The Exorcist

"Who is it?" she asked boldly and took a few steps back.

No one answered.

"Open the door and I want to go out!" She heard her voice trembling.

Still no one answered.

She hesitated to turn the doorknob by holding the candle bunny with the blood wood sword hidden in her bag. With the turning of the handle, the door opened easily with a crisp spring sound.

Outside the door is empty and only the dappled lights on the dance floor shines in the narrow corridor with the sound of music that seems a bit lonely and beautiful.

Suddenly a weird shadow appeared in front of her, her head with teeth and claws, her unsteady face, so Xia yelled in fright and almost dropped her bag on the ground.

"Get out of the way, Obasan!" The visitor pushed Xiaoxia away and walked in.

It turned out that it was an eighteen or nine-year-old little sister in strange costumes and changing colored lights from time to time, which made her look as scary as a living ghost, not a real ghost. But she is too irritating not only to be rude, but also to call her such a beautiful sister Obasan so that Gu Yufang's age has to be put into the soil immediately to be worthy of the logic of these new humans? !

Xiaoxia relaxed maybe because the door was stuck and she accepted the nonsense psychological suggestion of the two women just now. She had hallucinations. Wan Li often said that this was her biggest psychological shortcoming.

Thinking of this, she stepped out of the bathroom, and when she turned around, she felt a cold wind approaching her ears. She clearly heard the slow voice behind her saying, "No one was outside the door just now."

This is not an illusion!

Xiaoxia scalp numbly ran out of the corridor and crossed the crowded dance floor in one breath before daring to look back and affirm that the real human ‘it’ wasn’t chasing it.

But at this time, she felt that the people around her were quiet and all looking in one direction made her constricted for a while and mistakenly thought that something was wrong. It was not that ghosts and monsters were eating people but it was because a person was standing on the stage.

It was a female singer who was twenty-six or seven years old with an extremely beautiful face and a **** red dress with her **** half exposed. The variety of styles attracted the attention of everyone present.

Xiaoxia looked at her suddenly in a daze and felt as though where she had met, but she couldn't remember for a while. The female singer was already singing while she was meditating╠╠

Love is just an annoying game. It’s not surprising that men are just for fun. It’s nothing great.╠╠

The singer stood there almost indifferently and sang without any gesture to please the audience, but the song that is frivolous, sexy, two-point contempt, three-point mockery, and five-point seduction in the song was sung by her. The emperor superstar can't sing it. The essence and taste that she gave out seemed to be a goddess who turned all living beings upside down but dismissed men. This made Xiaoxia amazed and made the men present mesmerized and didn't mind the singer's arrogant or even impatient attitude.

In the face of the wave of applause, the singer nodded slightly to the audience in the audience. When she saw Xiaoxia with beautiful eyes that were as dark as bottomless, Xiaoxia suddenly remembered who she was.

She was a kind passer-by who used a tissue to stop her bleeding when she met a robber!

Meeting acquaintances here made Xiao Xia excited. She waved to attract the singer's attention, but the singer's eyes swept away in the field and turned away.

"She just sang every day and then left." Someone said behind Xiao Xia and frightened Xiao Xia. Turning around, it was the beautiful boy who had entertained her. "But there are a large number of men who come to cheer for these few minutes every day."

"She sings very well." Some people are born like this and always make people look up and infatuated with the inexplicable and willing poisoning!

"A lot of people still want to give her a record and want to praise her as a star, and she refuses." The beautiful boy's tone is full of admiration. "She ignores her and says that men are the most precious things that cheap bones can't get." He described this way. I didn't want to think that Xiaoxia was just a stranger and forgot that she was also a'man'.

"That means it's hard to see her?"

"Yes!" The beautiful boy nodded in surprise at the eagerness in Xiaoxia's eyes.

Xiao Xia read the subtext from his gaze and waved her hand quickly, "I didn't mean that. I ╠╠ Forget it, I'm leaving."

"Sister Wan isn't sitting there for a while?" The beautiful boy was a little reluctant to bear this delicate and gentle guest. "It's less than ten o'clock."

Xiao Xia shook her head and took a banknote and stuffed it in his hand as a tip. She regretted that this good boy might have been ruined in this way, but she could do nothing but leave by herself.

She knew that there must be a problem with this ‘woman flower’ entertainment city, not just because of the evil events she encountered, but because she felt a strange feeling of being swallowed by entering this place, and walking out was like escaping from birth. Although other people may not be aware of it, she has always been extremely sensitive and terrifying is that the facts prove that she is correct every time.

She came back home in a daze, thinking about the entertainment city all the time. The encounter in the bathroom shocked her, so she checked the doors and windows before going to bed and placed the candle bunny carefully on the bedside table before turning off the light and retracting into the quilt.

Because she lives on the twelfth floor, the curtains are only half-hidden by the gray moonlight of early winter, and slowly let her fall asleep on her bed. She didn't even notice that there was a paper crane outside the window that was tightly attached to the glass. Staring at her every move, even one on the balcony and one on the kitchen glass.

