In a trance for a while, I slowly approached the bedside.

This bed......

Again, sure this is my room.

I lifted the black blanket and looked at the white sheets under the black blanket, my hands froze, and then I immediately removed the entire black blanket, and the white pillow fell to the ground, making a porcelain clattering sound, which was particularly loud in the quiet.

I looked down, it was obviously a soft pillow, how could it make a sound?

Looking at the white bed in front of me.

At the sight of this bed, I felt like I was almost schizophrenic!

Is this a dream or reality?

I stepped back step by step, but when I turned around, there was only a wall behind me, and where was the door?

"This, this is not my home! You... It's you again, who are you! ”

I leaned against the wall, and there seemed to be a vague cold air wafting through the air, and a faint rancid stench.

I covered my mouth and nose, but gradually the taste became stronger, and I even felt that my head was swollen and uncomfortable.

I don't know if it's a hallucination, but the bed that I messed up just now looks up and looks like it's as neat as ever.

It's just that on the side of the bed, there seems to be a person sleeping under the black blanket, covering the head, and it seems that only black hair can be seen.

I instantly felt my heart beat to my throat, my hands behind my back, my fingers pressed hard against the wall, and my feet moved slowly, because I couldn't see his face from this angle, he seemed to be facing away from me.

I think he may be the person Grandma Jiang is looking at......

I slowly walked to the side, but I still couldn't see his face.

I remembered what Grandma Jiang said, and there was a sentence that I remember very clearly, saying that I took a ghost thing......

"I, I really didn't take your stuff like... If you have any grievances, I can help you......"

I have heard before that if a person dies, where he dies, the soul will always be there, some people are unjustly killed, they will not be able to reincarnate, after a long time, the ghost begins to behave strangely, to put it bluntly, it is to find a person to replace, so that those unjustly killed ghosts can be reincarnated.

I don't know who I'm listening to, but I see the white bed every time, but I don't see the person on the bed once.

Did he die in this bed? But why did you come to me?!!

The person in the bed was still asleep like that, and the rancid stench in the air seemed to fade away, becoming a cold fragrance.

I didn't dare to go over, so I crouched down with my hands on my knees and kept my eyes fixed on the person on the bed.

Looking at it, in a trance, my head wanted to be hit, and I began to hallucinate in front of my eyes, watching me walk on a red carpet, there were many people on both sides, but I couldn't see clearly, but I could hear the noisy sound.

The people on both sides of the red carpet kept going back and forth, but none of them walked on the red carpet, and they couldn't see their faces clearly, but they subconsciously felt that the people around them didn't dare to get too close.

My eyes were hazy with a patch of red, indicating the joy of the place, but the two white candles not far away made my eyes constrict.

I immediately stepped back, only to find that my right hand was clenched, and immediately looked down to see that it was a white hand, and my ten fingers were tightly gripped, and he was wearing a jet black suit, very tall, and I could only reach his shoulder.

I tried to squint to see his face clearly, but he only had one side face, as white as his hands, and I couldn't see the look on his face, only that it was cold and impermanent.

My own body was also forcibly pulled by him, and I walked in the direction of the white candle.

The sound of strange and terrible laughter became clearer and clearer, and I wanted to speak, but I couldn't make a sound.

Looking at the white candle that was getting closer and closer, I shook my head slightly, but I caught a glimpse of him beside me, and the corners of my mouth were smiling.

I immediately turned my head to look at him, but suddenly a cold wind struck.

The light of the white candle was extinguished.

My body trembled, and I only felt that the hand holding me was getting tighter and tighter.

"It's time for a cave ......"

The eerie sound of the dark, as if coming from the darkest and most terrifying underworld, was close to my ears......