The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 50
But the voice was indeed coming from that room. To confirm it, Fei Yao approached the door, put her ears on the door, and listened carefully.

Sure enough, the voice could be heard more clearly now, it was coming from this room.

Fei Yao pushed the door lightly, and it was indeed locked by herself, but what happened to the movement in the room?

Filled with suspicion, Fei Yao raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door twice.

Tuk Tuk...

Although the knock on the door was not loud, it was extremely harsh in the corridor.

The chattering voice inside stopped abruptly with the knock on the door.Even the sound of continuous walking disappeared instantly.

But about 3 minutes later, when everything was back to normal, the voice reappeared in the room.

This made Fei Yao, who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, break out in a cold sweat.

Fei Yao was also very courageous, she gritted her teeth, went to the room to get the key, and was about to open the door to see what happened.

When Fei Yao took the key and returned to the door of this room, he heard the old clock downstairs strike twelve.

"It's twelve o'clock in the middle of the night..." Fei Yao muttered, opened the lock with the key, and pushed the door open.

The moment Fei Yao pushed open the door, another bolt of lightning struck out the window.Everything in the room can be seen clearly.

On that old-fashioned dressing table, his black cat was sitting.

And the black cat was sticking out its tongue to lick the mirror on the dressing table.Before Fei Yao could take a closer look, the black cat quickly turned its head, and its eyes were bright green.

And beside the bed, there seemed to be another figure, originally walking around the bed.The moment the door opened, she also stopped beside the bed.

Fei Yao finally couldn't hold back any longer, and her tense nerves instantly relaxed.

"Who?" A shrill cry came from Fei Yao.

But as the light of the lightning disappeared, the room fell into darkness again.

The black cat neighed, jumped into the air, smashed open the window, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Fei Yao only felt a gust of cold wind blowing around her, her head sank, and she fainted in the room.

When Fei Yao woke up, it was already several hours later, and the sky was still dark.

The windows were open, and the wind and rain did not stop, and a lot of rain slapped in along the windows.The windows rattled with the wind.

Fei Yao recalled her experience, still in shock.

She hurriedly got up and went to turn on the light switch.

But she pressed it a few times, and the power was cut off in the room.

Fei Yao had no choice but to open the door to let the light from the corridor shine in.She took her mobile phone as a flashlight and looked around the house.She was shocked to find that there was a series of bloody footprints beside the ancient bed.The footprints seemed to be printed on the ground, even though a lot of rain fell on them, they still didn't wash away.

Fei Yao remembered the cat's abnormal behavior last night, and rushed to the dressing table again.She found that the old-fashioned dresser had many marks on it.Those marks looked like someone had slashed wildly on it with something like a sword.

But at this time, the black cat and the figure that appeared in the house were all gone.

Fei Yao looked at the bloodstains and panicked in her heart.

Fei Yao turned around and wanted to escape from the room, what she witnessed was beyond her expectations.

Who knew that just as she turned around, she suddenly realized a serious problem.

She was facing the mirror on the dressing table just now, and a figure appeared in the mirror, which should be her own mirror image, which is not surprising.

But Fei Yao vaguely found that she was not the only one in the mirror.

It seems that there are two heads appearing in the mirror at the same time.

Fei Yao's scalp was numb, she wanted to leave as soon as possible, but she couldn't restrain her curiosity.

She turned around slowly, came to the front of the mirror again, and looked inside.

It was an old dressing table, and it looked like an old thing.The mirror surface is not very smooth, nor is it very bright, it looks black.Fei Yao also looked at this dressing table when she first moved in, but she didn't find anything unusual.

At this moment, Fei Yao looked carefully at the mirror, only to find that there were also mottled blood stains on the mirror.

Among those bloodstains, there were traces of licking.This should be what the weird black cat licked.It may be due to the relationship between the light and the bloodstains. Through those bloodstains, only the outline of the person in the mirror can be seen clearly, but the face cannot be seen clearly.There was only one person in the mirror, Fei Yao heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he was wrong just now.

When she got up to leave, she found that the head in the mirror suddenly shook and separated from the body.

Fei Yao opened her mouth wide in fright, and took a step back.

But the figure in the mirror did not move with her movement, that is to say, the figure in the mirror was not herself.

Fei Yao's mind went blank for a moment. This is a question that is frightening to think about carefully. If the person in the mirror is not her, who could it be?

Is it a ghost?

After understanding all this, Fei Yao yelled and fled from the room.

Fei Yao left the old house that night to live in a hotel.After dawn the next day, she took her assistant back to the old house to see what happened.

The guy talked so much in one breath, and my third uncle and I listened very engrossed.Hearing this, I couldn't help but say, "This female writer is quite courageous. After going through so many horrible things, she dares to go back?"

The guy smacked his lips, raised his thumb and said, "As far as I know, this Fei Yao is not a timid person. She is definitely this in the circle of writers."

I asked puzzled, "How?"

The guy explained: "I heard that she once crossed the desert no-man's land alone in order to experience life, and even went to the African jungle. In short, she did a lot of things that us big men dare not do. That's why her works are so good. , I heard that her works have been nominated for Nobel prizes and awards. She is not an ordinary person. But I heard that because of this house, Fei Yao doesn’t think about eating and drinking. It is said that she has nightmares every night. The script matter is also delayed, so it’s troublesome.”

The third uncle glanced at the clerk and asked, "You boy, you speak vividly, as if you saw it with your own eyes. Aren't you making up stories there to cheat me of money?"

The man was taken aback, and quickly explained: "How could it be? It wasn't just a few days ago that it was rumored that this house was going to be sold. Anyone who is interested in this house came to us to inquire about the inside information. I will summarize the information they each know. We are together. I think you guys also want to buy this house, right? Or you are lucky, you have taken a shortcut, you know? I don’t appreciate it, but you still call me nonsense..."

(End of this chapter)