Chapter 57
"Okay, let me tell the truth, in your current state, you have encountered a ghost."

Li Shaohuang put the cool towel on the bedside table, helped Yang Xiaofan to lie down, tucked the quilt firmly, and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Yang Xiaofan warmly.

Yang Xiaofan bit his lip and asked: "Can I keep my feet?"

She had never heard of Ghost Catch Feet before, and she didn't realize how powerful it was. She just couldn't feel the existence of feet, and she was afraid in her heart.

Li Shaohuang hesitated for a moment, did not answer Yang Xiaofan's words directly, but asked Yang Xiaofan from the side: "Why did you suddenly pass out just now? When you passed out, blood and tears flowed from your eyes, you should have seen something unclean."

Even Li Shaohuang didn't dare to guarantee that her feet were fine, instead he talked about other things, Yang Xiaofan's heart went cold.

If you can't walk on your feet in the future and need a wheelchair to go everywhere, how will you spend the rest of your life?

She started from the time when she met the woman in red who crawled out of the kitchen, until her heart was synchronized with the high heels, and her body was dragged into the ground by ghostly hands.

After being silent for a while, Li Shaohuang held a cigarette in his mouth, but did not light it up. He bit it irritably for a while, and then slowly figured out some clues, then grabbed the cigarette with his hand and put it aside.

Li Shaohuang lifted the quilt under Yang Xiaofan's feet, gently massaged the bruised area a few times, the technique was somewhat similar to massage.

"How is it, do you feel it?" Li Shaohuang asked.

Yang Xiaofan nodded, "En".

Li Shaohuang then said: "Do you know? You didn't run into the toilet at all. When I found you, you were in a coma in the kitchen. The entrance to the basement happened to be right under you. Just remove the tiles on the upper floor, and you'll be able to walk away." It can go underground."

Feeling the warmth brought by Li Shaohuang kneading his cold ankle, Yang Xiaofan felt that his feet gradually became conscious.

Hearing Li Shaohuang say that he fainted on the floor tiles at the entrance of the basement, Yang Xiaofan already understood, and said: "What happened in my dream is not all real, but it is definitely not all hallucinations. Everything... everything may be the basement The yin energy inside is causing trouble... Did we invite the Kitchen God today to disturb them?"

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Li Shaohuang frowned and said, "You are haunted by a wave of resentment. I don't think Fu Yufang forgave you at all. Before she died, she attributed the death of the whole family to you. That's why this happened. Powerful resentment. But, don’t feel guilty, it’s not your teacher who wants to kill you now, but just an unconscious resentment.”

"I know." Yang Xiaofan seemed very rational. When she was dragged down and her life was almost hanging by a thread, she suddenly realized that the teacher had specially left a recording for her to find out the truth before she died. Why did she suddenly want to kill her again?

Maybe the teacher blamed her when he died, but he never really blamed her.

"Your heartbeat was in sync with the sound of the high heels just now, which means that you were soon brought into its world. Fortunately, your heartbeat diverged from the frequency of the high heels landing halfway through. The warmth in your heart, I think it should be It is the yang energy in me that dispels those unclean things. Those unclean things seem to be born to be afraid of people with a pure yang physique. I want to go down to the basement to see if there is any way to change the dark pattern in the basement .”

Li Shaohuang kneaded and massaged Yang Xiaofan's hand, it turned purple red from the cold, he gritted his teeth and endured it without making a sound.

Yang Xiaofan heard that Li Shaohuang wanted to go down to the basement, his heart seemed to miss a beat, and he objected: "No, the basement is so evil, how can you go down."

Suddenly, I saw Li Shaohuang's hands that were turning purple from the cold.

In desperation, Yang Xiaofan held Li Shaohuang's hand to prevent Li Shaohuang from touching the bruise on his foot, Li Shaohuang had no time to break free, and was firmly held by Yang Xiaofan's slender hand.

At that moment, Li Shaohuang blushed.

"It's so cold."

Yang Xiaofan was taken aback by the coolness of Li Shaohuang's palms, and immediately guessed that when Li Shaohuang was pinching her feet, his hands must have been entangled in her resentment, which made his hands turn purple from the cold.

She was very moved, and her nose suddenly became sour.

But the words of gratitude stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

"Sister Xiaofan, if it's the yin energy in the basement, let Fu Yufang's resentment entangle you. Just go to the basement and find out everything. The bruises on your feet will probably disappear by themselves..." Li Shaohuang was grabbed by Yang Xiaofan, The movement of pinching his feet with his hands could only stop, but his determination to go to the basement never wavered.

Yang Xiaofan calmed down, she and Li Shaohuang could not guarantee what dangers they would encounter when going down to the basement.

What if Li Shaohuang goes down and something happens?
There must be another way!
"Absolutely not!" Yang Xiaofan refused to give in, and just stared at Li Shaohuang in a stalemate.

"Let me go down and have a look, Xiaofan, I know you want to keep this foot. If you want, just listen to me, okay?" Li Shaohuang shrugged, took Yang Xiaofan's hand behind his back, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait... There must be another way, Li Shaohuang, if you believe me, stop." Yang Xiaofan stretched out his hand to hold Li Shaohuang, but fell off the bed and hit his knee on the ground, causing her to suffer a bit.

At this time, a cold feeling came from her lower abdomen, and her calf muscles were in pain. She clutched her belly hard, and beads of sweat dripped from her forehead.

Hearing the sound of Yang Xiaofan falling from the bed in the room, Li Shaohuang turned back and hugged Yang Xiaofan helplessly, only then did he realize that Yang Xiaofan's body was abnormally cold.

There were bead-sized beads of sweat on her forehead, and she was covering her belly with her hands, trembling uncomfortably.

His lips were already pale and his eyes were gone, and his wrists began to tremble.

He subconsciously hugged Yang Xiaofan to help her keep warm, "Sister Xiaofan, what's wrong with you?"

"I..." Yang Xiaofan was a little embarrassed, she had her period, she was frightened and was admitted to the hospital before, this time when her period came, the symptoms of dysmenorrhea were particularly severe.

Her mother said that when a woman is on her period, her yin energy is the heaviest, and she must not go to places like temples where incense is at its peak.You can't even do things like burning paper money and incense.

She did it without knowing and without knowing the consequences.

"The road is blocked, and I can't call an ambulance. You tell me what is uncomfortable first, and I will find a way." Li Shaohuang hugged Yang Xiaofan tightly, feeling extremely heavy. Disastrous.

I just encountered a ghost scratching my feet, and now I don't know what happened, and I started to feel cold again, as if accompanied by severe pain in my lower abdomen.

"Can you prepare brown sugar water?" Yang Xiaofan's voice was as thin as a mosquito, his head was buried in his chest.

(End of this chapter)

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