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Xiao Xia screamed lightly, jumped to the side, turned around and saw that she was just lazy.

"Boss Lan, you're going to scare me to death!" Xiao Xia stroked her chest. Seeing that Lan San couldn't stand steadily when she was drinking, she fell from somewhere. She wouldn't have fallen in the middle of winter, but her clothes were so dirty that it was indescribable that he was stained with his vomit on her collar. The stench that came with the wind was emitted from this.

Xiao Xia walked away with her nose pinched her nose, not realizing that she almost retreated into the basement passage to avoid Lan San. "Boss Lan, I would like to advise you, drinking so much alcohol will hurt your body."

"Come out quickly!" Lan San suddenly shouted loudly, scaring Xiao Xia shrank, not knowing who he called out. She saw that Lan San was not drunk at all at all, as if she was awakened by the sudden shock, and pointed at her pale face.

"Don't go inside!" He said as he rushed over and grabbed Xiao Xia out.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Xia was frightened by his expression, and didn't care about the filthiness on his body, and asked in fear.

Lan San stared at the entrance of the basement, with a white face and no words. Xiao Xia followed his gaze and saw that there was nothing there, but the dark entrance of the passage made people feel a little palpitations.

“I’m visiting the house, can’t I go there?”

"Can't go!" Lazy San said nervously: "I'll tell you, girls should not rush around, there is a haunted!" He said the last two words very quietly, almost putting on Xiao Xia's ears, and his eyes were rolling.

"Ghost?" Xiaoxia was a little scared. Rather than believing his words, it was his terrified and mysterious expression. The cool breeze blowing to Xiaoxia's neck made her even more scared. "I just wanted to go in and take a look when I heard someone talking inside."

"Someone is talking?" Lan San was so shocked that he almost sat on the ground.

"I'm not sure, it seems like a man and a woman."

Lan San shrank for a moment, and then suddenly shouted, "One man and one woman! One man and one woman! It's the dead soul! They are here to harm me too! They have the ability to take revenge, why bully me?!" Alcohol and indignation stimulated his courage, and in an instant he had all the thoughts, pointing to the passage in the basement and cursing, although he still didn't dare to step closer.

He was already in chaos, but he still bullied him for no reason! He was angry and didn't understand why a clean house suddenly happened. The police said it was a murder, and it was rumored that it was a haunted outside, breaking all his hopeless but peaceful life. Did he do something that was harmful to the sky? He deserves to be unlucky?

"Don't go there, do you hear it?" He shouted at the frightened Xiao Xia with a red face, posing as a big man, thinking proudly in his heart, after all, he pulled this ignorant girl out of the basement entrance just now.

Xiao Xia nodded randomly and then ran up the stairs quickly. She could have seen the horror of drunken men.

Tomorrow, I asked the company to change her residence. It was too weird. It would be far away as soon as possible. She didn't want to encounter ghost incidents again, otherwise she would have to trouble Ruan Zhan. She now understands that Ruan Zhan longs for a peaceful life. Whether he is self-enclosed or hates life, she might think of other ways to help him, and not force him to intervene in these supernatural events for no reason.

When she thought of Ruan Zhan, her heart felt warm, and suddenly she remembered that he once mentioned to her that when a person was about to die, people with vision would see the deadness on his face. Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked downstairs and happened to see Lan San Xiangyang up.

Since he was tilting his head, from the perspective of Xiaoxia standing at the corner of the stairs, the most prominent thing he saw was his face - pale, swollen, covered with a faint gray gas, and a thick shadow under his eyes. He smiled at Xiaoxia and opened his mouth, but Xiaoxia only felt gloomy and weird, and ran back to the room in fear.

I hope she read it wrong, I hope he won’t have any trouble and will move tomorrow no matter what!

She locked the door tightly and took out the gifts from Ruan Zhan that she had kept seriously - those talismans, and decided to do some preparatory work, pasting the dozen or so talismans throughout the room.

She didn't know whether she should use glue. After trying to paste one on the door, she found that the talisman could automatically absorb on objects. So she climbed up the stacked tables and chairs on the doors, windows, walls, bed corners, ground, and even the roof, and stuck two of them. Until the entire room was surrounded by talismans, she felt relieved.

She posted the remaining one on the TV so that Sadako would not crawl out!

She was stuck in her room and didn't go out, and all night she listened to the sound of footsteps passing back and forth on the wooden floor on the third floor.

First, the Japanese named Kenji Kamura, his footsteps were steady and light. He paused when passing by the door of Xiaoxia's room, as if he was hesitating whether to knock on the door and say hello, but he finally left. This made Xiaoxia feel relieved. She didn't like this Japanese very much and felt that he couldn't see through it. However, given that she was a big country and a great citizen of the Etiquette Gang and had to maintain a good demeanor, it made her very embarrassed. If he didn't take the initiative to talk to her, she would be much more relaxed.

Kenji Gangmura never came out after returning to the room. Like Xiaoxia, he was stuck in the room all night without making any sound. Even the sound when he closed the door was small.

