Chapter 211: The Weird Babysitter

"Who the hell are you?" Xu Que said in a deep voice.

The next moment, the phone hung up.

……

In the room, Zhou Xiaohong put the phone on the bed.

At this time, Song Fangfang, who had just finished taking a shower, walked out in her pajamas and asked, "Sister Zhou, thank you for sending your pajamas in, who just called me?" ”

It turned out that when Song Fangfang was about to take a bath, she found that there was nothing in the towel.

Originally, thinking of Xu Que's advice, she didn't plan to open the door to get it.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xiaohong knocked on the door at this time, said to send a towel in, and brought pajamas.

After coming in, Zhou Xiaohong said that he saw Xu Que going downstairs and asked Song Fangfang where he was going.

Song Fangfang casually said that Xu Que had something to do when he went out, and he would come back in a while, and then he closed the door and went to take a bath.

When taking a bath, Xu Que called in, and Zhou Xiaohong answered directly for Song Fangfang.

"It's Mr. Xu, he seems to have some prejudices against me."

Zhou Xiaohong smiled, her eyes wandered, and she looked at the rag doll Xiaoxue on the bed.

"Miss, this rag doll of yours is so cute, was it given to you by Mr. Xu?"

Zhou Xiaohong's head moved slightly, and then he turned his head stiffly to look at it, revealing a smile.

"Well, this rag doll, Xu Que said it can bring good luck, so let me keep it close to me."

"I see." Zhou Xiaohong nodded stiffly, "Mr. Xu is so good to you, he must like you very much, otherwise he wouldn't have given you such a precious rag doll." ”

"Like me? No kidding, we ordinary friends. ”

Song Fangfang was a little embarrassed.

Zhou Xiaohong nodded, "Then you can rest first, I'll go out." ”

"Well, I'm in trouble."

Zhou Xiaohong walked out of the door, Song Fangfang closed it, then returned to the bed and lifted the rag doll Xiaoxue, "Strange, Xu Que said that you are a lucky rag doll, where is the luck?" ”

The ragdoll is motionless, and the buttoned eyes glisten with an unnatural sheen.

And at this moment, a faint voice sounded in the house.

"Give me your voice ......"

The sound is so small that you can't even hear it if you don't listen carefully.

"Your voice, can you give it to me?"

The voice appeared again, and Song Fangfang, who was originally teasing the rag doll Xiaoxue, suddenly chuckled in her heart.

Hurriedly looked towards the window where the voice appeared, and at some point, the window was opened.

A cool breeze blew the curtains, and under the moonlight, a vague shadow appeared behind the curtains.

"When was there anybody?"

Song Fangfang was stunned, and a cool air came out of her back.

When, where is someone's?

This figure looked about the same height as her, and Song Fangfang remembered Xu Que's advice not to scream.

She wanted to open the door right away and get out of here.

But when I thought about it, when I turned my head, didn't I leave my back to that figure?

It's not safe.

Don't look at Song Fangfang as just a woman, but after experiencing the last kidnapping and the supernatural things of Truth or Dare, her heart has become extremely strong.

She didn't panic like ordinary women, but wanted to find a weapon in the first place.

Looking at his handbag, he quietly walked to the bedside, picked up the handbag, and took out an electric baton from inside.

It was at this moment that the wind became stronger.

The curtains blow, and the figures inside are close to some of the curtains.

"Who's standing there?"

Song Fangfang subconsciously shouted, and at this time she felt a sense of crisis that she had never felt before.

She couldn't help but think of the rag doll next to the bedside.

At this time, she just wanted to hold the rag doll and find a trace of warmth.

But reason told her that the rag doll only brought good luck, and that a rag doll was of no use if someone really wanted to kill her.

Suddenly, the lights flickered in the originally bright room.

The curtains blew to reveal her cousin's face.

"Fangfang, your voice, give me a good voice? I'm so lonely. ”

Song Fangfang's cousin's jaw moved up and down, forming a face that smiled while talking.

Table ...... Cousin ......"

Song Fangfang retreated to the closet, "You've ...... He's dead. ”

"I'm not dead, I'm so miserable, your voice, give me a good voice?"

The curtains, all lifted.

Cousin Song Fangfang, who was supposed to be lying in the coffin, looked at her coldly.

She walked out stiffly, like a wooden doll.

Then stand still at the head of the bed.

Suddenly, her stiff and bloodless head was tilted, and her face gradually changed from a smile to a grimace.

"Give me your voice, ......"

Song Fangfang covered her mouth tightly, trying not to scream.

Seeing the other party rushing towards him, the lights in the house suddenly went out.

Immediately after that, a miserable howl came out, and a petite figure rose into the sky, kicking the puppet directly away.

The lights flickered, and Song Fangfang could only vaguely see her cousin being kicked to the window by some unknown force, and then with a "bang", her cousin fell backwards and fell out of the window.

"Boom ......"

Outside the window there was the sound of heavy objects falling.

The lights suddenly brightened, Song Fangfang looked around in surprise, except for a few footprints behind the curtain that declared that there were indeed people standing here, Song Fangfang didn't know what had just happened.

"What the hell happened, how could my cousin come back to life?"

Song Fangfang came to the window and looked down, only to see that her cousin had already stood up.

She was sluggish and stiff, like a puppet being carried by a string.

Immediately, slowly raise your head.

"Smack!"

Song Fangfang closed the window and then closed the curtains.

"What the hell just happened? My cousin is obviously dead, why is she resurrected? No, she's not resurrected, she's like...... It's a puppet. ”

Song Fangfang, who had seen a puppet doll, immediately thought of the puppet.

"But, when it's going to deal with me, why did it fall again, and there were other people in the room?"

Song Fangfang subconsciously looked around.

There was silence, only the ragdoll Xiaoxue lay quietly on the bed.

The small mouth sewn with black thread is slightly hooked, as if laughing.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and Zhou Xiaohong's voice came: "Miss Song, I heard something in your house just now, what's wrong?" ”

"Just ......"

Originally, Song Fangfang wanted to tell about the appearance of her cousin's corpse.

But after thinking about it, grandpa is so old, if he hears this news, I'm afraid that the spirit water will not be able to stand it.

In addition, Zhou Xiaohong was scared, if she was unwilling to take care of her grandfather, it would be troublesome.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was better to bear this kind of thing silently.

"Oh, it's okay, you can rest." Song Fangfang responded.

"I'm afraid I can't rest, just now the master was woken up by the noise, saying that he wanted to eat, I prepared some supper, you go and accompany the master."

Zhou Xiaohong said: "Otherwise, if he eats alone, he will be unhappy, and I am afraid he will not be able to sleep tonight." ”

In her heart, in fact, Song Fangfang didn't want to go out.

But she is a filial woman, thinking that even if she is in danger, she should be fine if she stays with Zhou Xiaohong and her grandfather.

Thinking of this, she promised: "Got it, I'll change my clothes and come down." ”

"Well, then I'll prepare my things, and I'll wait for you with the master."

The sound is far away.

Song Fangfang changed her clothes, and just turned her head, the rag doll Xiaoxue fell to the ground.

Song Fangfang was stunned for a moment, then picked up the rag doll, put it on the bed, and suddenly wondered: "It was so dangerous just now, but that puppet was beaten out, could it really be that this lucky doll did it?" How could I have been so lucky otherwise? ”

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