Chapter 122: Jarman Collides with Evil
Ying Yingying was wearing a beautiful dress, sitting on the cover of a parked sports car in front of her new house, dangling her feet, holding a mobile phone in her hand and pointing at the woman in Tang costume, laughing non-stop.
It wasn't until Ye Fan, who had a dark and calm face, appeared beside her that she put away her mobile phone and jumped onto Ye Fan's body, hanging her hands and feet on the ground like a koala.
Ye Fan, who had never been so close to anyone, turned from black to red, and what was even worse was that this aunt was too turbulent, squeezing her two xiaolongbao ashamed and desperately retracted.
As soon as Dabo made a move, the bun went back!
"My dear lord, you're finally here, and I miss you to death. Ying Ying, who was hanging, swayed excitedly.
"Ahem. One after another, Ye Fan coughed lightly twice, and quickly ripped her off, which was really unbearable for life.
"Stand still, don't move. Seeing Ying Yingying jumping and having a tendency to pounce on her again, Ye Fan hurriedly stopped, raised his chin, and gestured to look at the woman in Tang costume who was still circling.
"Tell me, what's going on? Didn't I say you weren't allowed to do anything to passers-by?"
Seeing Ye Fan's serious face, Ying Yingying hung her head, raised her eyelids slightly with her index fingers facing each other, and said aggrievedly, "I called, but my lord didn't answer, and I didn't reply to the letter, I'm afraid that if she leaves, I won't be able to find her again, so I can only trap her here, huh, my lord, I didn't mean not to listen to you." ”
Looking at Ying Yingying's appearance of hanging her head and shrugging her shoulders, Ye Fan pursed the corners of her lips and couldn't bear to say: "I know that you are kind and the most obedient, this matter is my fault, I shouldn't blame you." ”
"Hmm. Ying Yingying sniffed, raised her head, blinked a pair of clear and pure big eyes, and asked, "Then let her go now?"
"Let it go. Ye Fan waved his hand, and the next second stopped: "Wait." ”
Ying Yingying blinked her eyes suspiciously, and saw a look of struggle flashing in Ye Fan's eyes, the corners of her mouth tightened, and finally closed her eyes and said, "Do me a favor." ”
The woman in Tang costume is named Jia Man, and today she was busy until the middle of the night because of work, and she took this remote road again in order to take a shortcut, and this is the second time she has taken this road.
She is an atheist who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, the last time I saw a middle-aged man here and a fool in place, not only did she not feel scared, but she also felt funny and took a video to share with Moments, and her friends said that it was a ghost hitting the wall, so she should not go down this road in the future.
At that time, she read the comments and retorted mockingly, what era is it, and these feudal superstitions, where are the gods and ghosts in this world, what ghosts hit the wall, that man is obviously drunk and drunk.
Tonight, she walked this road again, and she didn't take the ghost hitting the wall in her friend's mouth to heart, but she clearly walked forward through the intersection, but after walking for a while, she came back to her senses and found that she was still at the intersection.
However, when she was still circling around the intersection after walking for more than ten minutes, she began to panic, and all kinds of ghost stories that her friends forced her to give her came out in a drum.
She took out her phone and tried to call a friend, but when she pulled it out, she only heard the sound of an electric current, and then it turned off automatically, and her phone was still more than 40 percent charged.
She began to run and shout, but it was quiet, not like the silence of the dead of night, but so quiet that it was as if she was the only one left in the whole world, so quiet that all that was left of the whole world was the sound of her panting, the echo of the high shoe hitting the ground.
She was frightened, and recited all the various gods she had never believed in, but half an hour passed, and she was still circling around the intersection.