When Ou Shiman returned to Jiangdong, it was already three o'clock in the morning. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Legend has it that this is the time of the day when the yin energy is at its heaviest, and it is also the time when ghosts are most likely to appear. This is known as the "Ghost Three".

Looking in the mirror during this time period can sometimes leave your soul in the mirror forever.

That's why sometimes people go to the toilet at night and feel like someone is looking at them in the mirror. It was a ghost who had been left in the mirror, trying to seduce a substitute ghost to come in, to stay in the mirror forever instead of himself.

Ou Shiman put the invited golden boy in the hall in the special place dedicated to the gods and Buddhas, placed fruits, sprinkled water, lit the lamp, and then dragged his tired body back to his bedroom, without even taking off his clothes, he fell asleep on the bed.

About ten minutes later, Du Ze, who was full of alcohol, opened the door and came back.

In the living room of the black hole, the golden boy looked particularly weird.

When Du Ze just wanted to turn on the light, the TV suddenly turned on without warning.

"This Ou Shiman is also real, and I don't know how to turn it off after turning on the TV."

Du Ze wanted to turn on the light to find the remote control, but unexpectedly found that no matter how much he pressed the switch, the light would not turn on.

He had no choice but to find the remote control in the dark and turn off the TV.

Lying on the sofa in a daze, trying to squint for a while, after a snorting sound, the TV automatically turned on again.

Du Ze, who was already drunk and confused, angrily walked to the power supply of the TV and unplugged the main plug.

The TV finally stopped turning on automatically.

A burst of urine hit, Du Ze got up and walked towards the toilet in the dark.

And just as he arrived at the bathroom, the unplugged TV in the living room was turned on again.

This time, a white child appeared on the TV, the kind of whiteness that only the dead can have. Looking at his size, he is about two or three years old. His whole face was exactly the same as that of the golden boy in the living room.

When Du Ze finished peeing and was about to come out, the picture of the TV gradually turned into a snowflake, and the little white child inside had a gloomy smile on his face.

It didn't matter if he smiled, his mouth full of nails was exposed, and if anyone saw this, they would definitely be scared to death.

When Du Ze returned to the living room again, the TV flashed and turned off automatically.

At this time, Du Zejiu had already woken up for the most part, and when he saw that the door of Ou Shiman's room was ajar, he knew that his assistant must have finished his work and came back.

The so-called drunken disorder is that alcohol has a certain **** effect.

After Du Ze woke up, he was very lewd, and he swayed open the door of Ou Shiman's room and walked in.

Under the moonlight, Ou Shiman's whole body curled up on the bed in an S shape, this posture just showed her fiery figure to the fullest.

Especially Ou Shiman's upright buttocks, straight pouting, Du Ze, who drank the wine, looked at it, and his eyes turned red instantly.

Du Ze, who was panting, took off his shirt in a chic manner, and then violently lifted Ou Shiman's skirt, and with a slight exertion of his hand, he tore her lace panties.

In the dark, realizing that someone was suddenly going to violate him, Ou Shiman subconsciously screamed.

And just as Du Ze was about to carry a gun into battle, a miserable white arm stretched out from Ou Shiman's lower body and grabbed Du Ze's jj.

"Ah!!!h

After the scream, a black handprint appeared on Du Ze's JJ. He rolled on the ground in pain.

After hearing the voice, Ou Shiman realized that it was Du Ze.

Just now, under the consciousness of self-protection, she recited the spell to summon the little ghost, but she didn't expect it to be so effective.

After turning on the light, Ou Shiman hurriedly helped Du Ze up and asked with concern: "Xiao Ze, are you okay?" ”

Du Ze just hurt for a while, and then didn't scream anymore.

But the scene just now really scared him out.

The frightened Du Ze gasped for a while and asked, "The one just now is the little ghost you invited back, right?" ”

Ou Shiman nodded and said, "That's right." ”

Du Ze, who gradually came to his senses, thought of the powerful attack power of the little ghost just now, and his eyes emitted a ruthless light. He went out to get drunk today because of the incident of losing to Wang Xiaofan.

After sitting on the bed, Du Ze hugged Ou Shiman and said with a little flattery: "Shiman, you can teach me how to command the little ghost." ”

Ou Shiman nodded and said, "No problem, anyway, this little ghost was originally invited for you." But it's too late today, so let's do it tomorrow. ”

Seeing that Ou Shiman agreed, Du Ze happily stretched out his salty pig hand to Ou Shiman's lower body again and moved. It didn't take long for Osman to hold on.

"My words still hurt to this day! It's all your fault! Say, how can you compensate me? Du Ze's movements became faster and faster, and Ou Shiman's body trembled more and more.

"I ...... I'll help you''Relax......'

Du Ze smiled.

I'm waiting for your words!

