Chapter Seventy-Three: Someone Under the Bed

The mobile phone dedicated to live broadcasting, at this moment, a text message suddenly came.

I hurriedly clicked on it.

It turned out to be a text message from the show.

'The streamer triggers the runway mission: get a good night's sleep.

Mission: Protect the little girl's dreams. During the live broadcast, ensure that the little girl's sleep time is more than one hour. For every extra five minutes of sleep, you will earn an extra point. ’

I was stunned, but I was immediately relieved that I had successfully triggered the first mission released on the show.

It looks like I expected. The little girl I was asked to protect at the midnight show was the poplar leaf.

If you sleep for an hour, even if you complete the task, after an hour, you will get one point for every five minutes that passes.

If the little girl can sleep for three hours, the reward for this task alone will exceed the sum of the hard work in the Dasheng Textile Factory......

I was alert in my heart, the show, it is impossible to give away so many points, that means that the little girl can't sleep for long, and there will be big trouble, coming to the door......

Poplar leaf bedroom, right across the door.

I took her with me and crept out.

The corridor is black and hollow.

There is no light.

I frowned, and took a flashlight at the staircase, but there was not a ghost.

Tian Xinyuan, who was sent by me to guard the staircase, went somewhere.

Slipped away, or was it taken away by the clown?

"What's wrong?"

The poplar leaves looked at me left and right, thinking that I had found something, and pulled at the corners of my clothes, and said weakly.

"Nothing ......"

With Tian Xinyuan's timid and fearful character, if something happened, he would have screamed at the top of his throat.

But I was in the room and didn't hear any movement, indicating that he probably left on his own.

This person, since he entered the orphanage, has been sneaky, without him, it makes me feel a lot easier.

Poplar Leaf pushed open the door on the opposite side, put his little head in, looked left and right, and after confirming that there was no one, he pushed the door and led me in.

It can be seen that the little girl has been tossed enough by the clown these days.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a faint milky fragrance.

It's very close to the little girl's body fragrance.

Her boudoir, according to her own words, is the largest and newest in the entire building.

Her sister's boudoir was next door, but it was broken and small, and most of the skin on the wall was peeled off, and sometimes when she pushed the door in, she would be hit on the head by the skin of the roof.

But no matter how Yang Shuye persuaded her, her sister recognized the next room and refused to change the dormitory.

I don't know what the figure is.

I listened as I watched her bedroom.

It is said to be the largest room in the orphanage, but it is not that big, and it is about the same as a normal university four-person dormitory.

Although the room is old, it is very tidy, which shows that the little girl usually cleans her dormitory very carefully.

The skin of the wall was slightly peeling, which she patched up with white wallpaper.

There wasn't much in the room, a table, a small bench, a bunch of pots and pots, and a double bed in the corner.

It's all left over from the closure of the orphanage, and now it's all gone to the little girl.

There is a one-person-high cabinet on the side wall, half-open, and most of the orphanage uniforms with black and white stripes are inside, which the little girl also found in the orphanage.

What caught my attention was that on the wall opposite the bed, there was a very large mirror, almost the size of half of the wall.

I am covered with translucent black gauze.

Through the black cloth, I could see my looming figure on the other side of the mirror.

Hazy, erratic, and gives me a feeling that is terrifying and awkward.

This mirror, embedded in the wall. The copper flower carvings on the side are rusty, which shows that this is an old thing.

Putting a mirror at the head of the bed is a very unlucky thing in the mouth of the old man.

It's easy, invite dirty stuff......

Perhaps it is for this reason that the poplar leaves are covered with a black cloth to cover the mirror.

Through the black cloth, I touched the mirror with my hand, the touch was cold, I don't know if it was because of the subconscious, I had the illusion of being pricked by a needle.

The little girl didn't care about me, took off one of her shoes, threw it at the door, closed it tightly, and then trotted and lay down on the bed.

"Big brother, if the clown comes later, let's do it together and don't give it a chance to slip away.

When the time comes, you get out of the bed, hold its legs and push it down, I take the opportunity to lock the door, let's cooperate well, ask for my sister's whereabouts, and rescue my sister......"

The sound of poplar leaves grew smaller and weaker, and in a few moments it became muttering.

