The matter of bloody handprints cannot be delved into, once Xiaowen knows this possibility, the consequences are unimaginable.

One day, I passed by the pharmacy again, and happened to meet the old man who was holding the urn of ashes last time, and he seemed to know me, and glanced at me obliquely, and sneered in a gloating tone, "Young man, you didn't eat to death." ”

Is this what people say? I forcibly suppressed the anger in my heart, and deliberately raised my eyebrows and said angrily, "Uncle, no, this medicine is very delicious, and it is healthier to drink, hehe, my life is harder than your son." ”

He was unhappy when he heard this, his beard shook angrily, he raised his eyebrows and spat at the mouth, and cursed with hatred and viciousness, "Eat, sooner or later, eat your little calf!" ”

I feel very unhappy about what I said, but there is no need to argue with the mentally ill.

Turning his head and just about to leave, the uncle suddenly opened the ash jar in his arms, pointed the altar to me, and muttered, "Son, look at it, there are people who eat herbs again, and sooner or later I have to go down to accompany you!" ”

I just wanted to say a word in return, but I coldly peeked into the mouth of the jar, there seemed to be a pair of black eyes staring at me, and instantly I had goosebumps, and my heart was pounding in horror, although it was summer, there was still a bad cold.

When he wanted to look at it again, the old man had already fastened the lid of the altar, held it in his arms, and rubbed the altar body like a caressing.

"Uncle, are your son's ashes in this jar?" In a hurry, this sentence couldn't help but blurt out.

He glared and scolded, "It's not my son's, it's your son!" ”

I also felt that there were some inappropriate words just now, so I swallowed and spit, ignored it, and strode away.

Along the way, I wondered that the old man's jar might not contain my son's ashes, but a snake or some other small animal, because the ashes could not have eyes.

But the eyes in the jar are particularly vicious, like some kind of thoughtful thing, with great resentment, if you make an analogy, like a man is bumping into his wife cheating, that kind of anger, hatred, can kill you!

The eyes of animals are not like this, and only people can make them. But how do you fit a pair of living eyes in such a small jar? Even if you gouge out people's eyes, you can't pretend to be inside, it will be shriveled up a long time ago.

Probably a strange animal.

This god-chattering uncle is really weird, and I don't know what kind of vicious things are in his jar, or stay away from it and don't mess with it.

In the blink of an eye, Xiaowen has been pregnant for more than seven months, and everything is normal.

There was no more strange things to happen, the bloody handprints had been gradually forgotten, until one night, I got up at night to go to the toilet, came back and lay on the bed, just turned off the lights and closed my eyes, not yet asleep, suddenly I vaguely heard a childish voice: Dad!

I suddenly opened my eyes, and there was silence in the darkness, was that sound just now an illusion? I rubbed my temples, sleepiness hit, and I was about to fall asleep again, when I heard another voice: "Dad"! The voice was crystal clear.

At that time, I was furious, and immediately turned on the light, and looked around, could it be that there was still a child hiding in the rental house?

I rummaged through the cabinets, I searched everywhere, and there was not even a figure, I was sure that the sound just now was definitely not an illusion, someone must have called Dad.

Isn't there a baby ghost in this room? Is it a ghost calling?

No, no, no, I never believed in that, definitely not. I think there is a scientifically sound explanation for everything.

Sitting on the bed, I thought carefully for a while, there is only one possibility, that is, Xiaowen is talking in her sleep.

Sure enough, ten minutes later, a "Dad" from Xiaowen's mouth confirmed my thoughts.

It's really Xiaowen talking in her sleep, so I covered her with a quilt.

Perhaps, it was she who went back to her childhood in her dream and saw her long-lost father, so she couldn't help but call out.

However, I always find it weird, first, Xiaowen basically hasn't said anything in her dreams before, and second, this "Dad" contains that kind of immature milk, at best, it is not more than three years old, how did Xiaowen make it? Could it be that in a dream, the sound made by people can be different from usual?

