"Quack~quack!"

The crow outside the window crows twice every once in a while.

Fu Jing, who was lying on the wooden bed in the room, was holding his mobile phone and was sending a message to a female college classmate he once admired, thinking that he was about to have six days off, so he planned to ask the female classmate out and express his feelings.

"Waiting for you at the Songtao Hotel at seven o'clock tomorrow night, okay?"

After the message was sent, Fu Jing quietly waited for the judgment of fate.

"Ding Dong!"

The sudden sound of the mobile phone prompt made Fu Jing's heart excited, and when he grabbed the mobile phone with excessive force, he accidentally took the mobile phone out of his hand and flew away, and the mobile phone hit the wardrobe and bounced under the wooden bed.

"Just pick this critical moment to drop me under the bed."

Because he was a little tired, Fu Jing didn't want to get out of bed, but let his body hang on the side of the bed and put his right hand under the bed to feel for his mobile phone.

"Why is the temperature so low under the bed?"

Although there is a light bulb hanging in the center of the room, the light does not reach under the bed slats. Under the pitch-black bed, there was a mobile phone with a faint light and Fu Jing's right hand.

"Tick!"

The sound of a drop of water came from under the bed, and Fu Jing's palm that was wiping accidentally touched the droplet, and a cold and piercing feeling spread throughout his body.

Two dark blue eyes suddenly appeared under the pitch-black bed board, less than ten centimeters away from Fu Jing's right hand, but unfortunately at this moment, Fu Jing touched his mobile phone and quickly withdrew his right arm.

“Nice！”

When he saw the other party's reply on the mobile phone screen, Fu Jing jumped up from the bed directly with excitement.

"Woohoo!" With a bang, Fu Jing's head smashed the light bulb above his head.

This made the whole room suddenly plunge into pitch black, although the excitement surged in Fu Jing's body, but the cold and damp feeling in the pitch black room kept eroding Fu Jing's body.

Look at the time displayed on the phone screen at 10:05.

"I'm too excited, I have to quickly find an old man Zhang to get a new light bulb. And it's time to take a shower, too. The time is not early, so I have to rest and recuperate, and I have to rush to the river early tomorrow morning to get some materials. Unexpectedly, Ah Xun finally agreed to my request. ”

Fu Jing came to the old man's door with excitement, and when his two fingers were about to knock down, a faint snoring sound came from inside the room.

"I didn't expect Uncle Zhang to sleep so early, and it seems that the matter of the light bulb can only be counted. Hurry up and boil some bath water and rest early. Anyway, it doesn't matter if there is a light in the room at this time. ”

Fu Jing came to the bathroom on the first floor, poured the water he had received in advance into the large pot in the kitchen, and made his own firewood.

After sitting on a small wooden chair in the corner of the kitchen and chatting with the goddess on the mobile phone, the hot bath water had already been boiled, recalling that when he was a child, bathing in this kind of boiling spring water was something that Fu Jing had not had the opportunity to experience for a long time.

The hot smoke rose from the backyard, and after a while, Fu Jing wrapped his red and comfortable body in clothes and slowly returned to the room.

"It's so comfortable, all the worries are swept away, and life is still pretty good sometimes."

Fu Jing, who was lying on the bed, quickly fell asleep. In the dream, he has returned to Hengshui City, and is sitting in a high-end hotel with a large bouquet of roses in his hand, waiting for his goddess to come to the appointment.

Soon, a tall and beautiful woman wearing a dark blue dress appeared in front of Fu Jing.

The woman was very happy to accept the bouquet of roses in Fu Jing's hand, and her face showed inner joy. The two told and recalled the past of college, and at the critical moment, Fu Jing expressed his love. The woman on the other side was a little shy. But I promised Fu Jing.

Throughout the meal, Fu Jingzhong felt a very damp feeling around him, but the goddess sat opposite him. And so endured the past.

The dinner was almost underway, and Fu Jing proposed that the two of them go to the cinema, and the other party happily agreed.

However, when Fu Jing came to the woman's side and stretched out his right hand very gracefully to signal the other party to hold his palm, the beautiful palm that was originally smeared with blue nail polish suddenly turned into a swollen and festering old hand when it was placed in Fu Jing's hand. It is not known how long it was soaked in water.

"Ahh

Fu Jing suddenly got up from the bed, and the clothes behind him were all soaked.

"Just now...... Is it a dream? ”

As Fu Jing slowly woke up, he felt that it was not just the clothes on his back that were soaked, but the entire quilt was damp.

"How ......"

When Fu Jing realized that something was not quite right, he looked around with his eyes. It was a simple room, and there were a lot of extra things. First of all, on the wooden table on the windowsill was an incense burner dyed with sandalwood, in front of which was a plate of fruit offerings, and two long red candles on either side, but the candles were not lit.

Judging by the length of the sandalwood burning, it seems to have happened just a few minutes ago.