Then there was the sound of Sister Wang's footsteps. It was just the opposite of the Japanese. She walked and made a slight sound. On a quiet night, she was almost the same as the sound of the sound shook the world. She was a rural woman with duty. Because there were too few hotel customers recently, Lai San gave her not much money, and she urgently needed an income to support her family. So Lai San allowed her to go to the market to sell vegetables during the day, as long as she could clean the room when the guests went out and prepare dinner at night. She was probably grateful to Lai San for treating her like this, so she would clean the other rooms every night, even if no one went to live there.

The footsteps Xiao Xia heard throughout the night mostly came from the busy Sister Wang.

The last thing is Lazy Three's footsteps.

At that time, Xiao Xia had already fallen asleep. In the dream, she heard Lan San's irregular and heavy steps walking upstairs, and then the sound of glass shattering. She guessed that it was breaking the bottle, but she didn't dare to go out to confirm it. Fortunately, Lan San went to the attic and did not make any sound again, and Xiao Xia fell asleep again.

But Lan San is not as lucky as her and can't sleep no matter what she says.

He cursed with alcohol just now. Although he felt relieved, he was a timid man after all. After sobering up, he began to be scared. He sat blankly for a while, then ran out to drink again, and he was only back now.

It was indeed a drink to enhance the courage. When he entered the building from outside in the dark and passed through the lobby on the first floor, he didn't feel as if he had never had a perverted murderer or a murderous ghost. But for a wine worm like him, the alcohol soon passed, and he felt fear in his heart before he fell asleep.

It seems like the wind is blowing.

He felt the air flow in the attic, thinking that maybe he should change a room, but there is no one here now, so why bother himself? The old man said it well: The holes with the big needle holes are big, and the wind is not obvious in other seasons, and when the wind blows in winter, you will feel the difference.

In a daze, he felt that the chill had soaked into the house, and he couldn't tell which direction it was, but the coldness was penetrated from the walls, and it was still a little wet. He wrapped the quilt tightly on his body, but the coldness still made him shivering.

"Damn, I will move to the Japanese devils tomorrow and let him change another one-" He cursed in a low voice, but suddenly shut up and stared at the opposite wall with wide eyes.

A strange change occurred on the wall reflected by the moonlight. Black shadows surged out, like mushrooms drilling out of the ground after the rain. However, the mushrooms were of different sizes and strange shapes. Their colors became darker and darker, as if water vapor was soaking in. Then they began to slowly move in one direction, and finally formed a human form!

The child's body was hunched over, unable to see his eyebrows and eyes clearly, and his whole body was dark, and he walked off the wall as if he was breaking free.

Lan San was so scared that he couldn't even scream, so he just took the thing beside him and threw it at the shadow. However, everything passed by and fell directly to the wall opposite.

Pillow, water cup, alarm clock, ashtray -

The sound of crackling objects shattering crisply, which was so harsh at night, but Lan San found that no one in the building seemed to hear it, only the little ghost was suffocated and continued to approach.

What to do? You must escape!

He transformed his consciousness into action, and quickly turned over and got out of bed, trying to seize the way before the ghost caught him.

He slept in the attic, so his door was actually just a movable wooden board on the floor. As long as it was lifted up, he could jump down to find someone to ask for help. He fell to the ground, grabbed the iron ring on the board, and pulled it up desperately.

Under the wooden board, a round thing was hanging there and looking up, close to Lan San's face lying on the ground - it was a human head, but there were no eyebrows and eyes, just a few big black holes in a round ball.

"It's your turn!" A stiff voice was made in the human head.

Lan San was so scared that before he could react, he felt a chill in his back penetrate into his lungs, and then he was dragged back by a force and fell onto the bed.

He quickly got up and retreated, throwing things in vain with his arms, but he had no more "weapons" to throw away. He just mechanically moved his arm. His panic made the little ghost laugh.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the little ghost was distracted, he ignored the danger that he was above the third floor and wanted to jump out after opening the window. But he forgot how small the window in the attic was and how big his body was, but he was stuck in the air. No matter how hard he struggled, the iron bars of the window were firmly blocked on his stomach, so that he could not get out or go back.

In the air, he saw the street lights on the desolate street outside the courtyard, and downstairs were the small flowerbed of the house, but he was waiting for death in despair.

He had never felt death was so close that the scenery before him might be the last glance in his life.

He felt that in the lower half of the room, there was a round thing rushing around, as if the head was biting him, and on the outer eaves, the little ghost came out at some point, crawling on the wall like a gecko, facing him.

"It's your turn!" It said the same thing.

"Why?" he asked at the end, wondering what the reason for all this was.

"Because I like to kill people!"

Lan San felt a chill on his waist and subconsciously understood what was going on.

Surprise, fear, and anger surged into his heart.

"A bastard who has no son and no grandson! Grandpa, I'm waiting for you in hell!"
Chapter completed!