Su Yun had eaten, asked Aunt Wang to water the flowers, and said goodbye to them at the door. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm not at home at night, if anything happens on a rainy night, let her sit on the south side of the sofa in the living room, remember that it's south, don't sit in any other position."

Aunt Wang and Xiaoyu both looked at her a little strangely: "What will happen to me?" ”

"It's best if it's okay, goodbye Aunt Wang, Xiaoyu can also go into the house to read."

Su Yun waved goodbye to them.

When I closed the door and entered the house, the heat outside was a little better than during the day, and there was no transpiration, but it was very hot.

"Mom, don't you think that sister is very strange, how could she tell me something at night for no reason?"

Aunt Wang went back to the kitchen to cut the watermelon, and said with a smile: "Maybe it's just a casual concern, don't take it to heart."

"But this Miss Su's family background is very interesting."

Aunt Wang was obviously thinking about other things.

Xiaoyu said impatiently: "Mom, don't think about this and that all day because of Uncle Zhao, that sister is an ordinary neighbor, isn't it good for everyone to chat and chat, why do you have to ask about other people's affairs."

Regarding Xiaoyu's attitude, Aunt Wang didn't think it was a pestle at all, and she didn't take it to heart, but she was ignorant as a child: "It's because of the neighbor that my mother asked about her situation, and I know a little bit about it, what's wrong with this, isn't it all right, but it's you, the child, don't react so much at every turn, say that everything involves your Uncle Zhao, let others hear it and think that I did something for him, in fact, if it weren't for your Uncle Zhao, maybe our mother and daughter wouldn't be able to get the house back now, Being pressed by your grandparents and not giving it to us, your father is not a thing, and your grandparents are not a good thing, and the cubs are protected tightly."

"Okay, don't say it, I talk about this every day, and I'm tired of listening to it."

Xiaoyu was very bored and went back to the room with her book.

Aunt Wang muttered a few words to herself, then cleaned up the housework and mopped the floor.

Under the lamp, Xiaoyu spread out her workbook, thinking about the method she heard the teacher explain the problem today, to analyze this very problem.

The retro green table lamp illuminated a white and clear light, and the surrounding beds and wardrobes seemed to be drowned in darkness, and the light rain became an island of light.

Doing the question,The alarm clock under the desk lamp is ticking and walking,In the past, Xiaoyu would not notice the ticking sound of this clock.,I don't know why today.,I think the sound of this blue-shell-colored robot cat's small alarm clock second hand walking is particularly loud.。

Xiaoyu looked at the time of the clock, and suddenly realized that it was eleven o'clock, is it so fast?

It seems that I have only done the question for a while, and when I look at eleven o'clock, I remember the legend in the school that I told my sister today.

Normally, when I think about it, I don't think it's scary at all, and I think it's a little funny to see a prank, but today I look at this clock and my hair stands up a little, and I don't know why.

It's because the air conditioner is cold, Xiaoyu picked up the remote control and turned off the air conditioner.

Then he deliberately rubbed his study chair against the floor, making an angry sound, and pressed the headlight switch on the wall.

I clicked it a few times, and the headlights were still good in the morning, but I don't know when they were broken.

"Mom, is the light in my room broken?"

Xiaoyu shouted outside, but she didn't hear her mother's voice, and she was a little unhappy in her heart.

Her mother probably thought that she had gone back to her room and went to find Uncle Zhao to dance again.

When I opened the door, the lights outside were turned off, and it was dark inside.

Xiaoyu angrily closed the door and made a slightly louder closing sound.

It was like a sudden concentrated explosion, and when the sound dissipated instantly, everything around it became quiet and dark again.

Xiaoyu sat at the study desk, guarding her small desk lamp.

Then he looked at his little alarm clock, and it stopped at eleven o'clock.

Xiaoyu took the small alarm clock and shook it vigorously a few times, but it didn't move, and even the small alarm clock was broken.

Xiaoyu felt that everything was going wrong around her, so she put the small alarm clock aside.

The sound of the alarm clock rubbing against the smooth wooden table was a little rubbing harsh, and looking at the eleven o'clock on the alarm clock, it went towards the area where the small lamp could not shine, as if it was hidden in the darkness.

The legend about the school began to bubble in Xiaoyu's mind again.

It's really a coincidence, how come it was at eleven o'clock, the little alarm clock broke, and she can't help but think about it now.

Thinking like this, Xiaoyu wanted to hold back, but she couldn't help but look at the dark place behind her.

The wardrobe, reference books, and birthday dolls given by classmates all show a rough outline in the dark, Xiaoyu feels that she is really a little scared of herself, but it is like looking at her window with eyes that cannot be recovered.

The white curtain floated slightly, and the curtain blew up a little wrinkled, and Xiaoyu remembered the legend of the school with the sister next door today.

