By the time I walked out of Zhao's house, it was already the middle of the moon.

Although Li Banblind didn't say that you can't paint skin at night, but when I think that the last time I painted the skin of that male ghost was in the middle of the night, and this time again, my heart is no longer calm.

When the night breeze blows, I sneeze, and I always feel that it is cold around me, but now it is clearly a summer night!

"I have to go back and ask Lao Li if there is anything that can be remedied."

I put my arms around me, stopped no longer, and hurried away.

But I didn't notice that at the window of Lao Zhao's house, there was a red figure staring at me.

I ran back to the house in one breath and found that my phone had fallen in the coffin shop, so I picked up my phone and called Lao Li.

But his phone turned off?

"What's going on? He never turns it off! ”

Li Banblind has a habit, Xu is worried about me, so every time he goes out, no matter what happens, he will not turn off the phone.

I don't think it's easy, and I don't know if it's my delusion, but I always feel that the air around me is getting colder and colder.

My heart was trembling when I was cold, and I ran back to my room to sleep.

But when people are nervous, it is difficult to fall asleep.

When I slept on my side, I always felt like there were invisible eyes staring at me behind my back.

I slept on my back, and I felt that there were pairs of eyes on both sides of me.

And I always heard the sound of beads falling to the ground in the attic, and even the sound of the wind blowing outside, which I thought was a malicious warning.

I couldn't sleep in bed, I didn't know if I was asleep, and I didn't know if it was a dream or a real sound outside.

I always hear someone singing, babbling, the voice is long and mournful, accompanied by the night, little by little penetrates into my heart.

Eventually, I couldn't sleep anymore, and when I opened my eyes, I realized that it was already dark outside.

"It's dawn."

I sat on the bed, cupping my cheek, glad I was okay.

But thinking of what happened last night, I still gave Li Banblind a call.

But his phone was not turned off this time, but he did not answer.

I could only keep leaving messages, and then clutching my hungry stomach and going to get myself breakfast.

I had just gone to the kitchen when I heard the sound of a funeral outside.

I opened the window, and the team came from the opposite street, it was the Zhao family.

Because of yesterday's bad experience, I immediately closed the window.

But just as I was closing the window, I saw that something had happened over there, and the person carrying the coffin had fallen, and the coffin had fallen, and even the lid of the coffin had been opened, revealing a snow-white hand.

There were bright red nails on his fingers.

But I distinctly remember that I didn't paint her skin last night.

But when I thought of the perversion and ruthlessness of this family, I felt that out of sight was clean, closed the window, and boiled water to cook noodles to eat.

Before the water could boil, there was a knock on my door.

"Who?"

I looked at the time, it's only six o'clock, who would call the door so early?

I put down my chopsticks, walked to the gate, and opened a crack in the door.

It was empty outside, there was nothing, only the Zhao family's funeral procession, which happened to pass by the door.

I immediately closed the door and headed to the kitchen, but there was another knock.

I walked over again and opened the crack in the door, but there was still nothing outside, so I closed the door again.

But a third knock on the door followed.

"And there's more!"

I opened the door angrily this time, and no matter who was outside, I was sure to scold it for a while.

But who knows, as soon as the door is opened, there is a stunning face outside.

As soon as I saw him, my face changed, and I subconsciously wanted to close the door.

"What? Don't like to see me so much? ”

Candlelight copied his hand, leaned against the door, and narrowed his eyes with an unkind face.