Thinking that there was a dormitory outside and the sisters were anxiously waiting to use the bathroom, Zhou Lingling just sped up the speed of putting on pajamas and pajamas.

However, the black hairs sticking out of the shower head grabbed her from behind, like devil's claws.

Crunch!

It may be that the sister who has a stomachache outside can't hold it back, and suddenly opens the bathroom door.

"Ahh

Zhou Lingling was also taken aback, and hurriedly asked:

"Wang Ping, what's wrong?"

"Lingling, I, I just saw a black thing behind you......" Wang Ping pointed behind Zhou Lingling.

Zhou Lingling turned her head and found that there was nothing behind her except for the shower and the white wall:

"Hehe, your stomach hurts too much, don't you see dazzling? With such a small bathroom, you can see everywhere at a glance, how can there be anything black?"

Wang Ping took a closer look inside the bathroom and found that the black thing behind Zhou Lingling that she saw just now was really missing:

"Maybe I'm dazzled, huh...... Come out of here, I'm going to use the bathroom. ”

Zhou Lingling hurriedly walked out of the bathroom, Wang Ping covered her stomach and walked in, closing the bathroom door.

Neither of them knew.

Those black hairs were hidden in the shower head, and from the pile of black hair, a blood-red eye was revealed, which kept staring at Zhou Lingling through the small hole of the shower......

Male dormitory 308 bedrooms.

Li Mu played a game of eating chicken for a while, and after yawning a few times in a row, he put his phone aside and fell asleep.

Of course, he didn't turn off the lights, and after experiencing so many weird and terrifying events, he was still a little frightened in his heart.

Darkness itself can invisibly bring fear to people, and light can make people subconsciously feel a lot more at ease.

I slept in a daze.

Li Mu felt as if he had returned to the countryside, back to the earthen wall and tile house where he lived when he was a child.

Grandpa was lying on the old bench in the yard, dressed in coarse linen clothes and old cloth shoes, and holding in his hand an old-fashioned thin pipe, which contained tobacco leaves, the kind that he rolled into a small tube by hand, put it in the pipe and lit it.

To the left of the chair is an iron teacup.

On the right side of the chair lay a small black dog.

Regarding grandpa, if it weren't for the many strange events that have happened recently, Li Mu really didn't think about it.

The thought here is not that I have never missed my dead grandfather, but I have not remembered what my grandfather said before, as well as the profession of Mr. Yin and Yang of my grandfather.

The main reason is that in the two years since the old man died, no bizarre and ghostly things have happened to Li Mu, so naturally he will not think of what his grandfather said before and his profession.

But it seems that many things have been confirmed by grandpa's words, and now that I think of my grandfather's words and career, it is also reasonable.

"Are you back?" Grandpa looked up from the chair and looked at Li Mu who had walked to the edge of the courtyard.

People sometimes dream, and they know very well that they are dreaming.

Li Mu now knew that he was dreaming, dreaming of his grandfather.

"Grandpa, I'...... Who am I? Why do you say I'm a person who shouldn't have been born into this world, and what is that weird thing you gave me to drink when I was a kid?"

He asked all the doubts in his heart in one breath, and he longed for answers from his grandfather.

However, Grandpa just looked at him with deep eyes, got up from the chair, without saying a word, put down the pipe in his mouth, and turned and walked into the lobby of the earthen wall and tile house.

He was stunned for a moment, and followed in his grandfather's footsteps.

As soon as I walked into the lobby.

He was just stunned.

I saw my grandfather kneeling down in the middle of the hall, with a pile of dark paper and dark coins burning in front of him.

"Please bless my grandson Li Mu and live this life safely!" Grandpa kowtowed to the wall in the middle of the lobby, and said something in his mouth.

Li Mu looked up at the wall of the lobby.

The whole person was stunned!

His eyes widened and he gasped and stared at the walls of the lobby.

Because, on the wall of the lobby of the earthen wall and tiled house, there was a painting hanging exactly like the one he saw in the hall of the murderous house in the deserted village.

It's just that the paintings that seem to hang in his old house are not made of rare gold cloth, but of fine paper.

In the painting, he is dressed like a groom in ancient times, sitting on the Taishi chair, next to him stands a bride wearing a red dress and a red turban, and there are six vague figures standing behind him.

The bride is covered with a red headscarf and her face is not visible.

The six people standing behind him couldn't see their faces clearly.

Only his face, incomparably clear and striking.

"Grandpa, who is the bridegroom in the portrait?" he asked eagerly, as he walked over.

Grandpa raised his head and stared at the groom's face on the painting, and his voice trembled:

"He, he's ......"

Rumble!

Blaze!

Suddenly, the fire was blazing inside and outside the house.

The fire burned off Grandpa's words.

also burned Li Mu's dream.

He rubbed himself out of bed and half-sat up.

His face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping down his forehead.

Looking at a brightly lit dormitory, thoughts are flying in my head.

Why?

Why is there a painting in the old-fashioned mud-walled tile house in my house that is exactly the same as the one in the hall of the murderous house in the deserted village?

Grandpa died only two years ago, and the old man must have seen this painting for a day or two, so he must know that the groom in this painting looks exactly like Li Mu.

But his grandfather never mentioned this matter to him, and his parents should have known about the existence of this painting, but they didn't tell Li Mu about the painting at all.

Originally, kneeling down to worship a painting was already very confusing, but the grandfather knew that the groom in this painting looked the same as his grandson, but he still had to burn the paper and coins, kneel and worship, and beg bitterly.

Why is that?

Could it be that this "Li Mu" in the portrait is some kind of terrible existence?

For more than 20 years, Li Mu can be sure that he has never seen this painting in this earthen wall and tile house.

Could it be that grandpa and parents deliberately hid it from him?

After his grandfather died two years ago, he studied at school for half a year, and then when he went back for the Chinese New Year, he saw that his family's mud-walled tile house had been torn down and several brick houses had been built on the original foundation.

Mom and Dad said that most of the families in the village had built brick houses, and they also wanted to repair them, could it be that this was just a reason to lie to him, and the real reason was that the earthen wall tile house suffered an inexplicable fire?

But why did his parents lie to him?

Later, my parents came to Rongcheng to open a bubble tea shop, and a year later they also disappeared, only one year after my grandfather's death.

Suddenly.

Li Mu felt that the death of his grandfather and the disappearance of his parents, these two seemingly unrelated things, may have some kind of hidden connection......