Inside the house, the cuckoo wrapped the quilt around herself, and Wei remembered that she was wearing a colorful nightdress today.

Cuckoo saw Wei Flail entering the house as if she had seen a savior, and her eyes sent a distress signal.

"That'...... Over there......"

Look along the cuckoo's trembling fingers.

In the window of the black hole, a figure actually appeared?

Wei Fang looked out the window in disbelief, and the hazy moonlight shrouded the figure. He discerned a dull pale pink in the darkness, and what appeared to be a humanoid object with its feet suspended in mid-air.

Its face was completely plunged into darkness, and its features could not be seen. The long hair, as if it had not been taken care of for a long time, was like a weed growing in the wind.

Seeing the ghost outside the window, Wei Fang's first thought was, run!

The farther he ran, the better, and immediately left this haunted place, but he felt indebted, and thought of the cuckoo who was paralyzed to the ground in fright.

Ran out by himself, leaving Cuckoo here alone, facing that ghost alone?

Wei Flai, are you still a man?!

Although he can't be considered a kind now, at least he can be called a man.

He restrained his trembling hands, took a breath of cold air, and inhaled the cold gas like the sublimation of liquid nitrogen.

It was not only Wei Fart who heard the cuckoo's scream, but the entire building was woken up.

There were three tenants standing outside the door, they were Meng Gaozhao, Long Shancheng, and Wei Fang, the three migrant brothers they had seen.

Bai Mengshan, the leader, had a worried face on his face, and the second Hongyi looked angry, if it weren't for Bai Mengshan nearby, he would have rewarded the cuckoo who made this earth-shattering scream a few slaps first. Lao Sanlu Qianqiu kept a little distance from Bai Mengshan, his face was as usual, as if the earth could not break his composure, an uncle who seemed mature and stable had a different kind of lethality to women of any age. In fact, his position was right behind Hong Yi, closer to the gate of the old building, and in case of an accident, he should be the fastest person among the crowd.

Meng Gaozhao still looked worried, but his attention had already shifted to the cuckoo's scream. He hesitated that Wei Flail had a conflict with Long Shancheng, and Long Shancheng hit the cuckoo in the house.

Long Shancheng was pure curiosity, he had basically concluded that Wei Flail was an out-and-out villain, but in the end, he actually gave up the money he had and returned to his house. It can be seen that the importance of the female voice just now to him is self-evident.

Among the three tenants, Long Shancheng's mentality was the most relaxed, and his heart was already as hard as a stone. He is so ruthless that he can even bully himself. Such a person cannot be expected to care about others, but can only pray that he will not be afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Wei Fang, who held the cuckoo in his arms, could feel the cuckoo's slightly trembling back, and he had not stopped trembling.

She probably got up in the middle of the night and saw a ghost outside the window. At this moment, people's consciousness is not clear, and the sense of fear is the same as the high-latency network speed, which causes a physiological stress response about fear and helplessness, like a dam bursting its banks, and the impact on people is extremely huge.

For a timid and unassertive woman, the cuckoo's reaction is already very small.

Seeing Long Shancheng standing outside the door, Wei Fang seemed to have found a breakthrough for catharsis.

He grabbed Long Shancheng and shouted, "It's you!" It's definitely you!! It's you who made the ghost out of the window, what the hell are you going to do?! Didn't I promise you that I wouldn't disturb your rest from now on? ”

He wrapped his arms tightly around the cuckoo's soft and boneless shoulders, and this skin-to-skin feeling made him deeply realize that the cuckoo was a little woman who needed to be protected.

Long Shancheng spread his hands innocently.

"I didn't do it this time, there was only one thing I did, and that was to play regular recordings of coughs and footsteps."

Wei Flai's gaze, which was so angry that it almost burned a hole in him, had no effect on him.

Long Shancheng speculated maliciously: "Perhaps, it is other people who can't see what you have done to take revenge on you." ”

This sentence was his guess for no reason, the "ghost" outside the window, he saw the flaw at a glance.

It's just a little trick, what is it compared to the paintings in his house?

But Wei Flails didn't believe Long Shancheng's words at all, he was like a mad dog going crazy.

"Who else but you?"

Wei flail rolled up the sleeves of his T-shirt, turning the dress into an alternative racer. Looking at his appearance, his reason has disappeared, and he is ready to make a move with Long Shancheng at any time.

But Longshan Cheng is not a persimmon that is easy to pinch, and the tiger that beats the ton is still a fierce beast in the forest, and his eyes are no different from looking at a dead man.

There is also a limit to his tolerance, and Wei Flais repeatedly provokes his bottom line, regardless of his feelings.

Isn't it better than a fish dying in the net?

He has endured so many years of forbearance, if he has to be humiliated by an unsuccessful person before leaving, he will feel estranged in retrospect.

Find a place where no one is, kill this kid, and sink it into a manhole cover, or in a river, in less than two or three months, who cares about a missing person?

By that time, he would have been smuggled into the southern part of the country, holding a lot of money, and living freely there.

Long Shan Cheng thought about this plan in his heart, he really had this idea, once the flight to the southern country of the flail was confirmed. And he was in a bad mood, and the kid just hit the muzzle of his gun.

Then don't blame him for killing people with his hot hands, and throw this boy who doesn't know what to do and what to do to feed the fish in the river!

