Okay, don’t open that guest room. There is the tablet of my deceased wife. He never liked to be disturbed before he was alive, so I only have one request of you, that is, not to enter his room, otherwise,” Aunt Wei said, with an extremely strange expression on his face, “he will be angry. “
Qing saw a sudden change in Wei’s face, did not react, and was stunned for a while. Aunt Wei smiled, patted Qing on the shoulder, and left.
In the days that followed, except for the boss’s endless overtime deductions, everything went well. Qing became more and more housed and didn’t like going out, but she always stayed away from the guest room.
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This day, Qing bought a lot of fruit. When she entered the house, the bag fell and the fruit was scattered all over the floor. Several arched to the door of the guest room. Qing took a look and squatted down quickly Pick up the fruit.
At night, Qing was sleeping soundly, and Qing suddenly heard a “hissing” sound, like a rag scraping on a wooden board full of barbeds. It’s small, but it sounds harsh and uncomfortable.
She was shocked in the center of her confusion. She was the only one living here. Did the thief come in? She didn’t dare too much. There was movement, for fear that the thief would know that he would wake up and kill someone in a hurry. Therefore, she opened her eyes slightly and saw the clock on the wall at twelve o’clock, then she looked at the bedroom door…
Qing took a breath. Some thief was standing at her door. It was clearly an old man in a shroud at www.guidaye.com!
The old man’s shroud was very new, painted with a very richly colored dead man’s makeup. He swayed forward and then shook step by step towards Qing’s position. Qing was frightened, so she quickly brought the Buddhist scriptures on the bedside. Stop reading “Amitabha Buddha”.
Qing remembered that the ghost hunters on TV would tear off the Buddhist scriptures and throw them at the ghosts, so she also tore off page after page and threw it on the old man. , I didn’t expect it to be very useful. The old man looked at Qing coldly, but couldn’t take a step forward. At this time, the old man was already less than three meters away from Qing.
Qing Kan There was only one page left of the Buddhist scriptures in her hand. She was so scared that there was really nothing around her to resist for a while. Just when she was desperate, there was a rooster cry from nowhere, and the old man suddenly disappeared.
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Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the faintly bright sky, she picked up the phone and called her best friend. She planned to stay at her girlfriend’s house for a few days. When she found a house, she said, this place is absolutely incredible.
“Beep…beep” the phone connected, Qing said in a trembling voice: “An’an, I will live with you for a few days, there is a ghost in this house! ~~” “Really? Don’t be afraid, I am right behind you! “The voice on the phone was an old man’s voice, and Qing threw the phone away in fright.