"I'm your Angkor!" suddenly there was a knock at the door. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the silence of midnight, this knock on the door was not on the door, but on the heart of the woman in the room, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

The woman's name is Lin Xiuxiu.

Just like her name, she looks dignified and delicate, but at this moment, her eyes reveal a touch of panic.

She looked at the picture on the table, and almost thought she was dazzled, why did she feel that the figure in the picture seemed to be angry? She rubbed her eyes, and the middle-aged man in the photo still looked angry.

The woman knew that something was wrong, it seemed that her man really died unjustly and was unwilling to reincarnate, so she came back to see her.

Maybe there's something to tell her!

This area has been completely electrified, but fortunately there is still water, otherwise there is really no way to live in it.

In fact, she had already found a new rental house outside, but considering that today was her husband's death day, she came back to clean and tidy up the room, and when it was dawn, she asked the moving company to move all the things.

The child was handed over to a colleague to take for a night, originally wanted the child to kowtow to his father, but this place is really panicked, considering that the child is still young, I am afraid that he will be frightened, so I still didn't let the child come.

At this moment, she was seven points scared and three points surprised.

But the shouting of the man outside the door scared her even more.

"Brother Ang, go back quickly! Today is the day of my brother's death, and I am not in the mood to talk to you. Lin Xiuxiu trembled and finally stood up and said to the door.

In addition to candles and black-and-white photographs of middle-aged men, there is a pot of pork belly, a braised flat fish, a pot of shrimp, a plate of green vegetables, a pot of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a tofu soup, a bowl of white rice, and a bowl of white wine.

The sumptuous dishes, coupled with the black-and-white photos of the middle-aged man, and the flickering of the candles, made the light in the room constantly change, making Lin Xiuxiu's introduction long and short, and the printed on the curtains kept shaking, looking like a group of demons dancing, weird and inexplicable.

But the man outside the door knocked desperately without giving up: "Xiuxiu, if you don't open the door, I won't leave today." ”

Lin Xiuxiu inside the door was shocked, and reluctantly walked over to open the door.

A man in his early thirties rushed into the living room, his upright face seemed very sincere, but the end of his straight nose was slightly hooked, and the light in his eyes was faint, indicating that he was a scheming man.

The man who entered the house was named Wu Xing, Luo Ping's apprentice.

In the team he was in, Luo Ping was the captain, and Wu Xing was brought out by him.

It may be that the light is dim, or it may be Lin Xiuxiu's illusion, she feels that Luo Ping's eyes in the photo seem to be widened, revealing a trace of surprise and anger.

"Angkor, what are you doing here? I have already said, you don't come to me, it was impossible before, and it is even more impossible now. Lin Xiuxiu said helplessly and angrily.

"Xiuxiu, why? Luo Ping is dead, but how old are you?" Wu Xing said angrily.

Lin Xiuxiu trembled with anger: "Your master has only been gone for a year, and you will call his name directly now?" You let me go, I don't want to see you!"

Wu Xing angrily grabbed Lin Xiuxiu's thin shoulders with both hands, and roared angrily: "He robbed my woman, why should I call him master?"

Lin Xiuxiu stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief, and shouted sharply: "What your woman, don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense? You're already my man, aren't you? How could I say something wrong?" Wu Xing yelled.

"You...... I was drunk, you were drunk, you didn't want to be responsible, you said it was just fun, is it interesting for you to run to say such things now? I have been married to Luo Ping for eleven years, and now I am running to someone's house and yelling? Do you still know shame?" Lin Xiuxiu shouted in a hissing voice.

What the two of them couldn't see was that a large area of ink-colored soul butterflies poured into the dim living room from outside the open door, and each soul butterfly spit out a transparent silk thread from its mouth, and the silk threads were entangled, gradually like a spider's web, weaving the entire living room into a huge silk web, flashing with a dark light.

"Bah!"

The two of them looked back in shock and found the statue lying on the offering table.

"Ah~~~" Lin Xiuxiu screamed and let out a terrible cry.

"You go quickly! Brother Ping is back, I beg you to leave quickly, stop talking nonsense, he must be my anger......" Lin Xiuxiu's tears couldn't help but fall.

"I'm not leaving, you said he's back, right? Okay, let's make it clear. You tell me, is the baby his, is it mine? I have calculated the time, how can it be so coincidental? You say it was born a month prematurely, I don't believe it, you say, is it mine? You say!"

Lin Xiuxiu was so angry that her eyes darkened, and she almost fainted.

His eyes widened incredibly, his body sat on the ground softly, pointing at Wu Xing, his teeth gurgling, his whole body trembled, and he scolded: "Beast, you get out of me! You get out of me~~~"

The statue on the table fell to the ground with a "bang" and shattered suddenly.

Lin Xiuxiu rushed to the offering table, picked up the frame and cried: "Brother Ping, Brother Ping, are you back, are you back? Where are you? You let me see you, okay? You just leave, don't leave a word to my mother, how can you let me live the life of an orphan and widow? They said that you were a drunk driver, so you rolled over to the side of the road, so you didn't pay us any money......

"But I know you're not that kind of person, and you've never drunk a car...... Tell me, how the hell did you die? There are no cars, no people...... Why? I said I was going to inspect the vehicle, but they said it had been scrapped and towed away...... You tell me, did you kill someone? You tell me, I won't let them go...... Ah~~~~"

Lin Xiuxiu's heart-rending cry spread out in the silence of the night.

The empty alleys and the terrible roars of wild cats passing by are like ghosts crying wolf.

The shattered glass cut through her slender fingers, and the blood fell down the frame and seeped into the photograph, falling strangely on the photo's eyes, sliding down those eyes towards her face. The originally stocky and honest face of the Chinese character instantly became eerie and terrifying.

Wu Xing looked at the scene in front of him, listening to the woman's cry in his ears, and the flickering and deformed appearance of the candle flame in the room, and a trace of inexplicable fear welled up in his heart.

He let out a sudden wail and ran towards the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I ran to the door, the door suddenly slammed, and it closed without wind...... (To be continued.) )