Don't...... Is that guy from Li Yanyuan again?

However, he used to appear out of nowhere, and he actually learned to knock on the door?

"Buckle button~" The knock on the door continued.

Qiao Keer put on her slippers and stopped knocking on the door as soon as she walked to the door. She looked out through the cat's eye and saw nothing in the empty hallway.

"Strange ......" Qiao Keer had just turned around and was about to go back to the room, when the knock on the door started again.

"Buckle Buckle Buckle ~"

"Who?" She dared to ask.

"Sister, it's me." The voice...... It's Wang Yun!

Qiao Ke'er instantly felt like falling into an ice cave, and her whole person was surrounded by a biting cold, cold from head to toe.

Didn't Wang Yun jump off the building and die? How could it be......

"Buckle button~" Wang Yun's voice came from outside the door again. "Sister, my hair has been wet, can you lend me a hair dryer?"

"Who the hell are you?" Qiao Keer clenched her fists, trying to keep herself calm.

"Sister, I'm Wang Yun upstairs."

Qiao Keer felt that the blood all over her body was congealing, and she walked to the door stiffly. Gritted his teeth and looked out through the cat's eyes......

It's really Wang Yun!

She was wearing a blood-stained school uniform, her twisted arms were behind her back, her fleshy face was completely unclear, and one eyeball was still hanging on her face.

Her wet hair...... It's wet with blood, and there's a white brain.

Qiao Keer covered her mouth in horror and stepped back step by step......

"Buckle button~" The voice outside the door seemed to be a little impatient. "Sister, can you lend me a hair dryer?"

"No, I don't have a hair dryer, I don't have a hair dryer here." Qiao Keer turned around and ran towards the room.

"Click~" The sound of the doorknob turning.

Qiao Keer's whole heart rose to her throat, and her whole body was cold. She strode into the room, locking the door behind it.

"Huh? The door is not locked, sister, I'll come in~" The footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if they had stopped at the door of her room.

The pajamas on her body were soaked with cold sweat, and Qiao Keer was so frightened that she didn't dare to come out.

"Sister, why is my hair still wet? You can't wipe it dry no matter how much you wipe it......" A voice came from the top of his head.

Qiao Ke'er trembled with fright, and her face suddenly turned cold...... She raised her hand and touched it, feeling a hand of sticky, fishy, smelly blood and brains.

"Ahh

"What's wrong?" Wang Yun raised her hand and touched the bloody hair, and gently pulled a handful of hair and fell down with her scalp, she didn't seem to know that she was dead. "Sister, you seem to be afraid of me? What's wrong......"

"Don't come here!" Qiao Keer retreated to the door and raised her hand to hold the doorknob, but she couldn't open it.

"Am I scary?" Wang Yun looked at her suspiciously.

Qiao Keer was so frightened that her palms broke out in a cold sweat, and she almost blurted out a 'yes', but she suddenly remembered that she had heard her grandmother say that some people don't realize that they are dead after death, and their souls will return to the place where they live at night.

If she finds out that she is dead, she will accumulate a deep resentment in her heart and turn into a ghost.

"Strange, why is my hair getting wetter?" Wang Yun's legs hung in the air, slowly floating in front of Qiao Keer, and lowered her head stiffly like a puppet. "Sister, can you help me see if there is anything dirty on my head?"

Qiao Ke'er hurriedly looked away, she really couldn't look directly at the still bleeding head, the shattered skull was deeply recessed, and the thick fishy smell was disgusting.