Who is my upstairs

Chapter 15 The Paper Man

Chapter 15 The Paper Man
The high-heeled shoes stepped on the water-logged ground, splashed onto Yang Xiaofan's trousers, and wet his entire ankle, feeling very cold and uncomfortable.But Yang Xiaofan didn't dare to stop, he just wanted to hurry back, take a hot shower, and sleep well.

There is no one on the road in the suburbs, and the wind and rain fall on the fields on both sides of the road. Everything is so bleak and cold.

The woman in white appeared in front of Yang Xiaofan again, she didn't go far, but stood in the middle of the road.

This time, it is neither forward nor backward.

Yang Xiaofan could only grit his teeth, break through the fear in his heart, bite the bullet and continue to move forward against the slanting rain.

Soon Yang Xiaofan walked behind the woman, who was still standing motionless in the rain.

Hesitating for a while, Yang Xiaofan only felt a gust of wind blowing over his face, the woman suddenly turned her head, revealing a soft smiling face, her long peach eyes narrowed into slits.

The woman's face was pale, with a pointed chin, a small cherry mouth, and a pair of red phoenix eyes looking at Yang Xiaofan captivatingly.

But upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a paper man with an umbrella.This kind of paper figurine is usually made by the family in order to pay homage to the dead, and is finally burned to the dead after the sacrifice.

I don't know who is so boring, put a paper-made person in the middle of the road...

Probably the wind had blown her paper neck back, making it look like she was turning her head to look at her.Yang Xiaofan was completely dumbfounded, she stared blankly at the paper figurine for a few seconds and did not see anything special.

Yang Xiaofan continued to move forward for a few steps, and just a few steps past the paper-stitched person, a biting wind blew behind him, and Yang Xiaofan suddenly felt as if his whole body fell into a hole in the ice.

A woman's sharp sneer sounded from behind: "Yan Wang let you die in the third watch, you can't survive the fifth watch. He made you run away last night, do you still want to live tonight?"

Yang Xiaofan's mind is full of the screaming of the soul outside the house last night, it...it...tonight... still wants to come!

Yang Xiaofan's calves were convulsed and weak due to excessive tension, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and every step was heavy and slow.She thought to herself that if she went on like this, she would have to go crazy with fright. Instead of living like this, she might as well see what was causing the trouble.

On the spot, Yang Xiaofan mustered up the courage to turn his head and look behind him, but the paper-wrapped woman was gone, and on the ground in front of him was a weird clay pot, holding it in his hand was like holding a piece of frozen ice.

No matter how you look at this thing, it looks like the one in the vinyl record cabinet of Li's ancestral home. Not only the shape and color are the same, but the holes drilled are the same size.

Why is there one on the road?
Curiosity arose in Yang Xiaofan's heart, this time he opened the lid of the clay pot, and carefully looked inside the pot, there were many unknown characters tattooed on the inner wall of the pot.

Yang Xiaofan couldn't understand any of them, it looked a bit like oracle bone inscriptions, but Yang Xiaofan wasn't sure, it was mostly cuneiform.

Just as he was about to close the lid, a gap in the handle of the umbrella slid out a wound on Yang Xiaofan's fingertips, and the blood from the wound happened to drip into the jar.

An unbelievable scene happened. The weird clay pot seemed to be alive. It sucked the blood into the inner wall and disappeared without a trace.

Yang Xiaofan tried to use clay pots to hold water, and the rainwater leaked from the bottom of the pot without a trace except leaking from the hole.

Clay pots in heavy rain seem to have the function of self-absorbing water, absorbing rainwater endlessly, and always look dry.

It should be the material of the clay pot itself, with its own water seepage function, it seems to be missing, but it is actually drained from the hollow, Yang Xiaofan thought silently.

(End of this chapter)

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