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An Xi watched Ye Fang disappear at the corner, and then the sound of a young man climbing up the stairs came.

The field fell into some silence again.

An Xi sat honestly on the sofa, holding a water cup and siping the water in small mouthfuls, as if her body was about to shrink to the depths of the corner.

After sitting in place for a while, Yang Meng finally couldn't help it, so he stood up, searched for it, and found the remote control on the coffee table.

There is an LCD TV of more than 70 inches in the living room.

Yang Meng had actually stared at this TV for a long time. He was just a taxi manager who kept his livelihood. He lived a mess in his life and had never been to such a high-end place. He always had to watch such a large TV.

But I'm afraid he's going to be disappointed.

Ye Fang did not lie, the signal on the top of this snow-capped mountain covered by a blizzard was terrible.

This large enough LCD TV failed to show the picture it should have. It was covered with snowflakes, and the TV's speakers were unpleasant noise.

Yang Meng pinched the remote control and changed several channels in a row, but all of them were like this, all of which were snowflakes and only noise.

He finally gave up and pressed the key hard on the remote control. The TV screen flashed suddenly, and then disappeared secretly.

The man leaned back and sat back on the sofa, cursing: "Why am I crazy? I have to come to such a ghost place?"

This was obviously a self-talk, but it attracted An Xi's attention slightly.

She raised her head slightly, looked at the person in front of her, and asked in confusion: "Do you remember how you came here?"

Yang Meng glanced at her, and his eyes stopped on the other person's face with almost no obvious expression for a long time. To be honest, he felt that this woman was silly, especially now in this environment. Even if the other person looks pretty, he didn't like such a person very much.

So his tone was not very good: "Of course I remember that a fool wanted to come here by taking my car - otherwise you thought I would run to such a place in such a ghost weather?"

The other party's words were a little bad, so An Xi did not dare to ask any further.

Yang Meng didn't like An Xi at first, and he wouldn't say anything to An Xi anymore. He just shook his head and sat on the sofa with his shoulders in his arms.

An Xi lowered her head again and sipped the water in the water cup in one mouthful.

There was a faint voice coming from the upper floor, as if the old man above had woken up and was talking to Ye Fang.

And at this moment, a knock on the door rang outside the door.

Yang Meng and An Xi looked at each other, and a slight flashed through their eyes.

An Xi glanced over his head, and Yang Meng said, "Go and open the door."

This taxi Mr. Si obviously doesn't want to be the one who opens the door - kidding, in this kind of ghost weather, wouldn't he be freezing again when he opens the door?

Anxi didn't think much about it.

This is a good girl, and the only drawback may be that she is a little timid.

Of course, she is often too naive.

She tightened the blanket that Ye Fang draped on her shoulders, placed the water cup in her middle on the coffee table in front of her, slowly stood up, and walked towards the door.

The knocking sound outside seemed a little urgent - but that was inevitable. In such a weather, who could see such a shelter not anxiously want to come in?

Anxi could understand this feeling because more than ten minutes ago, she had so eager to enter this independent haven in the blizzard.

Therefore, An Xi accelerated his pace slightly, came to the door, opened the door lock, and opened the door.

In that moment, the wind and snow rushed in from the opened door.

The storm outside was so violent, and the snowflakes that should have been extremely gentle were also coated with fierce colors at this time. As the wind accelerated, they seemed to turn into cold blades and rolled in along the open door.

An Xi failed to hold the door and took three steps backwards.

And so, the door gradually opened in the strong wind, and the coldness and darkness outside seemed to be about to roar in, engulfing the only safe haven standing in the blizzard.

But... at that moment, a man stretched out from the dark snow and pulled the door that was about to be completely opened.

And a figure carrying Fengxue also appeared in An Xi's sight.

And it was also at that moment that An Xi's pupils couldn't help but magnify.

Even her face, which seemed to never have any exaggerated expression, showed a look of shock.

Because the first thing she saw was the slippers that the other person was stepping on his feet.

The other party was barefoot, wearing a pair of slippers, and came from this terrifying and cold snowstorm.

An Xi's eyes went up from the other person's feet and saw the other person's thin trousers at home - the black trousers were almost covered by white, and the other person's upper body was wearing a thin long sleeve.

But what once again shocked An Xi was the other person's face.

The other party's face was exactly the same as the face of the young man who called himself Ye Fang that An Xi had just seen.

Of course, exactly the same thing is to remove the other person's eyebrows, snow on his hair and almost frozen face.

And this man, who was exactly the same as Ye Fang, was pulling the door tightly and closing it again.

And when this door is closed, it completely isolated the cold and the wind and snow.

However, the location at the door was still cold.

The man who looked exactly like Ye Fang and was wearing slippers walked forward two steps in a daze, but was blocked by An Xi who was standing in front of him.

So the man who was almost frozen to death looked at An Xi for a while, and squeezed out two words with real air conditioning from his teeth: "Damn it."

Then in An Xi's eyes, the man fell straight down. When he hit the ground, he made a muffled sound of a stone falling to the ground.

When things developed to this point, An Xi finally couldn't help it and let out a long-depressed scream.

Soon, the scream attracted the other two living people in the room.

The first person to come over was Yang Meng. He saw the face of the man on the ground that was exactly the same as Ye Fang, and said with a whisper. When the butler "Ye Fang" hurriedly ran over from the upper floor...

Yang Meng looked at Ye Fang, then on the ground. The expression in his eyes became more and more terrifying and more terrifying, and his face became increasingly ugly, even pale than paper.

Until the end, his legs became weak and fell on the ground in a daze, and then he let out a scream that penetrated his soul: "Ghost!!"

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Chapter completed!