Chu Qing went back to her room and snapped the lock on her door.

After locking the door, as if she was not at ease, she laboriously dragged the Taishi chair placed in the outer room over and clinged to the door.

After making sure that the door would not be opened again, she walked through the two rooms again, checking the windows. After closing all the windows, she stood in the middle of the outer room and exhaled reassuringly.

Thinking of the hanged ghost he had just come back to see, Chu Qing shuddered unconsciously.

"I just spoke in the morning, why, why did I ...... at night"

She muttered to herself, her hands wringing in front of her.

Of course, Chu Qing didn't have any sad emotions about Bai Zimo's death, and even if he did, at best, it was just a rabbit and a fox.

She was more afraid than sad.

Especially those eyes,

It's as if it's going to fall out of its eye sockets and gurgle and roll in front of you.

It's not the first time Chu Qing has seen this kind of scene, but somehow, today she is particularly scared.

The flame of the candle flickered faintly.

Chu Qing slowly sat on the remaining chair, supporting her head with her right hand, looking at the only bit of light in the room.

The red candle, under the heat of the flame, slowly shed red tears.

Looking at it, this Chu Qing began to feel sleepy, and his head was supporting little by little.

"Whoa,"

It was getting dark, and the flame of the candle became more and more visible.

I don't know how long it has been, Chu Qing fell asleep.

Before she could see it, the flame suddenly rose up, the size of a bean, and suddenly became as long as a finger.

The bright yellow color has also changed, and it has become green.

"Hmmm......"

His head fell from his hand and he almost hit the square table. Chu Qing woke up suddenly, she raised her head and looked around in a hurry, there was nothing abnormal.

The candle is still a little yellow the size of a bean.

"Why am I asleep here......"

Chu Qing patted her face in annoyance, stood up, only to feel a little dizzy, and faintly, it seemed that she could still smell the fragrance of orchids.

The fragrance of the orchid is not strong, mixed with an indescribable fishy smell, and the fragrance is suppressed by the fishy smell, which is very unpleasant.

Chu Qing stood for a while, and the dizziness not only did not get better, but worsened.

She shook her head and leaned on the table and walked inside.

The main room she chose can be said to be the most beautiful one to decorate, not only the curtain on the door of the partition room, but also the large mahogany carved bed, with a thin veil as light as cicada wings.

Lifting the curtain, she entered the inner room.

This time inside, the fishy smell became heavier and heavier, and Chu Qing's head became more and more dizzy. But vaguely, she seemed to see a person lying on her bed.

It seems to be a woman.

His long black hair was draped, and some of it even hung down outside the bed.

If it were in normal times, Chu Qing would definitely not take another step inside, but now, her dizziness is not like words, and she has an inexplicable anger in her heart, wanting to vent it.

What kind of thing is this woman?! Dare to sleep in her bed! Shameless little prodigal hoof, a thing that kills a thousand knives!

Chu Qing herself didn't understand why there was such a strong resentment and anger.

She stumbled forward and pulled the curtain open.

There was a woman lying on the bed, no, a female ghost, or a female corpse?

It's not accurate to say one, because there is only half a human body lying on the silk quilt.

Only the upper body of the woman, lazily leaning on the bed.

Chu Qing felt that her whole body was cold, and her hand holding the veil trembled violently, but she just couldn't put it down.

The half woman turned her head slowly, her body not moving, but her head turned a full hundred and eighty degrees.

The snow-white face was painted with oil paint, and I don't know what it was.

She looked at Chu Qing, who was stunned in place, and smiled.

"Where's my leg?"

Chu Qing opened her mouth and didn't make any sound.

"Bang dang!"

Chu Qing finally let go of the hand holding the veil and fell to the ground, the two trembling like chaff.

The female ghost got up slowly, and although she had no legs, she just got up from the bed.

The face full of oil paint looked at Chu Qing condescendingly.

"Where's my leg?"

"Grandma, where's my leg?"

Chu Qing struggled to step back, using his hands and feet together, and finally let out a cry in his throat, which contained extreme fear.

"Ahh ——”

"Don't come here! Don't come here! ”

Chu Qing reluctantly crawled out of the house, she wanted to escape from the room, and she didn't care if the female ghost behind her would catch up, only the door in her eyes.

However, after she climbed out of the inner room, a Taishi chair stopped in front of her.

Unexpectedly, it was originally used to protect herself, but now, it killed her.

A cool breeze blew behind his head, carrying a strange fishy smell.

A gloomy voice came from the sky

"Big Grandma,"

"Where's my leg?"

……

When the rooster crows for the first time, everyone wakes up.

Strange to say, according to the weather, the world should be in late autumn and winter. It's normal for the weather to be cold, but at night, the kind of cold is a little different from the cold of the weather.

It seems to be stuck to the bone, and you can't shake it off.

But if the rooster crows, the cold air will be gone, and even if the sun does not come out, it will not be as cold as it is at night.

In addition to the temperature change today, everyone also smelled a fishy smell.

The smell of blood.

Of course, Gu Chong heard it, and he didn't know why, he already had a certain guess about the deceased in his heart.

When they walked out the door, the smell of blood was heavy again, and it wafted from their main room.

Follow along and look for it,

Sure enough, it was the one Gu Chong guessed.

"Is she dead?"

A little girl named Wu Lan hid behind the crowd and whispered.

"This must be dead! I can't smell that big. ”

But some people say that it is not necessarily, didn't they all think that Bai Zimo was dead yesterday, and they didn't walk out with a swagger.

Gu Chong (I'm afraid you don't have a misunderstanding about swagger)

"If you open it, you'll know."

As he spoke, Gu Chong stepped forward and twisted the door.

There's something in the door.

He thought about it, lifted his legs, and kicked the door with a "free" kick.

"Boom!"

The lock was kicked off, but only a crack opened the door, and a strong smell of blood wafted out.

"Why can't this door be opened?"

Gu Chong cautiously leaned up to take a look, and through the faint morning light, he saw a chair leaning straight against the door.

Another kick.

"Boom!"

Good guy, Gu Chong's strength is really not covered, even the door with the Taishi chair, and the position is moved in unison.

Gu Chong stepped forward to take a look again, and this time he saw it much more clearly.

The scene inside made him gasp.

Chu Qing fell crookedly at the door, his body was a little twisted, and he was carried forward by the Taishi chair.

The neck and chest cavity were completely scratched open, the trachea and intestines were thrown on the ground at random, and the floor was soaked with blood.

Gu Chong looked at this scene and retched.

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