Dangdangdang╠╠

The sudden sound of three clocks pierced Xiaoxia's deep sleep and awakened her suddenly.

Where did the sound clock come from? But her watch does not report the time. Even if the time is not three o'clock at midnight? Is it a dream?

Bell╠╠

Before her conscious and piercing phone ringing rang quickly, Xiao Xia quickly got up from the bed and grabbed the phone: "Who is he? Do you know what time it is?" She asked fiercely, "Why don't you speak?"

The phone was silent, but Xiao Xia suddenly felt a creepy feeling that something was passed along the phone line and looked at her close at hand.

"Who are you?" she asked boldly.

At the beginning of November, the weather did not reach the central heating day. It was already very cold. At this moment, I felt that a chill was approaching from the ground and the wall, and Xiao Xia was shaking uncontrollably.

"What's the matter?" The silence on the other end of the phone had reached the limit of her patience.

"There is someone outside the door." The voice she had heard in the restroom of the entertainment city said slowly, as close as she was in her ears, and she even heard a faint blowing sound.

Xiao Xia was so scared that she immediately hung up the phone, but she hadn't waited for her to return to her senses. The sound of knocking on the door immediately spread to her eardrums and she almost screamed.

She subconsciously retreated back to the bed where her body temperature still remained, and squeezed in as if to escape, but the knock on the door sounded like an urgency. Even if she covered her head with a quilt, it still spread clearly to her ears as if hitting her heart. She was so shocked that her whole body was numb.

She didn't know if this voice was heard by neighbors in such a quiet winter night. She only heard a knock on the door in the middle of the night. After that, a sharp voice asked mechanically: "Is anyone inside? Is there anyone inside?"

Xiaoxia didn't dare to answer.

But she heard the well-locked anti-theft door and the door creaking and opening, and there was a sound of footsteps. The living room walked slowly along with the sound of groping as if she was looking for something, and then she went straight to her bedroom. Come.

The cold sweat soaked her pajamas, she didn't dare to move too much and barely stuck her head out of the bed and stared at the thin door. The footsteps paused at the door and then knocked again.

"Is there anyone inside?" the sharp voice continued to ask, knocking hard, making the door vibrate and fall down at any time.

In horror, Xiaoxia suddenly realized that the bedroom door was not locked, and since the door of the house can be easily opened by it, things outside the door can come in at any time, but it is politely saying hello and she is hiding in it. The bed was just waiting to die.

She trembled and stretched out a hand from the quilt, groping to find the candle bunny on the bedside table, and then retracted her whole body into the quilt, crushing the outer sealing wax and holding up the still small and old wooden sword. She knew that even Ruan Zhan couldn't fully wield the power of this wooden sword. It was a **** warding off evil, as long as she was not afraid of the powerful destructive power that the wooden sword would automatically produce after encountering demons, it could make her safe and sound.

Not afraid! Not afraid! I've seen ghosts so many times, what's so scary! She encourages herself, but what makes her most helpless is that her rat gall can't be bigger anyway, and it's completely the type that the more **** the more afraid!

At this time, another door opened, followed by footsteps.

Xiaoxia held her breath and kept her whole body guarded, feeling something went straight to her bed and stood there for a while, as if confronting her in silence. And when she was about to lose the remaining courage, a hand that could feel cold through the thick quilt patted her quilt and still asked in a sharp voice: "Is there anyone inside?"

Xiaoxia screamed "Huo" and jumped up. The blood wood sword in her hand also suddenly grew bigger, but in a panic, she did not hold the wood sword and fell directly to the floor with a beautiful red light.

There was nothing in the room but the silent air. Xiaoxia almost fell to the ground and grabbed the Blood Wood Sword and swung it wildly, but her panting was only her panting~www.readwn.com~ She walked slowly to the door and saw that the living room was also dark. There is no electricity when you press the switch of the fluorescent lamp. But the door of the room was wide open with the cold wind pouring straight in, a piece of white paper whirled in front of her sand in the wind. As soon as she gritted her teeth and bit her scalp, she walked over and raised her sword to chop.

Before the sword reached the white paper, it rolled out weirdly downwind and there was nothing left. At the same time, Xiaoxia felt a cold wind blowing by her side, as if something invisible was walking past her.

She was so frightened that she turned back to the bedroom and swung a sword to chop the hidden danger in the air from the innermost to the door of the living room. After feeling the abnormal factor in the room disappeared, she closed the door desperately and ran back and sat on the bed with blood. The wooden sword was still tightly held in his hand.

"Ruan Zhan!" She gently called his name and trembled all over, feeling loneliness and helplessness flooded her heart like a tide.

It's fine if he is there, if he is there, she is not afraid of anything!

I never knew that he needed him so much. Until he suddenly left her, I was deeply aware that almost instantly, in a muddle-headed state, it became clear that relying on him had become such a natural thing.

But where is he now? Will he come back?