Fu Jing subconsciously touched the light switch at the head of the bed with his right hand, "Click! The switch was pressed twice but there was no response, and then Fu Jing remembered that the light bulb in the room had been broken by his head.

"Lighters!"

Fu Jing looked at the candle on the table, and immediately took out the lighter from his trouser pocket at the head of the bed.

However, when the two red candles were lit at the same time, a drop of clear water dripped on the back of Fu Jing's neck, causing Fu Jing's whole person to quickly turn his head and look behind him.

It's okay not to look at it, this look made Fu Jing sit down on the bed.

On the head of the bed, where nothing is stored, there is a black and white portrait of an old woman hanging at this moment. Not only that, but the eyes on the old woman's withered face did not know where to go, and streams of clear water continued to seep out along the two hollow dark eye holes.

The scariest thing is not this.

Under the candlelight, Fu Jing's shadow was reflected on the wall, and there was an extra shadow on the light and shadow wall that was slightly yellow and trembling with the candlelight, which seemed to be an old woman in a long robe, who was standing beside Fu Jing's bed at this time and hung her head on Fu Jing's shoulder. As if blowing.

"Hoo ......" A burst of cold air was produced in Fu Jing's neck for no reason.

"Click!" Fu Jing didn't scream, but leaned over his body and fell heavily under the bed.

Just as he was about to crawl out of this strange room, Fu Jing turned his head to look at the extremely important briefcase at the head of the bed, which contained a piece of information he had obtained from his trip to Pingxuan Township.

"!" Fu Jing yelled to embolden himself, and the whole person took two big steps and grabbed the briefcase and carried his clothes along the way.

As he turned and ran towards the door, he suddenly tripped over something on his right foot, which was striding forward. Directly fell a dog eating. Pain is nothing to Fu Jing anymore, and the most important thing at the moment is to know what it is that trips over him.

"Uh, uh!" A retching sound like a throat click came from behind him.

When Fu Jing turned his head, he found an extremely swollen old woman under the bed, stretching out her bloated right hand to support her left leg.

"you."

He has a strong sense of survival, and he pedals down with all his right foot.

The fat palms receded on their own at this moment, leaving only a pair of blue eyes under the bed.

Fu Jing quickly ran out of the room with his briefcase and his clothes, but when he passed by Uncle Zhang's room next door. Unexpectedly, the door that had been closed before was now fully open.

And when Fu Jing ran across the room, his eyes widened in surprise.

The situation in Uncle Zhang's room was exactly the same as the room he lived in. Offerings, incense burners, candles, and a posthumous image hanging at the head of the bed. The portrait was none other than Uncle Zhang, and this situation made Fu Jing immediately understand the meaning of the last sentence that Uncle Zhang said this afternoon.

"Is it really haunted? What the hell is this Pingxuan Township......"

When Fu Jing walked down the second floor to the first floor, tonight's meal was still in the hall, but the so-called white rice was full of small white worms. And the bowl of the dish is full of some toads, cockroaches and other creatures.

Fu Jing who saw this scene. My stomach immediately turned over and vomited everything I had eaten all day.

Stabilize your mind a little, although your body is a little weak due to excessive vomiting, but now is not the time to relax.

"Bang bang!"

Fu Jing used all his strength to hit the wooden door of the hall, but the seemingly dilapidated wooden door stood still in place without any sign of opening.

"Get out of the backyard!"

Fu Jing, who turned around and ran towards the backyard, was about to step out of the backyard when a strange scene made his whole person stop.

"Smack!" A white humanoid figure fell from above. Slammed heavily in front of Fu Jing, streams of liquid flowed out from under the corpse, not blood, but wisps of clear water.

The white swollen corpse slowly rose from the ground, and suddenly it was the old woman who had grabbed Fu Jing from under the bed before. It can be clearly seen that there is a circle of cut marks on its neck, and it is from it that the clear water flows.

Fu Jing's legs were a little weak, but he still escaped into the kitchen door on the side with a sense of survival, quickly locked the wooden door with an iron lock, and retreated to the sink in the corner of the kitchen for washing vegetables.

"Hiss!"

The clear water soaked the wooden door, and the wooden door was useless in front of the old woman in white.

"Once it exceeds 16:30 p.m., it is forbidden to use water for a qiē."

At this time, Uncle Zhang's words echoed in Fu Jing's mind, the old woman in front of him was only one step away from him, and her bloated hands were already stretched out towards him, as long as he was a little sluggish, death would come.

"Squeak!"

Twist the faucet, and a large amount of clean water gushes out of the faucet.

Suddenly, the old lady in front of Fu Jing showed a frightened look on her hideous face, and her bloated body disappeared immediately...... (To be continued......)

PS: Tomorrow Saturday guarantees at least ten chapters, there may be surprises, in order not to affect everyone's rest, it will be updated from 11:00 am, with chapters every hour. Ah Fei is crazy once, worthy of everyone's long-term support!