Obviously, it has entered a state of half-dreaming and half-awakening.

I don't blame her, there are those clowns wandering in the corridors, and for so many days, she doesn't dare to sleep at all.

Looking closely at her face, you can see at a glance that her dark circles are very obvious, and around her eye sockets, she is green and black, like a giant panda.

"That's right."

Poplar leaves seemed to think of something: "If you meet a white-nosed clown, by all means, be careful behind your back......"

Before the little girl could finish speaking, she closed her mouth.

Her breathing, even and gentle, was evident that she had fallen asleep.

I turned on my phone and glanced at the time, and it was 23:04.

I don't know how long I can protect the little girl and sleep soundly.

Zhai Cheng is a craftsman: "Anchor, uncle and little Lori are in the same room, this plot, I seem to have seen it somewhere!" ”

Random flowers gradually became charming: "I won't tell you, I've seen it too...... I guess the live broadcast plot will move closer to the direction of the ghost father. ”

Donkey bold: "Hehe, anchor, you said that at this time, do you want to be a bird-beast, or do you want to be a bird-beast?" ”

There was sugar in his pocket: "Upstairs, you guys are too dirty." Xiao Yezi is just a child, this kind of thing, leave it to me, I just happen to be a child......"

After entering Little Lori's boudoir, the old drivers got into the car one after another.

I ignored the hormonal beasts, held up my phone, walked around her room twice, took everything available to me in the room, and prepared to burrow under the poplar leaf's bed, waiting for the clown to fall into the net.

But as soon as I bent down, I froze......

Under the bed, I don't know when, there was already a person lying there......

Like a corpse, motionless......

Under the light, his face was pale like a dead man......

We look at each other.

The next second, fear spread all over my body, and I almost yelled.

The hairs on the body, like a hedgehog, stand up!

I covered my mouth, took a step back, and almost tripped over my left leg and fell to the ground.

"It's me...... Xiao Zhou. ”

I was in a state of panic, and the 'person' under the bed, who was quite uncomfortable illuminated by my flashlight, was talking to me while blocking it with his hand.

The sound, very familiar.

I thought about it for a long time before I recognized that it was Tian Xinyuan's voice.

On closer inspection, I saw that it was his pale, ordinary face that met my eyes.

I thought this man had snuck away, but he was one step ahead of me and hid under the bed......

But why did he appear in such a place quietly?

Was it premeditated, or, by mistake?

My face was blue and red, and I was angry, and I looked at the sleeping poplar leaves, and in the end, I still didn't choose to tear my face with him.

After a while, I got on my stomach, got under the bed, and said angrily, "Didn't you let you guard the staircase, why did you come here?" ”

How do you know Tian Xinyuan, but he has a suspicious face: "Didn't you let me hide under the bed?" ”

Now it was my turn to be confused: "I told you to hide under the bed?" ”

"That's right." Tian Xinyuan explained: "Before, you asked me to guard the staircase, and then you entered the opposite room.

I waited for a long time, I didn't wait for you to come back, I was alone in the dark corridor, I was scared to death, and I thought of headless rag dolls, clowns, and a bunch of pythons and other messy things, the more I thought about it, the more scared I became, my legs were trembling, I was really scared, and I wanted to go to the room to find you.

Anyway, the room you entered wasn't far from the staircase, so I thought it wouldn't be in the way.

As soon as I got to the door, I heard you say to me from the other side of the door: 'Hide under the bed in the opposite room!' Don't ink! Later, they will come! ’

As if he was roaring, his tone was hurried and terrifying......

As soon as I heard this, I hurriedly pushed open the door and got under the bed, but after waiting for a while, you came, and a little girl came out of nowhere......

I was afraid that she was the ghost in the black-white-red orphanage you mentioned, so I endured it and didn't dare to speak......

I said Xiao Zhou, this little girl, what is the origin......

It can't be a ghost......"

My face turned green when I heard it, if Tian Xinyuan didn't lie, then this matter wouldn't be too weird.

I've been with poplar leaves all the time, and who is talking to him at the door?

Could it be that there was a third party in the room at that time who was not discovered?

The one who talks to Tian Xinyuan is a human ...... Or clown...... Or something even more terrifying......