The light inside the haunted house is very dark.

The flashlight in his hand emitted a miserable white dim light.

The plot here may be a split line, and it was shunted after just coming in.

Tong Yaoyao stood alone in front of the door, looking at the woman in white who was shrunk inside, with shame in her eyes.

The woman said in a long white dress, the skirt was stained with blood, the long hair almost covered her face, and there was a pool of blood on the ground, which looked particularly weird under the lamp.

She rolled around on the ground with her face covered in pain.

A terrible sound came from the mouth.

"! Who is so energetic! my face, bang out a big bag, big bag, woo woo ......"

Tong Yaoyao looked at this woman in pain, and her face showed unbearability.

It's miserable......

A fierce female ghost, who was hit into a monster.

What about the ghost behind you?

Tong Yaoyao turned her head, and the ghost masked man behind her who put his hand on her shoulder to tell her the story was stunned, and then said.

"You are small, but your strength is not small."

His voice was soft.

Sounds a bit familiar to the taste.

It's kind of like a cloud.

Wearing a mask is like the same person, but there is always a faint sadness in this man.

This person is more than 1.8 meters tall, wearing a mask, wearing a big black robe, a red grimace on his face, bulging eyes, and a mouthful of fangs.

He stood quietly behind Tong Yaoyao.

Tong Yaoyao raised her head and looked at his face and asked.

"Staff?"

The man seemed to smile and said.

"I'm looking for someone."

Tong Yaoyao looked at him and asked again.

"You're looking for Yunxi?"

It always feels like they're like.

The man didn't speak, he bent down, raised his hand, and his black sleeve slid down, revealing a dazzling wrist that was white even in the pale light.

On his wrist, a red rope is tied.

He gently lifted Tong Yaoyao's chin.

The eyes behind the mask were secretive.

Tong Yaoyao looked at him quietly, and the voice behind her was the background music.

The two looked at each other, and Tong Yaoyao raised her finger.

"They're over there."

The man chuckled and spoke.

"No wonder she likes you."

After saying that, he withdrew his hand, silently took a step back, pushed open a door next to him, and walked over.

After pushing the door open, Tong Yaoyao saw him twisting his fingers.

Well?

Tong Yaoyao didn't quite understand, and subconsciously touched her neck.

Thinking that Jessica would put on her own makeup, she wouldn't have a powder on her chin.

The kind of cosmetics that touch a hand?

Tong Yaoyao subconsciously pinched her little chin, a little bit of flesh, and it felt good.

At this time, the female ghost who had been "lying in the groove" finally attracted Tong Yaoyao's attention.

She bent down, trying to comfort the ghost.

The female ghost cried and rolled her body, staying away from Tong Yaoyao.

While humming, he said in a groan.

"! Stay away from me!! Let me be a lonely monster! ”

Tong Yaoyao sighed and leaned down.

The first scumbag in the canyon once again showed her gentle side.

She said softly to the strange female ghost.

"Don't be lonely yet, your child is bleeding."

Female ghost ...... Froze.

She lifted her face.

A miserable white face with two bloody tears flowing from under his eyes......

This face used to scare people was stunned.

Her mouth was wide open, she couldn't close it for a long time, and she looked at Tong Yaoyao in amazement.

Daddy Yao said softly.

"Do you want me to call a 120 emergency number? It doesn't matter if the child is gone, you still ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the female ghost jumped up and pushed her away, talking.

"! Lao Tzu is a man! ”

Liu Ruzhi: In order to write this story, I watched a horror story for a day today and scared myself