In this way, Du Ze lay on the bed with a satisfied face, looking at the beautiful face of the delicate beauty in front of him, and enjoying Ou Shiman's careful service.

"Yang Chan, do you think what I said at that time was for fun? Very good, if you don't follow me, just wait to be bitten to death by my little ghost! Du Ze said viciously in his heart.

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Yang Chan has always felt that someone is secretly staring at her recently.

This feeling is especially strong at night.

The night before yesterday, when she got up to go to the toilet at night, she passed by the mirror in the dormitory, and she could clearly feel that there was a white shadow flashing inside.

She was so scared that she didn't even dare to pee, and she didn't dare to go to the toilet until dawn.

I thought I was too tired recently, coupled with lack of sleep, and hallucinations, and I should be fine after taking a rest.

Unexpectedly, her hallucinations appeared more and more frequently.

Counting yesterday, she hadn't been able to rest properly for five days, and her eyes were scary. The whole person looked wilted and had no energy at all.

Wang Xiaofan asked her what was going on, and she could only say that she hadn't rested well. Because she herself doesn't know what's going on.

That night, Yang Chan went to the toilet in advance, and she didn't dare to drink much water this day, wanting to make up for her sleep.

At about three o'clock in the morning, Yang Chan, who was sleeping soundly on her side, felt as if something was scratching her behind her back.

originally thought it was something like a small bug, but Yang Chan didn't open her eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey~~~~"

The sharp and eerie doll laughter loomed behind Yang Chan, and gradually, the source of this laughter pressed into her ears.

At this time, Yang Chan was already sleepy, she opened her eyes, and wanted to turn over to see what was going on.

But she was surprised to find that her whole body was out of control. No matter how hard she tried, her body just couldn't move.

Obviously, he can clearly see everything in front of him, and he has a very clear consciousness, but his body just can't move, which makes Yang Chan think of a word - ghost press.

Thinking of this, Yang Chan, who was extremely scared, swung her body desperately, and suddenly, Yang Chan felt as if her body had no weight, and flew lightly.

Looking down, Yang Chan was startled.

A child, white whiter than chalk, was sucking some golden gas on her body with her mouth open.

Probably sensing that Yang Chan was looking at him, the little white boy looked up at Yang Chan and smiled gloomily, revealing a mouth full of jagged sharp teeth.

In the next second, the little ghost who was sucking the yang energy in Yang Chan's body opened his mouth coldly, spit out a tongue like a snake, and rushed towards Yang Chan's soul.

Yang Chan wanted to run, but found that she couldn't escape within five meters of her body.

After a burst of pain that penetrated her soul, Yang Chan's soul struggled, trying to break free from the little ghost's bite.

But she found that this little ghost seemed to be playing, biting herself for a while, then letting herself go, and then chasing after herself and biting for a while. It was repeated and bitten until dawn, and Yang Chan's soul was already dying.

The little ghost wanted to bite Yang Chan to death, but helplessly, it was already dawn, so he had to stick out his long tongue, plunge into the wall, and disappeared.

When Yang Chan woke up, it was already 12 noon.

The whole body was paralyzed and weak, and the mind was empty, as if there was no soul.

The phone next to the pillow rang, Yang Chan picked up the phone with great difficulty, and found that it was a text message sent by Wang Xiaofan to invite him to lunch. Only then did Yang Chan realize that it was already noon.

Like a robot, after washing up in a mess, Yang Chan stood in front of the mirror and found that her face was ugly like a dead person, haggard.

Her brain was still pounding like a drum, and Yang Chan just wanted to lie down on the bed and go to sleep for a while. But as soon as she thought that her boyfriend was still waiting there, Yang Chan cheered up, changed into a beautiful set of clothes, and walked down the dormitory building.

Wang Xiaofan stood downstairs in the girls' dormitory, waiting a little impatiently.

Usually when she sends a text message, Yang Chan usually runs downstairs like flying. But today, she actually made herself wait for half an hour, which is a very strange thing.

Finally, in the corridor of the dormitory building, Yang Chan's figure appeared.

Because of his extraordinary eyesight, Wang Xiaofan could see Yang Chan's haggard appearance from a long distance.

Her eyes, in particular, are particularly scary.

The circles under his eyes were dark, as if he hadn't slept in months, his eyes were sloppy, and he barely had any focus.

This can no longer be explained by lack of sleep.

What happened to Yang Chan?

walked towards Wang Xiaofan with a slow pace, and when he was halfway there, Yang Chan stumbled and almost didn't fall to the ground.

Wang Xiaofan hurriedly went over to help her.

Feeling Wang Xiaofan's warm chest and his strong masculine aura, Yang Chan felt unusually safe in her heart like a milk shaker returning home.

She hugged Wang Xiaofan tightly and fell asleep standing like this.