"Whew..."

Sitting up from the bed suddenly, Zhang Ang's head was sweating wildly, his eyes were round, and his fingers kept pinching back and forth.

"Just now, was that a ghost press just now?"

The surprise in his heart had not completely subsided, and Zhang Ang turned on the mobile phone next to him.

12：30

This is the time shown on your phone.

Zhang Ang was stunned.

This time, this time to wake up by itself, and, before I wake up, the ghost pressed the bed.

Obviously, this is not scientific.

Otherwise, it's too much of a coincidence.

He felt that something mysterious must have happened to him, inviting something unclean.

After a night run, he washed up and went to bed when he got home.

But when he fell asleep, he suddenly realized that he was awake, but his body could not move.

He wanted to shout out to write about the attention of the parents next door, but found that he didn't even have the ability to speak.

Lying there weak, like a waste man to be slaughtered.

Not only that, but just when Zhang Ang wanted to use all his strength to regain control of his body, he suddenly felt a burst of pain, and the pain was very strange. In the past, he had never felt the level of intensity.

Now I can't recall the original face of that pain at all, but as long as I think about it, Zhang Ang will have endless fear in my heart.

"Maybe it was an accident."

Comforting himself like this in his heart, Zhang Ang glanced at the white chess pieces beside his bedside, took a deep breath, and then spit it out.

Then I took a look at all the information of the ghost press on the Internet.

Eventually, he found a Heart Sutra.

There are countless comments below, all saying that as long as you read it twice, there will be no more ghost presses.

Or the mentality of giving it a try, Zhang Ang read it twice.

He leaned back on the wooden board of the bed, and after reciting the Heart Sutra, he looked at the white wall in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Before today, he had never experienced a ghost press.

He had only heard from his classmates.

It's a terrible feeling, it's just bad.

It sounded a bit of schadenfreude before, but when it came to how I really felt, it was real fear.

After settling down, Zhang Ang suddenly found that the curtain next to him was rippling.

"Woooooo

The sound of crying suddenly came faintly from afar, like a woman crying.

Although the sound is small, it makes my ears tingle...

The temperature in the room couldn't help but drop a few degrees.

Zhang Ang opened the curtain and found that the window was not closed.

Relieved, he closed the window and sat down on the bed again, and sure enough, the whimpering sound was finally gone.

With a long spit, Zhang Ang covered the quilt and fell asleep again.

The night, the endless night.

"Hee-hee-hee, hee-hee, hee-hee-hee"

With a burst of laughter, a little boy suddenly appeared from Zhang Ang's room with a leather ball. His face was pale, he was dressed in a suspender suit, and he was holding a leather ball in his hand. The sound of the ball sitting on the ground in the dark of night is very mesmerizing. The sound seems to have a specific drum beat, which makes people want to listen to it and want to sleep.

The little boy's mouth opened wide. Big eyes looked carefully at Zhang Ang who was asleep on the bed.

He was still giggling and slapping the ball. He actually walked through such a bed and came to the center of his bed. Directly in front of us was a bedside table with a white chess piece quietly placed on it. I don't know where a light shone in the dark night, and the white chess pieces reflected a faint light.

The little boy's eyes were silently looking at the white chess piece.

Suddenly, his eyes fell entirely, revealing two hollows, the edges of which could occasionally be seen with a trace of flesh.

On the ground, the two eyeballs seemed to grow on the ground, motionless, without any traces of rolling.

When a round object falls to the ground, it will definitely roll and rub with the impact force it brings.

But these two eyeballs are motionless.

"Little cub, are you going to eat alone?"

Just as the little boy was about to start moving, a whimpering female voice suddenly sounded in the room. With this sound, a girl suddenly passed through the door.

The girl was dressed in a red dress, with a disheveled head, a pale face, and a thick grievance between her eyebrows.

She came directly through the door, and Xiang Zhi would pass through the wall.

The boy heard the girl's voice, looked back, and clearly spotted her.

"I found out first, and what he has in his hands can only be obtained by me."

The boy patted the ball in his hand and said categorically, and as he spoke, two eyeballs on the ground suddenly flew up and landed firmly in his eye sockets. The visual impact is very strong, and such a beautiful scenery can only be seen by the girl alone. He actually felt a slight sense of loss in his heart.

The girl looked at her. He didn't show any surprise, but reached into his skirt. Out of it came a comb, a wooden, short comb.

"Little cub, do you want to fight it out? The old lady has not cultivated in vain for so many years, thinking that the old lady scared 30 people to death on the first day she became a powerful ghost, you are such a good, the old lady can slap ten to death with one hand. ”

The girl's comb slid over her long hair, slicing back and forth, without any resistance, and smoothly.

She has good hair.

The boy slapped the ball quietly, not looking at the girl.

His eyes were always looking at the hundred chess pieces in front of him.

"I don't know if you've heard of the ball in the middle of the night."

His voice was hoarse, like that of an old man in his seventies and eighties.

Hearing the second half of the sentence, the girl was suddenly stunned, looking at the ball in the boy's hand, her eyes quickly increased, as if she had seen something amazing.

"Are you talking about the existence that scared a class of elementary school students to death with a leather ball three years ago?"

When the girl said this, she looked at the little boy, and her heart trembled visibly.

Then, without any further hesitation, she rushed directly through the outside door frame towards the outside.

The boy smiled slightly, and his eyes flew out of their sockets again, this time not landing on the ground, but rushing forward.

"Huh..."

Its eyes passed through the front door frame, through the white wall in front of it, and finally through the girl's body.

A puff of smoke rose from the girl's body, and then the girl turned into a cloud of red gas, slowly drifting away.

Only a small wooden comb remained on the ground.

"Fight with me ball boy, you're still too tender."

The ball boy stretched out his hand, and the eyes in the air in front of him quickly flew back into his eye sockets.

It came back with the small piece of comb.

"Woman, what a troublesome creature."

The ball boy pursed his lips, his eyes once more at the white chess piece in front of him.

On that piece of chess, there was an extremely majestic aura, which made him feel the urge to swallow it, but he had this vigilance in his heart: if he swallowed it, he would definitely die.