Who owns the hair? Vanilla? Or Xu Qian's? When the question came up, Zhong Kui immediately asked Xiao Ming.

"I went out with your Uncle Chen just now, who came in?"

Xiao Ming looked away from the book, shook his head, looked at the master with puzzled eyes and said, "No one has ever come in." ”

"Strange!"

Zhiqing entered the house, "What's so strange?" ”

"Look ......"

Looking at Zhong Kui's line of sight, two strands of hair. "What's so strange about that, isn't it a woman's hair?" As he spoke, Zhiqing felt sick in his heart, and secretly wondered if this could be a pheasant shop or something, maybe this room had lived in pheasants and prostitutes, otherwise how to explain these two slender hairs?

Xiao Ming saw that there was hair on the bed between the two of them, and he hurriedly opened the cover on his bed to look at it, which frightened him. "Master!" He exclaimed.

"......" is strange, what is the situation? Not only did Zhong Kui feel incredible, but Zhiqing also felt that something was wrong. The two of them decided to go to the shopkeeper and ask.

The shopkeeper is watching TV, and the shopkeeper's wife is tutoring her daughter in writing. Zhiqing, who entered the house, saw that the blue faint refraction lines on the TV fluorescent screen were reflected on the faces of a family of three, looking like a ghost.

"You turn on the lights!" He swallowed nervously.

'Click' the crisp sound of the electric light pulling and switching, and the man asked with concern: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"What is this?" Zhong Kui slid three slender strands of hair from between his fingers. Hand it to the man.

Looking at his hair, the man's face changed slightly. Before she could say anything, the hostess continued: "This is my hair, which accidentally fell off when I was taking care of the bed in the morning." ”

When his wife said this, the man's face softened, and his brows relaxed: "That's it, that's it, my wife has been too tired recently, and her hair has fallen out a lot." ”

Zhiqing paid careful attention to the hostess's hair as the two of them spoke. Her jet-black hair was neatly knotted at the back of her head, and her hair should have been long.

Now that the shopkeeper admits that the hair is her own, Zhong Kui and Zhiqing have nothing to say. This also completes a question in the latter's mind, and when the hair is admitted by the female shopkeeper, it can say at least one thing. It's not a pheasant shop, so there's no spurning incident.

In the dead of night, a white moon slowly climbed up the clouds. A miserable white moonlight, obliquely thorny, reflected on the lattice, which had not been closed because the latch had been pried up. In the bedroom, the snoring sound covers the sound of night insects chirping outside the window.

There was a burst of urine, and Zhiqing woke up from his dream after tossing and turning in bed. Sleepy eyes got up and staggered out of the bedroom. A cold wind rushed in the face, and the spirit fought a cold war. The shadows of the trees swayed in the cold wind, and their reflections were reflected on the walls of the house. At first glance, he was so frightened that his hair exploded...... Thinking that he had seen something unclean, he looked at it again and couldn't help laughing at himself; Nima's, it turned out to be the wind shaking the shadow of the tree......

The '......woo-woo' wind, mixed with a sound similar to a whimper, invaded Zhiqing's pores. He shrugged, tried his best to be composed, and continued on his way. The sound of 'woo ......', which made him almost hold his breath, came again, and he couldn't help but stop dumbfounded, eager to see clearly, or understand what was going on.

The voice was very emotional, and he stood quietly outside the room, feeling the alienation from the human being, but also the heartbreaking sadness. The gaze shifts, catching the traces of the wind sneaky, and continues to stretch and expand...... A lonely back came into his eyes.

In the middle of the night, when I was on the third watch, I suddenly saw a slender back...... No! It should be said that it was a woman, very lonely, sitting on the edge of the well in the middle of the courtyard dam, combing her hair. Are you scared?

Seeing this scene, Zhiqing's heart suddenly beat violently, and his chest panicked...... But he didn't care to take a closer look, so he hurriedly trotted to the toilet in the corner of the yard.

When he returned from the bathroom, the woman appeared to be back in the house. Anyway, there is no one at the well, and in this strange atmosphere, people will feel timid and afraid. Zhiqing is no exception, when he glanced at the well, he felt hairy all over his body, and his footsteps were rubbing and running. Just as he was about to flash into the room, the slender figure came into view again.

Zhiqing witnessed that figure enter the bedroom next to them, and the bedroom next to them was not where Xu Qian and Vanilla lived? Could it be that the woman just now was Xu Qian? Related to the problem of his sister-in-law, he can't be calm, he has to muster up the courage to see and understand.

When I walked to the door of the two of them, I found that the door was closed, and there was a black hole inside...... Fingers clasped the crack of the door, and with a tentative and gentle push, it couldn't be pushed! The door was clearly locked from the inside, and if anyone from outside wanted to enter, they would have to make a noise, but he never heard the door close or open.

Strangely, Zhiqing didn't alarm Vanilla, and depressedly retreated to the door of the room belonging to the three of them. Uneasily, he looked back at the room of the two of them again, and under the reflection on the wall, in the demonic dance, a rickety, human-like shadow came into sight without warning......

Damn, hell alive! He rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked at it again, and there was a figure there. Originally, it was the shadow of the tree, and the shadow of the tree shadow overlapped and overlapped, and the illusion was that it was a human figure.

Fixed, I don't want to look at it, I don't want to think about it. decided to go back to the room and continue to chat with Zhou Gong, and walked a few steps, there was an inexplicable feeling, which made him can't help but turn his head and glance at it so casually.

This glance almost didn't scare him!

The seeping figure I saw before was actually separated from the shadow of the tree in an instant as if it had vitality, and the figure walked slowly, walking~ becoming an individual......

'Goo! 'The hairs stand on end, and Zhiqing, who has no time to run, can hear the grunt of swallowing saliva in his throat due to nervousness in the silence! That slender figure flashed as if entering the room diagonally opposite Xu Qian and them.

Nima! How dare he stay where he is, and wait for a while if he doesn't hurry into the house.

Entering the house backhand 'bang! The sound of the door closing in large multiples woke up Xiao Ming and Zhong Kui.

A reflex to climb up.

One was still dazed and didn't want to open his eyes.

Smack! In the darkness, I don't know if it was Xiao Ming or Zhong Kui who turned on the light.

"Uncle Chen?" Xiao Ming raised his eyes to look at Zhiqing, who was full of abnormal expressions, and said in surprise: "Uncle Chen, are you okay?" ”

Ashamed! I was so scared that I was so embarrassed, and I was cared for by a hairy child. Zhiqing tried his best to restrain the sense of surprise in his heart, and smiled stiffly: "It's okay, I saw a black cat just now, which scared me." ”

"Oh!" Xiao Ming agreed, closed his eyes lazily, and continued to sleep.

Zhong Kui didn't say anything, he was still reminiscing about the scene in the dream just now. When Xiao Ming fell back to sleep, he yawned and looked at Zhiqing and said, "What time is it?" ”

Zhiqing walked to the bedside, picked up the futon, and went to bed and lay down. "It should be the time of the child!" With one more move, he raised his wrist to look at the watch that had been stopped for several days, and said with a wry smile.