Because the whole building was so quiet, I sat on the bed and turned on the TV series, and casually pressed a desk to turn on the loud voice, so as to make myself a little more courageous.

Ordinary ghosts have a urine nature, and the more you are scared, the more they will scare you!

There was nothing wrong with the room now, but soon I heard movement coming from one floor above us.

It's the kind of thing that moves tables and cabinets.

After a while, I heard the sound of tom tom, like someone was slapping a ball, and after a while, there was a faint quarrel next door on the opposite side of this floor.

And it was so loud that I heard the sound of glass shattering on the floor.

Then there was the sound of the door opening, and then the door slammed shut.

There was a cry in the corridor, and a woman was crying very sadly and ran downstairs, and the sound disappeared at once.

The sudden sound startled me, but I was somewhat relieved, at least there were people in the room.

I'm not nosy.

But after a while, all of a sudden, there was a knock on my door, and I heard someone coughing outside the door, and I realized it was early in the morning.

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It must have been my TV that was going to wake people up because it was too loud.

I quickly lowered my voice, but the knock on the door was still thinking, this must be a warning to my face.

I walked over and opened the door, and I had already thought about apologizing to others, but I didn't expect to open the door and bring airflow, and a cool wind blew in front of me.

But there was no one at the door.

I stood in the doorway and looked out, it was empty, only the lamp hanging in the middle of the corridor was on, emitting a dim light that reflected the whole corridor in a dim and dark way.

I subconsciously touched the tip of the bamboo leaf in my pocket, took a deep breath, and then stepped back to close the door and lock it.

I went back to the bed and sat down again, and not long after, there was another knock on the door, and my heart suddenly lifted, a little nervous.

But I didn't go to open the room, I just sat on the bed and watched.

But the knock on the door was just like it was deliberate, as if it wouldn't stop until I opened the door.

I was knocked out a little upset.

This time, he simply took out the tip of the bamboo leaf in his pocket, and then tiptoed to the door of the room, and was just about to reach out to open the door, when the knock on the door stopped abruptly.

I took a look at the cat's eye on the door.

I retracted my hand and didn't open the door directly, but leaned over and looked out through the cat's eye, which was a bit unorthodox and a little high, and I had to tiptoe.

I could see the hallway, it was still dimly lit, and I could even see the door number of room 304 opposite, the hallway was empty, and there was no one.

I didn't plan to open the door.

I turned around and tried to sit back on the bed, but this time the knock came faster, and suddenly it rang again before I could get to the bed.

Seriously, I'm really scared of this ignorance.

If it's really a ghost, I'd rather come out and I'll deal with it directly, but it's so weird and endless, and mentally it's really a torture for normal people.

I finally know why some people in reality would go insane because they can't bear the unknown.

A thought flashed through my head, and I vaguely felt that something was not right, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

Now I thought the knock would suddenly disappear when I got to the door.

But surprisingly not.