Who is my upstairs

Chapter 14 The Woman with the Umbrella

Chapter 14 The Woman with the Umbrella

After waiting at the platform for about half an hour, he got on the bus going back. It was almost dark, Yang Xiaofan looked at the time on his phone and knew that this bus should be the last bus.

There were no passengers on the bus, only Yang Xiaofan and the driver.

Yang Xiaofan was bored and used his mobile phone to surf the Internet, and a piece of news was updated on his mobile phone QQ, which reported a traffic accident.

The heavy rain caused some landslides in the outskirts of the city. A bus was buried by the sudden landslide on the way to the city, and all four people on board were killed.

There was also a photo of the driver in the accident, Yang Xiaofan saw how familiar this person was, after a few more glances, she suddenly recognized the person in the photo.

The cold fingers couldn't help trembling, Yang Xiaofan silently turned off the phone screen, and looked out the window where the rain was pouring.

The bus that had an accident was the one that Yang Xiaofan ran into the black cat when he was going there. After the driver killed the cat, Yang Xiaofan still remembers the cursing expression on his face.

If everything is a coincidence, then this coincidence is too bizarre.

The driver made three stops before the car turned off.

The driver got out of the car to check it, and immediately called the emergency repair station of nearby vehicles, and asked the people in the repair station to come to repair it, and then turned around and asked Yang Xiaofan to get out of the car and figure out what to do.

It was already past six o'clock in the evening, Yang Xiaofan was walking on the road with an umbrella, the rain curtain blurred the scenery in front of him.

Yang Xiaofan walked forward stepping on the stagnant water in the rain, the back of a woman in white clothes slowly appeared in front of him, she was holding an umbrella, walking forward faintly.

I don't know if it's because the rain screen is too blurry, Yang Xiaofan can't see her feet for a while, she is a little scared, so she deliberately puts her feet full.

The cold wind around him made Yang Xiaofan shrank his neck in thin clothes.

The woman was wearing a white dress, the skin on her back was very white, and her hair was long and straight, reaching to her waist.

In the rain curtain, she could only see the position above her ankles, but her ankles were always erratic in the rain curtain, but she couldn't see her feet.

And she seems to be deliberately slowing down to wait for Yang Xiaofan, her forward speed is even slower than Yang Xiaofan's.

But soon, the white figure walked a distance in front of Yang Xiaofan and disappeared into the rain.There is no fork in the road ahead, and there is no turn, but the people just disappear!

Just when Yang Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a chill blowing from the back of his neck.

It felt like the cold air in the air conditioner blowing out from the mouth of a dead person, with a cold and corrupt smell, Yang Xiaofan felt as uncomfortable as goose bumps all over his body.

Yang Xiaofan's old mother, Zhuo Acai, is an extremely superstitious old lady. Zhuo Acai told Yang Xiaofan since she was a child that there are three life lamps on a person's body, each of which is lit by the true fire of Samadhi.The life lamp on the forehead is the brightest. It is best to show your forehead when walking alone at night, so that all evils will not invade.

If a person is walking on the road and someone calls you from behind, or you feel that there is something behind you that attracts you to turn your head, you just need to turn your head, and the true flame of Samadhi on that shoulder will be extinguished.The yang energy in the person will be weakened, and it is easy to be possessed by evil spirits.

And Yang Xiaofan was born on the [-]th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, his body is too yin, and he has to pay more attention to such things than ordinary people, so Yang Xiaofan never dared to let his bangs cover his forehead.

At this time, even Yang Xiaofan, who doesn't believe in ghosts, didn't dare to turn his head, and ran forward desperately.

(End of this chapter)

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