That night, I got drunk and fell asleep on the couch.

Had a nightmare....

I saw the picture of An Xiaomo committing suicide.

That night, he locked himself in his room, curled up in a corner, shivering and panicking.... Could it be that his face was extremely haggard, and he was chattering......

It seems like a madman, constantly looking, in fear of something....

Twelve o'clock in the night.

In the sealed room, a cold wind suddenly blew....

An Xiaomo screamed in fright, then jumped onto the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and kept trembling.

"Bang!"

A dull sound rang out, and something on the table fell to the ground.

Suddenly, a dark laugh rang out in the room....

Like the wind, it burrowed into his ears.

Suddenly he was frightened, and in an instant he jumped out of the quilt and wanted to leave the bedroom....

"Hey, hey...."

Suddenly, the soul of a Mediterranean madman appeared.... He was holding a dagger, and there was a hideous scar in the corner of his eye, bleeding from it.... The thumb-sized hole in the door of the brain, white and red liquid pooled together, trickling out....

A madman with a bloody face, his face glowing green, his body like soft mud, crooked....

He looked at An Xiaomo, a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it was so mad, so terrifying....

Then, the madman approached An Xiaomo, waved the dagger in his hand, and cut off the flesh on his body piece by piece, and the blood was like a fountain, spilling into the bedroom..... The whole room was covered in blood, and the white walls were dripping with blood, instantly stained red.....

An Xiaomo, screaming miserably, her face full of fear.... His eyes were full of despair, and he wanted to cry out for help with his voice.

But no one knows .... The flesh was cut off alive by that madman with a dagger.... tortured to death ....

"Whew... Whew...."

I was awakened and sweating profusely.

Shortness of breath, chest heaving and heaving.... My heart rushed to my throat, and I was about to jump out, and it was very uncomfortable.

I felt a chill penetrate the soles of my feet, and in the blink of an eye it reached my spine, my whole body was chilling, my scalp was numb, and fear filled all my cells....

The dream was so real that it was as if I had seen it with my own eyes.

Especially An Xiaomo's desperate face, which deeply stimulated me, and my whole body trembled.

Nervous to the point that it was like a string full of bows, tense to the extreme....

"Ding Dong..."

At this time, WeChat rang.

I wiped the sweat off my face and looked at my phone.... It was Ann Xiaomo who sent me a message....

My heart is beating faster, my hands are helpless, and my mind is blank.

The room was filled with an atmosphere of panic, like the end of the world.

An Xiaomo actually sent me a message.... Isn't he dead?

At this point, I don't know what I'm going to do, whether I want to click on this message or not....

Or is he, like Kuroko, trying to remind me something?

After Kuroko died, he called me several times.... Then An Xiaomo sent me a message, will it be the same purpose as Kuroko?

Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to calm down, and clicked on WeChat with a slight trembling.... is a fifteen-second video....

Click on the video, the picture is pitch black.... And there was a shrill sound of electricity ....

A few seconds later, a face appeared.

It's Ann Xiaoma!

His face was pale and frightening, his eyes were purple, and his lips were black.... Looking at me with a blank face, those lifeless eyes, staring at me numb....

"Brother.... Leave.... Elder brother.... Let...."

"Brush!"

At this moment, a pair of miserable white hands suddenly appeared behind An Xiaomo, choking his neck..... Suddenly showed a painful expression.

Immediately afterwards, An Xiaomo was dragged away by those hands, and the face of the Mediterranean madman appeared in the picture.....

The two blood marks on the corners of his mouth still extend to his ears, showing that weird smile, and his face is glowing green.... The wounds in the corners of his eyes and head were bursting with liquid, like rain, washing his face....

"Hey, hey...."

He smiled and stuck out his tongue to lick the liquid that flowed down with a look of enjoyment.....

"I.... Yes.... Come.... Look for.... You...."

The five words of the cold voice, like a dagger, were tightly attached to me, cold and terrifying....

After the screen disappeared, I looked at my phone and froze, as if I had lost my soul.....

Yes, the Night of the Soul is true.

The Mediterranean madman has returned, and he wants to seek revenge on me.....

I cringe in fear, everything around me seems to be swallowing me, and there will be endless darkness.... It was as if at this moment, the whole space was imprisoned, filled with fear, and deeply stimulated me.

The sound of the heartbeat was harsh, like a talisman.

It's like a pendulum clock counting down to life, reminding me how much time I have left, and I will usher in death....

At this time, I was terrified, my scalp was numb, my whole body was tense, I felt that my breathing was uncomfortable, and I was about to suffocate.

Plunged into endless despair....

Light a cigarette and be a fool....

At this time, my eyes did not have a trace of brilliance, my face was dead, my whole person was completely shrouded in fear, and my mind was full of the content in the video....

If the Mediterranean madman hadn't died, he would have had a chance to make a way out.

But in the face of the revenge of the ghosts?

What can I do?

I'm just an ordinary person!

The more I thought about it, the more chilling I felt, and the more panicked I became.

It was as if at this moment, I saw what I looked like after I was killed.

Images of parents devastated ....

In desperation, the mother unplugged the treatment equipment and ended her life .... My father couldn't bear the blows one after another, and committed suicide by jumping off the building....

Also, I saw the picture of Su Xi being tortured... She's crying, she's scared, she's calling my name.....

No....

I can't die....

I can't die!

The inner hysterical roar began.

In vain, the strong desire to survive made me feel relieved, and I immediately made up my mind that I would never sit idly by.

I can't let what I just saw happen, absolutely not!

I want to fight back, I want to save myself, I want to live!

Firm conviction sprouts in the heart and dispells panic.

But what am I going to do to deal with that madman's revenge?

Carefully calculate the time, tomorrow night, it will be the night of the madman's soul....

I don't have much time to prepare.

Suddenly, I remembered the person who had texted me earlier, and he must have found a way to save me.

Quickly find the text message and make a call.

It is still an empty number that can be prompted.

I was not reconciled and sent several text messages informing him of my current situation and asking him for help....

Subsequently, I began to look for various folk methods of exorcism on the Internet, hoping to come in handy