"You ......"

When the girl in the room saw Qu Shuyao, she was stunned, and there was vigilance in her eyes.

"Hello, my name is Qu Shuyao, and I am here to help the poor. Qu Shuyao looked at the good-looking face and explained, "The teacher assigned me and a classmate to our house, and now I want to know about the situation at home." ”

"Oh. My name is Xiaowan. The girl looked at Qu Shuyao carefully, her expression softened, she turned sideways and let Qu Shuyao into the room, "The family environment is not good, my sister will take care of it." ”

After entering the house, the light was dim, Qu Shuyao sniffed lightly, smelled the smell of mold, and a wisp of strong herbal smell, and when his eyes adapted to the light in the room, he glanced at the environment, facing the door, there was a set of tables and chairs, the paint was peeling, and it looked like it was about to fall apart, I don't know how many years it had been used.

On the wall above the table were several old New Year's paintings, which had turned black and yellow, and looking at the dates printed on them, they were already decades old.

In the middle of the room, against the west wall, there was a wooden bed, and on the side of the bed lay a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, playing with his mobile phone, and the screen was lit up with a faint white light, reflecting his face pale.

Next to the plank bed was a small coal stove, rusty, and a casserole beside the coal stove, from which the smell of herbs emanated, and there was still some residue in it.

"Hello. When the young man saw Qu Shuyao, he seemed to be surprised by her beauty, and he was stunned for a moment before saying hello.

"Hello. Qu Shuyao responded, retracted her gaze, and then turned around, and saw that there was a back room on her right, so she looked in, and saw a long-haired girl in a red robe, stretching out her beautiful slender hand, playing with a ray of bright sunlight through the window lattice, with an innocent and beautiful smile on her face.

"She's my sister. Xiao Wan smiled lightly, "It's called Xiaohong." ”

"Sister Xiaohong is good. Qu Shuyao said hello softly, and an endless sense of weirdness appeared in her heart, as if she always felt that these two girls should not appear here, and couldn't help but think of a scary story......

In ancient times, there was a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam, passing by a big mountain, wanted to find a place to rest, saw a grass house on the side of the road, and rejoiced, there was an old woman and her daughter in the grass house, agreed to stay at home, in the middle of the night, the daughter slept with the scholar, dedicated herself to him, let him come back to marry him after the high school of Jinbang.

The scholar got the girl's body and agreed, but when he woke up in the morning, he found himself lying in a dense forest, holding a charming girl in his arms, which was clearly a skeleton and white bones......

Qu Shuyao was in the house, thinking of the old woman who didn't speak, seeing the two good-looking sisters, and the seriously ill young man, she always felt that she was the scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam, maybe she would wake up tomorrow, this house, the old woman, and the good-looking sister...... It's all gone!

In the creepy, Qu Shuyao wanted to leave here.

At this moment, the girl in the red robe in the back room smiled at the corner of her mouth and a hundred flowers bloomed.

"I ...... I'll go out and see my classmates!"

Qu Shuyao was frightened by herself, and hurriedly ran outside the house, in the large sunshine, covering her soft chest, took a few big breaths, and swept her eyes to the courtyard, only to find that Meng Fan was gone!

And the broom that Meng Fan used just now was sitting in the corner of the wall, untouched.

"Brother Cloth Shoes, what about you?!"

Qu Shuyao's pretty face changed suddenly, wondering if it was a supernatural event, Brother Bushoe disappeared mysteriously?

Just when she was panicking, she heard a clanging sound from a high place, and hurriedly looked up, and found Meng Fan standing on the roof of the stove, holding a stone, knocking on the chimney, and after a while, a black smoke came out of the chimney.

Meng Fan bent down and jumped down, stood beside Qu Shuyao, grinned, showed a mouthful of neat white teeth, raised his fingertips on Qu Shuyao's forehead, pointed out a round black dot, and said with a smile: "I helped my mother-in-law dredge the chimney, what are you yelling about?"

Qu Shuyao didn't have time to wipe his forehead, looking at Meng Fan's bright smile, his beautiful eyes were slightly moist, and he really wanted to pull him out of here, but in the end he couldn't help it, because after seeing him, there was nothing to be afraid of, just flattened his lips slightly aggrieved, and said, "I'm afraid you're lost, come out to see you." ”

"Let's go into the house and see how things are going. Meng Fan walked towards the house, Qu Shuyao grabbed Meng Fan's sleeve, stuffed a wad of money, and said with soft lips, "You come and send money!"

Meng Fan pursed his lips and quipped, "I'm not the boss." ”

As he spoke, he went straight into the house.

"Damn Cloth Shoes!"

Qu Shuyao stomped her feet hatefully, her considerable chest shook for a while, and her eyebrows were filled with a touch of complicated feelings, and she also walked in.

After Meng Fan entered the house, he chatted with the girl named Xiaowan for a few words, greeted the seriously ill young man, and then raised his head, looked into the inner room, and saw a girl in a red robe, who also tilted his head and looked over, the eyes of the two people looked at each other, the air seemed to be frozen, and both of them lost their minds for a while.

"She's here. In the dim light, Meng Fan whispered in his heart, "Why is she here?"

Her gaze was like that of a person. A ray of bright sunlight, through the window lattice, shone on the pretty face of the red-robed girl with pink carving, almost transparent, she took a stunned step, walked out of the small room for the first time, Ying Ying stood a few steps in front of Meng Fan, blinked in surprise, staring at Meng Fan's eyes, "I...... I seem to know you!"

Meng Fan, who had been separated for a few days, met the girl in the red robe for the first time.

"Ahaha!" Meng Fan scratched his head, revealing a bright smile that even Qu Shuyao had never seen, "I think I ...... I know you!"

The sun was slanting in the west, and a touch of sunlight slowly poured in, spreading between the two, and the woman in red named Xuanyue also smiled brightly, but with a hint of remembrance and sadness in her smile, not like him, but like him.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, the two looked away, and the sunlight was fleeting again.

"Hmph, Brother Bu Shoes, this big bad guy is picking up girls again!" Qu Shuyao curled the corners of her straight mouth, "What an old-fashioned method of picking up girls!"

Outside Luoyue Village, a car stopped, and a man with a square face like a brick, with gauze wrapped around his head, walked out of the car, staring at Luoyue Village bathed in the last touch of the sunset, and squeezed out a cruel smile on his face: "Run, where can you run? You will still die in my hands!"