At that time, the sister seemed to be looking at the balcony of their living room, and my mother liked white curtains, and the curtains lining the inner layers of their windows were all white gauze.

"The legend of our school is not interesting at all, ordinary to death, that is, there is a very well-behaved girl, who is asked by her parents to go to tutoring every day, but she is still the last first place in every exam, and her mother scolds her for being a pig brain, stupid, and then she can't think about it, so she jumps off the building and dies, no creativity."

Xiaoyu remembered that when she told the sister next door about this legend, her tone didn't care at all, the legend of their school was just boring.

She just thought that the sister probably didn't listen to her at the time, after all, this legend was not interesting at all, just looking at the curtains of her house, her dark eyes were not instantaneous.

Thinking of this, Xiaoyu felt that her sister's eyes were really beautiful, like a glass ball that could refract prophecy and people's hearts.

Thinking like this, Xiaoyu felt as if she saw her sister's dark pupils dilated in front of her eyes, as if she could see what her sister saw through the emitted bright sphere.

It was amazing, the curtain was reflected in the sister's pupils, and then even the breeze on the windowsill was reflected in the pupils.

The wind blew the curtains and moved, Xiaoyu felt that in her memory, she was like leaning close to her sister's pupils to see what she saw, which was very interesting, and she wanted to see what was reflected in her sister's pupils.

"I heard that the girl who jumped off the building likes to watch the girls who pass downstairs with books on the windowsill every day, and if there are girls who are in the top ten because of tutoring, the jumping girl will deliberately fix them because of jealousy."

"How do you fix them?"

At that time, the sister asked her this, and she was amused, this sister still believed in this kind of ghost legend.

"It's just spitting on the windowsill to those girls, showing disdain."

When she spoke, the sister didn't speak, but now she remembered that she could see the nod of agreement in her sister's pupils.

It felt like seeing something like this with her own eyes, and she thought it was funny what this sister could see in their house.

couldn't help it, Xiaoyu was in her memory, and felt that she was getting close to her sister's beautiful transparent black pupils again.

In her pupils, the wind blew the curtain screen, and the layers of white folded gauze seemed like a broken wave foam, and then a layer of gauze foam blew away, as if some outline was highlighted.

The figure of a girl with shawl hair slowly appeared behind the curtain, her black hair covering her face, but suddenly revealing her bloody face, and spat heavily in their direction.

"Ah" Xiaoyu felt that she had seen a terrible scene from the pupil that was getting closer and closer, and she retreated from her memory in a panic, and the feeling that the pupil attracted her mind to recall and track disappeared.

She struggled to calm her heartbeat.

Could it be that the sister saw something strange while she was eating?

The white curtain was shaking again, and Xiaoyu's eyes were involuntarily pulled over, floating with the curtain.

Xiaoyu pulled her eyes hard, and the scene in the pupils she saw in her memories just now lingered in her mind.

But his eyes were firmly glued to the curtain and couldn't be pulled.

There was a breeze blowing on the windowsill, and the white curtains were floating layer by layer like the foam of the waves.

Xiaoyu's mind was like a string suddenly plucked by the sound of "Cheng", she remembered that it seemed to be such a scene when she recalled just now, and then the terrifying girl figure would appear.

She quickly tried to withdraw her gaze, but it was too late, and a girl appeared behind the curtain, and her black hair with a shawl covered her face.

"Buden" sounded, and the chair that Xiaoyu was sitting on was so frightened that it collided with the desk.

She scrambled to her feet, but was covered by a bloody face.

Xiaoyu's pupils were uncontrollably dilated to the extreme, revealing white eyes, but she still couldn't stop the terrifying thing from breaking into her vision.

Xiaoyu's heartbeat felt like it was stopping because it was too fast, but her brain was clearly in contact with her visual analysis at this time.

There were two eyeballs on the bloody face, and these two eyes stared at herself, as if she were staring at the hostility and vendetta of her competitors, and then she spat heavily on her face.

"Whoa"!

Xiaoyu stiffly and slowly raised her hand to touch the wet thing on her face and lifted it to her eyes.

It's blood.

"Ahh

Hysterical screams came from Xiaoyu's throat.

But this scream seemed to be drowned out by the darkness around him, and the bright light of the table lamp behind him was like an island, which could not save Xiaoyu from landing on the shore.

"Ahem, Lotus, Giggles".

Xiaoyu's throat soon no longer felt like screaming, and only the sound of shattering came from under the bloody girl's hand.

She tightened Xiaoyu's neck.

"You go die, go die, what qualifications do you have to live if you study so badly, you are a fool, you are a waste, hurry up and die".

There was a bloody mouth on the fleshy features, as if he was casting a series of evil spells, and it kept repeating in Xiaoyu's ears.