I checked on the Internet, and there is no research in this area in medicine, maybe yes, people can really make different sounds in dreams, or maybe depending on the scene they dream of.

Looking at Xiaowen, who was sleeping soundly, and then at her bulging lower abdomen, I suddenly had an inexplicable thought, this sound could not be from the baby in her womb.

I gently put my ear to her lower abdomen and listened carefully, but a moment later, there was a scream of "ahh

I saw Xiaowen staring at me with a strange look, and said, "Mu, Mufeng, what are you doing?" ”

I opened my mouth wide, a little overwhelmed, and it took me a long time to come to my senses, and then I made up an embarrassing explanation, "Xiaowen, I can't sleep in the middle of the night, I look at my phone on the Internet, and some people say that the fetus of seven or eight months old will make a cooing sound to be healthy, so I couldn't help but listen." ”

Xiaowen had a gloomy face and stroked her lower abdomen, "Sick, you are sick, people on the Internet are even sicker, how can there be a baby with a cooing sound, and the fetus is not an old hen!" ”

I scratched my head and smiled, "That's it, the person on the Internet is really sick, I'll change the vest to scare him." ”

After lying down, I couldn't fall asleep over and over, I always felt that something was wrong, but I didn't know what the crux was, whether it was the bloody handprints in the past, or the voice calling my father today, it seemed that there was some deeper reason behind these things.

One night, I woke up suddenly because I heard three "Dad" in a trance, that is, three consecutive calls, "Dad" "Dad" and "Dad"!

When I turned on the light, I was scared enough, only to see Xiaowen's body curled up in a strange posture, her hands clenched into fists, hugged tightly in front of her chest, and her legs were bent, like the shape of a baby in the mother's body.

What's going on, could it be that Xiaowen is having a nightmare again?

I wanted to smooth her legs gently, but I didn't expect it to be quite strong.

Xiaowen's lips are a little pale, and there are some beads of sweat on her forehead, it may be a nightmare, it is said that when people have nightmares, don't wake up, otherwise, it may cause serious consequences, and I don't dare to do anything, so I have to stand quietly on the side.

After guarding for a long time, I was a little sleepy, I opened my eyes for a while, closed my eyes for a while, and stared at Xiaowen in a daze, and suddenly heard a drum-like sound, "Dad!" Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! Father! ”

Half-asleep, I rolled under the bed all of a sudden, woke up completely, wiped the beads of sweat on my forehead, looked at Xiaowen, and I didn't know if those sounds just now were my dreams or real.

There is a saying that there is a dream in the day, and there is a dream in the night, perhaps, the anxious baby voice just now appeared in my dream, because I first heard Xiaowen's voice calling Dad, and then I had an impression in my head, and then I was a little nervous, and I dreamed of it.

I explained it to myself, or to some extent, comforted myself.

After this fright, I was completely sleepy, walked to the bathroom, washed my face with cold water, and inadvertently looked in the mirror, so scared that I fell to the ground with a "poof".

On the mirror, there is a picture of a baby! A grinning baby!

It's similar to the bloody handprints outside the door, I can see it at a glance, it's still painted with Xiaowen's lipstick, I smelled it, the same fragrance, sure enough, I quickly touched it with a rag and cleaned it up.

gasped, calmed down, opened Xiaowen's dressing box again, took out the Saint Laurent lipstick and looked at it, and couldn't help but gasp, it was indeed painted with this one, because last time I saw it, it was slightly longer than now, and now it is shorter.

Sitting on the bed, my scalp was numb and my limbs were cold, and now, there are only two possibilities, one is that I sleepwalked and drew this baby, and the other was painted by Xiaowen sleepwalking, of course, Xiaowen has a better chance of drawing.

I couldn't think of a reason, so I watched Xiaowen while playing with my phone, and after about two hours, Xiaowen gradually changed this posture and stretched into a normal form, which was really a night of horror.

Since Xiaowen is pregnant, it seems that a real horror movie is being staged in my house, but who is the director behind it?

Or even say, is it a human or a ghost?