The Sound of the Ghost Knocking on the Door Was So Loud That the Neighbor's Elder Brother Was B

The room where Jiang Yan and the others were arranged was in the large single room on the top floor, and each of the seven people had a small bed.

The walls of the whole room are gray and white, and the incandescent light above the head is meager and flickering from time to time.

Su Xiaoxiao was a little nervous and kept chatting with Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan just wanted to know the information about Linjia Village, so he chatted with her, and after a while, he knew the location of Lin Xiaoxiao's house - 101 households!

101 again!

Su Xiaoxiao talked about the taboos of this Linjia Village: "Little brother, there are many things in this village that should not be provoked."

"The pond at the head of the village, you can go to fetch water, but absolutely, you can't look back at the water in the bucket, including the one after it has been poured into the water tank. Close your eyes and play, don't look!"

"Also, there will be a fat woman walking on the road at night. She will ask you if you are fat. If you want to meet her, you must not say she is fat, you know?"

"This hotel is also..." Su Xiaoxiao lowered her voice, "There is a room on the second floor that is locked, don't be curious! It's best not to go to the second floor!"

"By the way, every family in Linjia Village has a coffin, and that one is the most dangerous."

Jiang Yan laughed, as if he was listening to a funny little story.

Su Xiaoxiao was a little annoyed: "little brother, I'm not kidding you, you have to listen to me."

Jiang Yan also approached her and whispered, "I will also tell you a little way to save your life."

"Folklore says that if the shoes are placed on the head of the bed, the unclean thing will not be able to find the bed."

"Ah?!" Su Xiaoxiao listened coldly, not understanding why Jiang Yan suddenly said this.

Jiang Yan grinned: "You can try it while they are taking a bath. Among them, put the shoes of the person you trust and depend on the most and put them on the bedside to see the effect."

Su Xiaoxiao's face turned pale.

Gudong swallowed his saliva.

"Little brother...don't scare me, this joke is scary."

She said, still holding her courage, cautiously, climbed out of bed, and went to put the shoes of the next bed classmate, his brother, the descendant of Maoshan, on the head of his bed.

at this time……

Footsteps came from outside the door.

The man who took a bath is back.

She retracted back into the bed, hiding under the covers and daring not to make a sound.

Koizumi's figure appeared at the door.

The moonlight was blocked, making the whole room a little darker.

He slowly walked into the room and walked towards Su Xiaoxiao's bed with a blank expression. .

=== Yanzu, come in, I know you're watching! ===

Shelf testimonials.

Hello readers who have been supporting until now, here is the testimonial of Xiaopujie's author.

Yes, this writing has finally ushered in the moment to be put on the shelves.

The data at the beginning of this book is very poor, but when a friend of the author sees it, they will suggest that I cut it and re-open the book.

The reason that has been supporting me to write down is that everyone who is willing to read it.

A brother said that I ask for tickets every day, and it is very annoying to ask for this and that.

In fact, Xiaopujie also knows that this will affect the reading experience of readers. It is really worrying about the data of this book. It is not good for collecting weak chickens. Xiaopujie, who is fighting the last battle, needs a little data increase support, which gives me the courage and confidence to continue to persevere. Write later.

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At least my book is read.

I am very grateful to the readers who are willing to read my book in the future. Just like every boss who gave me a reward mentioned at the end of the chapter, I will keep it in my heart and bow sincerely. Everyone is my parents.

There are also some readers who feel that I am slow to write.

To tell you the truth~ The speed of coding is not slow, I can normally write four or five thousand words in one hour, that is, two chapters, but when writing this book, it is so slow that I can only write less than two thousand words in one hour, and ten thousand words a day. It takes six or seven hours to write.

The younger brother spent a lot of thought, the same plot, it is the least to overthrow it two or three times, just to let everyone watch something different.

For example, the point of the class reunion, this is the case, my brother is really afraid that the plot will fall into a cliché and waste everyone's expectations.

I have tried my best to write the plot as best I can.

My little brother is a part-timer. I work from nine to six. When I get home, I often don’t have time to eat. .

It is no exaggeration to say that I often dream about the plot.

For more than a week, I didn't dare to pour water, and I was afraid that the plot would be perfunctory.

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