Wei Flais felt that the sense of danger that Long Shancheng gave him at this time was no less than the painted skin ghost he saw in his dream. He decisively shifted the subject of the drawing and turned to the ghost outside the window.

"Well, you shouldn't have time for something like that."

He added in his heart that he didn't have such ability.

He glanced up at Meng Gaozhao, Meng Gaozhao's face was genuinely concerned and anxious, in his eyes, it was like a weasel giving a chicken a New Year's greeting - uneasy and kind.

Or maybe it's the crocodile's tears, don't you know the true face of this ghost?

Acting coyly here, he lost his appetite when he looked at it.

It may be that the person who thinks of the manipulator behind the scenes is just a middle-aged man with a national face, but Wei Fang is not so afraid.

His mind still had time to think about whether Meng Gaozhao secretly went back to the room to do this when he wasn't paying attention, and now he jumped out to be a good person, pretending that he was as innocent as everyone else.

"I really don't have this idle time, and that little trick outside can only scare people like you, right?"

Long Shan Cheng laughed, as if in his opinion, those terrifying ghosts were just ordinary things. It's like a swarm of ants crawling on the ground, and you can trample a whole bunch of them to death just by stomping your feet.

There was no fear on his face except for a hint of curiosity, and he looked out the window with interest at the pale pink humanoid ghost.

Among the three migrant brothers led by Bai Mengshan, only Lu Qianqiu had fear on his face. Hong Yi didn't mention it for the time being, a reckless man like him with a single brain, if he really wanted to meet a ghost, his first reaction was not necessarily fear, he might give priority to throwing a punch over. A little cold glint appeared in Bai Mengshan's eyes, and he looked at it with a and restraint for a moment, and he was not much afraid.

Meng Gaozhao is still worried about Wei Flail and Du Juan when he came.

Wei Flails couldn't understand why Long Shancheng didn't feel scared at all, what was outside the window was a real ghost, would a normal person's reaction to seeing a ghost be so calm?

He looked out the window again, the floating figure had no legs, its body seemed to have no weight at all, and he could only vaguely see the tender pink in the night. He recognized it as a women's nightdress, and the style of this dress gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity?

That's right, familiarity.

He looked down and saw the cuckoo's thick black hair, and immediately thought of the origin of the nightdress.

Isn't this nightdress the clothes that I wore on the cuckoo not long ago? Because of the delicate curves outlined by this nightdress, he pestered the cuckoo again and again, and almost missed the first day to work in the supermarket.

This nightdress should stay outside on the clothes pole, in their suitcase, or in the bathroom bucket for dirty clothes, and it is impossible to appear outside the window at this time.

Gradually, he saw the clue that the "ghost" was in name only, it was simply a nightdress blown by the wind, and the hair of the "ghost" was an old tattered mop. This kind of mop is not the kind sold in the market, but a "dirt mop" that is torn into strips of cloth from waste clothes and then tied to a mop stick with a wire hoop. They are commonly found in the homes of the older generation, who are reluctant to waste fabrics, so they take the worn clothes and make them into mops for recycling.

Holding up the pale pink nightdress was a broken mop, and Wei Flail could even imagine the black smudges on the mop noodles. At this time, he also remembered that the usual place of this mop was in the gap under the stairs on the first floor, and when he first moved to this place, he had turned over this rotten mop that no one was rare out of curiosity.

It's like a breath in his throat, and then it suddenly disappears, just like the jumping machine rises to the highest place, waiting for the moment when the speeding weightlessness is overspeeding, the jumping machine has not fallen for a long time, and there is a pale sense of powerlessness that he can't grasp.

Wei Flails held the cuckoo's shoulders hard and comforted: "If you look closely, it's not a ghost, it's just a piece of clothing and a broken mop." ”

"That is obviously ......" Under Wei Fang's prompting, the cuckoo also found that the "ghost" was not as terrible as imagined, it would only shake back and forth mechanically, and they stood for so long without being hurt at all.

"Just a mop and a piece of clothing?"

found that it was not a real ghost, and the cuckoo was not afraid, so he stood up alone without Wei Flai's support.

Due to the rush between the panic, the cuckoo's suspender champagne-colored nightdress, the suspender on the right shoulder, slipped off beautifully, but she didn't feel it herself. Wei Fang, who was closest to her, had the most keen sense, and he quickly wrapped the cuckoo in the quilt.

People are selfish animals, although he feels in his heart that he has no way to give the cuckoo happiness at the moment. But he has long regarded the cuckoo as his own forbidden belly, and the forbidden belly, like private property, has no autonomy.

The pale pink nightdress outside the window was still swaying from side to side, and Wei Fang realized that in the room above his rental house, there was some kind of device that fixed this nondescript "ghost".

It happened so suddenly, maybe the real culprit hadn't run out of the old building yet.

Although the conditions here are not as good as Fang Deshu said, at least safety is still guaranteed. Every night at twelve o'clock, the landlord's husband Yunhu would lock the outside door with a big lock, and open the lock on time at half past five the next day.

According to Meng Gaozhao, Yunhu hadn't tried it yet, and forgot to open the door of the old building before half past five.

Wei was able to sign the rental agreement that was not binding on the landlord, on the other hand, because of the safety of his and Du Juan's residence.