see you again, Uncle."

  Uncle gently patted my back and whispered in my ear, "It's okay now."

  Whether I had a nightmare, was possessed by an evil spirit, or was being haunted by a vengeful ghost at night, whenever I saw Uncle, he would tell me it's okay. With just three words from Uncle, I was convinced that everything was fine, because I trusted him so much.

  It's only when I'm with Uncle that I feel at ease, unafraid of any kind of ghost or monster. It's not because Uncle has extraordinary abilities, but rather, as long as I can be by his side, I'll have an unprecedented sense of security.

  "Master."

  A man's voice sounded behind me, I poked my head out of Uncle's arms and looked at the man in front of me, he knelt down in front of Uncle and gradually turned into a white fox with red eyes.

  I looked up at Uncle Ah.

  Uncle nodded to me, walked over to the soft couch where the white fox was just now, and sat down. The white fox followed behind him, jumped up and leaped into Uncle's arms, and Uncle gently stroked the white fox's head.

  I heard the screams, those ghostly women floating in mid-air, their mucus dripping to the ground one by one, their bodies gradually dissolving into a puddle of mucus, I forced myself not to vomit.

  Ran quickly to Uncle's side, looking at the goo all over the ground, "Uncle, this..."

  Uncle slowly stroked the white fox's fur, "This is a ghostly lair, they are all illusory ghosts."

  What's going on?!

  I drew closer to Uncle and asked, "Uncle, are there still many ghosts around here?"

  The uncle let out a snorting laugh and reached out to tap the tip of my nose, "This little girl, after going through so much, still afraid of ghosts like this."

  I muttered to myself, afraid is definitely afraid.

  Uncle said, "Xiao Bai has been surviving on the aura of the dead for hundreds of years. There is a lot of aura in the ghostly lair, so it's full of mucus here. Xiao Bai was lonely by himself, and he transformed the mucus into several maidservants to serve him."

  I got goosebumps all over my body, "Can't you use something else? Mucus is so disgusting."

  "Uncle smiled lightly, 'You came here, besides the mucus, did you see anything else?'"

  I have nothing to say, indeed, after coming here, everywhere is disgusting mucus, and there's nothing else.

  It seems I've discovered something, if I ask like this, Uncle will definitely say I'm slow-witted, but if I don't speak out, my heart will be uncomfortable, after all, under my usual thick skin, I still asked Uncle.

  "This white fox, is it the little white one Uncle said, is it Uncle's little demon?"

  A'ji replied calmly, "Finally smart for once."

  "But Uncle, isn't this white fox just a spirit fox? Why is it a little ghost?"

  Uncle's hand stroked the white fox's head, and I saw the white fox's red eyes staring at me, as if it felt that I shouldn't have asked such a silly question.

  Uncle said, "Xiao Bai has died once and is a ghost."

  I muttered, "In that case, it should be called a ghost fox instead of a spirit fox, what do you think, Uncle?"

  Uncle's mouth corners rose, and I saw the white fox's eyes became even more bloodshot, as if it was going to swallow me whole. But with Uncle here, I wasn't worried at all that the white fox would hurt me.

  Uncle threw the white fox into my arms, its fur brushing against my fingers, so smooth, I wanted to rub it with my face, but seeing the white fox staring at me with its eyes, I could only hold it tightly and follow Uncle.

  The white fox's body is light and agile, its fur is also smooth, and in winter it can even warm your hands!

  The first time I saw the little ghost raised by Uncle, this little ghost was just like that. As for being a ghost to Bai Hu, I wasn't afraid at all. Uncle said, "Little White is very clever and has him around, it will be much more convenient."

  I went up and said, "Uncle's meaning is, Xiaobai knows a lot of things?"

  "Uncle didn't even turn his head, 'What do you think, a spirit fox of several hundred years?'"

  I muttered that Xiaobai was a ghost fox, but Xiaobai didn't seem pleased when he heard it. Since transforming into a fox body, he hadn't spoken again. As we left the cave, I asked Uncle, "Why did Xiaobai stop speaking?"

  Uncle knocked on my head, "If a fox speaks in front of people, wouldn't it scare others to death?"

  I think Uncle Ah is right, so I won't ask these stupid questions anymore.

  Everything went smoothly after leaving Ximen River Bottom, no ghost, no dead body of the Han Dynasty, and no female corpse Liu Xiujun that made me think deeply.

  Out of the cave entrance that I had previously entered, the east began to turn white like fish scales, and daylight was approaching. For the first time, I felt that the night was so long.

  The original ridge was filled with corpses, as the sky brightened up, this place was just a cement road, where did the corpses come from? When I followed Uncle to step on this road, my back still felt a chill.

  As a rooster crowed, Ahui turned around and grabbed my hand, hastily walking towards that illusory bridge.

  I asked Uncle, "What's wrong?"

  Uncle's expression was somewhat flustered, and he hadn't even had time to respond to my words...