As Zhou Bin breathed a sigh of relief, his hand was pinched, and the thing that pinched him was cold and had no temperature.

Zhou Bin thought of the phantom he had just seen outside the window, and he couldn't help but take two steps back in horror.

The hellish line flashed again, and Zhou Bin's eyes looked out of the window again......

The figure was still there!!

After Zhou Bin exclaimed, he retreated violently, not knowing what he had tripped upon, and then fell to the ground. Everyone was shocked by Zhou Bin's movements, and they couldn't help but look at it.

When Zhou Bin looked up, there was no image of the woman outside the window, but in the blink of an eye, the woman seemed to hang down from above again.

I saw her ruffle her hair. Some of her old faces, her chin and neck, and her exposed arms, were all burned.

As Lin Wanyun said, if you walk a lot at night, you will always encounter ghosts.

As for Zhou Bin, he has done too much bad things, and he looks like a ghost.

She screamed backwards, delirious and shouted, "Don't come...... Don't come over ......."

But with his shouting, the female ghost did not stop, but shook to the gate, and walked in from the door in such a bright light.

She was wearing a long white dress, and when she walked, she couldn't see her footsteps, and she looked as if she was floating over.

was so frightened that Zhou Bin kept grabbing his back and retreating, with words in his mouth, no one could hear what Zhou Bin was talking about, but he felt that Zhou Bin was suddenly like this, which was very weird.

"Xiaobin, I'm looking for you, you are my son, my mother will take you away......"

A woman's voice rang out, causing everyone to turn their heads to look over, and they didn't recognize the woman. But I saw that she was wearing a long white dress, and her hair was scattered.

There are burn marks on the chin and neck, and it looks very scary.

Everyone was speechless with the shock of this woman. But after Zhou Bin heard his words, he exclaimed: "Don't come here, I don't know you... I am the eldest young master of the Zhou family... I'm not your child. You die well, you all have to learn... No one will know about it until you are dead. ”

Zhou Bin's consciousness was scattered at this time, and his whole person fell into great fear.

Even if he was ruthless and burned his biological mother alive, this matter was in her heart. It was also a heavy boulder, not to mention that he was so frightened again. Subconsciously, he said all the words that he was suppressing in his heart.

Lin Wanyun listened to Zhou Bin's words, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.

She's waiting for now.

Everyone looked confused and didn't understand what was going on.

At this time, Lin Wenyun clapped his palms. The person who pretended to be a ghost just now took off the wig on his head, and then took off the skirt on his body, revealing his true face.

"Offended. A deep male voice apologized to everyone, and at this time everyone was stunned, and the person who was still like a female ghost turned out to be a man's voice at this time.

At this time, Zhou Bin also recovered from his fright.

Looking at the person in front of him in disbelief, the person was getting closer at this time, and he looked carefully before he realized that something was wrong.

Everything on his face was made up of makeup, including the fact that he looked like his own mother who had been burned to death, and it was all disguised!

In such darkness, in such a short period of time, coupled with his deliberately painted makeup, after Zhou Bin recognized the person as wrong, fear was implanted in his heart, and he dared not look at this woman even more. That's why no flaws were found.

ps: Quality reading, please do not personally attack the author.

I have always known that when I write a story, I always have to explain it clearly. The fate of the villain, I want to write about cause and effect and ending. It was written in detail, some people said it was delayed, some people wrote it quickly, and some people said it was in a hurry.

I can't mess with my pace because it's neither left nor right.

I put my heart and soul into every word, you can say that I am not good at writing, but please respect me and don't say that I am messing around.

My child is sick, I have something to do during the day, I stay up until 12 o'clock every day, I am not in good health, the doctor told me not to stay up late, I know I can't do it, in order to tell a good story.

So, you can not like, but do not attack the author, bye. (For some readers who are biased)

Good night.