Today's "storytelling" game seems harmless on the surface, but there are too many murderous intentions hidden in it.

The short-haired woman has also experienced several spiritual games, but this is the first time that she feels ordinary when she experiences it, and she feels afraid after the experience.

She didn't dare to think about it anymore, and left here quickly, for fear that she would accidentally enter the influence of the spirit game.

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Leaf dill entered the community.

She glanced back to confirm that the short-haired woman wasn't following her.

Although she knew that the short-haired woman was not strong enough to affect her much, she couldn't let the short-haired woman know where she lived now, just to be cautious.

The neighborhood was quiet, a little quieter than when she came out.

Perhaps because of the late night, there was hardly any sound except for the occasional cold wind.

There were not a single star in the sky, and even the moon was covered in thick darkness, and there was no figure to be seen.

There are several street lights in the community, which makes people unable to see the road clearly.

Ye Dill didn't use the flashlight function of her mobile phone, so she walked the road in her memory in the dark.

There were other residents in the community, and she still remembers that when she came out, many people quietly watched her. No matter what those people have in mind, she shouldn't be too conspicuous.

If she's walking outside alone at night with a flashlight, it's a bit too noticeable.

"Girl......" An old voice sounded abruptly.

Ye Dill was startled, and her whole body subconsciously tensed.

The voice came directly in front of her, and she stroked her hair and took two steps forward. First Literature

In the dim light, the silhouette of a human figure can be faintly seen.

The voice sounded again: "Where is the girl going?" ”

It was an older woman's voice, a little tired and hoarse.

Ye Dill didn't answer, but just took two more steps forward.

The old man stood under a broken street lamp, and the light was not good, making it difficult to see her clearly.

But when she got closer, Ye Dill still saw that this was a thin old lady about 1.6 meters tall, who looked very old and was on crutches.

The old lady's back was slightly hunched, and she trembled when she walked.

She took a small slow step in the direction of Ye Dill and her tired and hoarse voice sounded again: "Girl, why don't you speak?" ”

As she spoke, her flabby skin rose slightly, making her look even more exhausted.

In the dim and dim light, a cloud of white gas could be faintly seen exhaling with her words.

It's cold in winter, and there is always such a fog when people talk.

Sure that it was a person in front of her, Ye Dill breathed a sigh of relief.

The old lady's voice sounded again: "Girl, I'm so tired, why don't you help me go." ”

Ye Dill didn't continue to get closer, but stopped: "Grandma, where do you want to go?" ”

"I want to go home." The old lady sighed helplessly, and the words she said were more like spit out with breath, as if she was exhausted, "I originally came to my son's house to support the elderly, but who knew that when I came, my son and daughter-in-law would be gone." I go out every day during the day to find people, and today I got into a little trouble and came back late......"

At this, the old lady took a breath, as if it was a particularly laborious thing for her to say a few more words.