Xiaoyu suddenly felt that she really had no face to live, she lived up to her mother's expectations of her, failed the training of the school teachers for her, she went to so many cram schools every day, wasted so much money and energy, and still studied poorly.

Xiao Yu's hand began to hang down weakly, and the hand touched the pocket of her pants, Xiao Yu felt as if she had touched something hot, and her hand was hot, and then it quickly spread to her whole body, burning her whole body like a fire when she was invaded by the cold and dark just now.

Her brain suddenly remembered.

She was very poor at studying, this time from the 40th in her age, to the 11th, and the head teacher also praised her by name and used her as a role model for the class.

She is proud and touched by her hard work and sweat.

She's not stupid at all, she's not a waste, she's a very hard working girl.

"I'm not stupid, I'm not a waste, I'm trying! You don't know anything, don't talk about me! ”

Xiaoyu suddenly shouted, the bloody and blurred facial features seemed to be because she could shout, so she staggered, and then choked her neck harder.

Xiaoyu burst out all her strength at that moment, but it was a bit like a dying flashback, and now she could only send out from her throat what she couldn't hear, but could only hear in her heart: "Help...... Save...... Life helps".

When the last straw pressed down on her brain, she remembered that her hand had been burned just now, and she struggled to move her hand into her pocket.

I touched it, and it was a small fabric made by hand.

Suddenly she remembered that after eating, the sister had passed by her when she insisted on helping them clean up the table, and she remembered now that it was the sister who had put it in her pocket at that time.

Xiaoyu took out the things in her pocket violently.

"Ahh She heard the bloody thing scream as if it shone from the small cloth in her hand, and immediately let go of her neck, took two steps back, and raised her arm to cover her bloody face.

Xiaoyu took advantage of this time to open the door and run towards the living room.

She heard the ghost chase after her, "Help! Help me! ”

Xiaoyu shouted loudly, but their house was like the reflection she had just seen under the lamp.

She could even see the street lights outside the community shining slightly on the balcony, but everything in the house was dark, like darkness drowning outside the island of light.

The light outside the house is like an unattainable shore from me.

Xiaoyu went towards the door of the Xuanmen, but she couldn't touch the door at all, and the whole room seemed to be completely closed.

"You shit, you deserve to die"!

There was a hissing sound of the ghost behind her, and there was a "tearing" sound, and it was the thing that grabbed her clothes, and she broke free with all her might.

The clothes were torn.

Xiaoyu grabbed the small fabric in her hand, touching it like the peace charm in the Taoist temple when she and her classmates went to organize a tour.

Who is that sister, is she a disciple of Maoshan?

Xiaoyu ran around the house like a headless fly, "You waste, you're not dead!" ”

She was overtaken by the monster behind her, and a single lunge knocked her to the ground.

"Ahhh!!h

Xiaoyu screamed through her throat.

But it didn't work at all.

She remembered to hold the peace charm in her hand, but this time it was useless.

She saw that the bloody features seemed to let out a giggling sound.

"You idiot, trash!"

The flesh and blood blurred thing said her words this time, although it was a repeat of the previous one, but it seemed to be clearly mocking her for not knowing that the divine power of this peace charm was limited.

The throat was pinched hard by the ghost again, and Xiaoyu felt like her eyeballs were about to burst and squeezed out.

Her last words flashed through her mind, and if she woke up, remember to sit on the south side of the living room couch.

South.

Where is the south side now?

It was dark all around.

The balcony, by the way, is on the north side, and the sofa is facing the balcony on the south side.

She was now at a forty-five degree angle to the south of the couch.

As long as you straighten your body, you will be facing south.

Xiaoyu crawled towards the corner of the sofa with difficulty.

As if sensing her intentions, the ghost dragged her body into the darkness.

Xiaoyu felt that her fingers were bleeding, but she used her nails to dig into the floor and moved towards Shaofa's south.

"Ahh Xiaoyu seemed to hear a scream from the ghost behind her, and fled in a hurry.

Xiaoyu climbed onto the couch.

With a "click", the light in the living room was turned on.

The bright and dazzling living room light couldn't open Xiaoyu's eyes.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?!"

Hearing her mother's voice, Xiaoyu looked at them and saw that her mother and Uncle Zhao had come back together, and the elated expression on her face had not faded.

Xiaoyu looked at her hands and body.

Just now she felt that there was blood on her hands and body, there was no blood at all, and it was clean.

But why was my mother's cry so frightened?

"What's on your face!"

Aunt Wang took out a makeup mirror from her bag and took it towards Xiaoyu.

In the mirror, Xiaoyu's face.

Flesh and blood blur.

She snorted and her face was covered with blood floating on the surface.

Aunt Wang breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked nervously and frightened.

"What's going on at home? Is there a bad guy coming? ”