There’s an Evil Spirit Here

Creak ... creak ...

The sound of the door being brought lightly over and over again seems to be the door being blown by the wind.

Founder opened his eyes.

"Uncle Li and Aunt Zhou, have been quiet at the door for too long?"

Founder calculated silently in his heart that he didn't hear the voice of the two for almost ten seconds, which immediately aroused his alertness.

Now in this more and more strange mountain village, any point of wind and grass can affect the tight nerves.

Founder got up.

Looked dignified, Qiang, he pulled out the ghost-headed knife that had been hidden in the scabbard behind him, and the one-meter-long qi was burning like a gray flame.

Squeaky, Fangzheng gently pushed open the bedroom door. There was black outside the bedroom. It seemed that Uncle Li and Aunt Zhou were reluctant to turn on the lights. The whole house was dark and quiet.

Founder is trying to move the light.

Results After several attempts, all the lights in the house seem to be out of order, and none of the lights are on.

His feet fell silently, carrying a ghost knife, and began to approach the gate silently.

Calling.

A gust of wind poured into the house, the door was creaked by the wind, and creaked softly. The previous abnormal noise came from this. Unexpectedly, there was no figure of Uncle Li and Aunt Zhou at the door, only the black outside. one slice.

Tonight seems to have no hairy moon, there is no inch of moonlight outside the house, only Wan Lai Jujing reached out and could not see the darkness of the five fingers.

Even the most worm songbirds in the countryside have no barking sound.

Founder's eyes stopped at the position of the door frame. At this time, there was nothing left. Founder clearly remembered that there should have been a rooster hanging by Aunt Zhou.

Because Fang was seeing an iron nail used to tie the rooster on the door frame.

Fang's front color changed slightly, and he immediately thought of the night the widow Ma disappeared, the rooster hanging on the door frame of her house disappeared inexplicably just like today.

Calling.

Another cold night breeze poured into the house from the door. Founder was carrying a ghost knife, and he stood still inside the door, holding his breath. He was listening to all the wind and grass around him, looking for the figures of Uncle Li and Aunt Zhou.

Uncle Li and Aunt Zhou disappeared almost a minute, and their lives were in danger at any time.

The wind at night was very strong, and the black shadows of the trees in the mountains were swaying, like heavy ghosts with claws and claws. Under the weird night, even the distant mountains, near trees, jungles, and houses seemed to be black ghosts. This night, it was too quiet.

Click ... Suddenly, the sound of a tree branch breaking is especially harsh in the quiet night.

"Who!"

Founder's hand holding the handle of the knife tightened. At this moment, a figure hurriedly ran away a few tens of meters away, and immediately hid in the night.

Founder squinted his eyes, the other party was only a person, did not carry or hug other people in his hand, he did not rush out of the house to chase the dangerous dark unknown.

That shocking experience at Li Peng's family made him cautious everywhere and dared not take the wrong step.

Whether he hurt his **** by grievance alone, he almost turned over in that gutter; or this more weird super-large-scale ghost hitting the wall, he had scruples in his mind.

Calling.

The cold night breeze poured into the house again, it seemed to be a roll in the house like a fallen leaf, and it was blowing towards the square of the doorway that was standing still, crunching ...

The door was lightly swayed by the wind and it was about to close. Founder raised his hand against the door that was about to be closed. When he reopened the door, Founder's eyelids jumped heavily.

The figure of a wet woman was standing at the door somehow.

This is a deep eye socket, pale and bloodless, wearing a plain white dress, and a long, wet black hair tangled together on both shoulders. A deep black water stain formed on the soil underfoot.

"Excuse me, the rain has stopped, have you seen my child ..." The woman said, and the water droplets on her body kept dripping down.

In fact, regarding the answer, the village head had already given an answer.

The accurate answer given by the village head is: "It may be raining heavily, the child has entered the mountain to hide the rain, you go to the mountain to find it."

Prompt wrong answer: "Not seen."

However, all this is based on the premise that the village chief did not deceive everyone ...

If the mudslide is not only a ghost wall, even the village head is also part of the ghost wall, is this so-called accurate answer misleading?

Fangzheng is not sure whether the village head is real or the villagers are real. Whether everything he sees is real or not. Under so many unknown factors, Founder obviously will not believe the so-called correct answer 100%.

Founder suddenly thought of the urban legend about the rift girl.

"Am I pretty?"

Answered beautifully: Out! !

The answer is not beautiful: Out! !

Anyway, as long as you answer along the crack of the woman ’s brain, no matter what the answer is, you have to die from the front, back, left, right, back, up and down ...

"Excuse me, the rain has stopped, have you seen my child ..."

The woman repeats again.

Founder: "People can be humble as dust, but not distorted as maggots."

"Excuse me ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The rain has stopped, have you seen my child ..." The woman repeated for the third time, the voice was calm and lifeless and strange from beginning to end.

It seems that persuading ghosts to do good works, or too literary, ordinary people (ghosts) do not understand?

Founder thought for a while, and said: "It is a good person who can open the soft corner of the heart, a good person who can quickly open the soft corner of the heart, and a good person who always opens and closes the soft corner. What kind of person are you?"

"Excuse me, the rain stopped, have you seen my child ..." The woman repeated the fourth time, her body still ticking with drops of water.

It seems that Mind Chicken Tonga adds rhetorical questions, but it doesn't work ...

Founder: "Did you know that the sun we saw was the sun eight minutes ago; the moon we saw was the moon 1.3 seconds ago; and the building one mile away existed five microseconds ago. ; Even if you are one meter away from me, I saw you three nanoseconds ago. What we see is the past, and everything will pass. "

"Excuse me, the rain has stopped, have you seen my child ..." The woman has repeated for the fifth time.

Founder's forehead hangs a black line.

He is really hopeless.

Actually tried to reason with a woman. The only reason in this world is that you can never tell a woman about winning principles and philosophy of life.

Facing the empty eyes from the opposite woman, Founder's forehead dripped a cold sweat.

I'm searching fast in my head. Is there any other answer?

Online urgent and other accurate answers.

But Founder quickly became frustrated and found that the brain cells were all squeezed out and no more ink could be found in his belly.

"Excuse me, the rain stopped, have you seen my child ..." For the sixth time, the woman looked at Founder, and her voice sounded calm again.