Chapter Forty-Seven: Strange Photos
The weather was still sultry and hot, Luo Xiyu had disappeared since she left the hospital, and Bai Ling was no longer worried under Feng Yihong's admonition. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
This night, Feng Yihong and Mo Ziling went out on a date, and Mo Ziling only sent her a message: What you see may not be true, and what you hear may not be true.
Bai Ling has been tired enough in the past few days, and went to close the balcony door to sleep, when suddenly a cold wind blew behind Bai Ling, Bai Ling didn't dare to turn back immediately, just looked back with her eyes, it didn't seem to be anything, maybe there was wind outside. Bai Ling continued to close the door again, and suddenly a pale hand slapped on the balcony door and window, Bai Ling was so frightened that her hand retracted, and a cold sweat broke out on her back!
Bai Ling shook her head, there was nothing on the doors and windows, maybe she was really too tired to hallucinate. Bai Ling immediately closed the door and walked towards the bed, suddenly another cold wind blew from behind, Bai Ling turned around, and there was nothing! She hasn't forgotten that she is the only one in the dormitory, and she hasn't forgotten that she sometimes has three shadows!
Bai Ling hurriedly sat on the stool nearby, but there was a photo of their dormitory on the table, Bai Ling slowly picked it up, and suddenly flipped over, sure enough!
Mo Yuanyuan wrote 1 behind her, 2 behind Rong Xiaoxue, 3 behind Jiang Qing, 4 behind Luo Xiyu, 5 behind herself, and nothing behind Feng Yihong.
The next one is Jiang Qing! Feng Yihong is very likely to be the reincarnation of Lu Xiaoqi, and only she can escape! What to do, what is going to be done?!
Suddenly, another gust of cold wind blew behind her, she had already closed the balcony door, how could there still be wind? This dorm is not just herself! Those two extra shadows! Those two shadows are unjust souls!
"Knock knock" suddenly sounded on the door, Bai Ling looked at the door and asked, "Who?" No one answered, but after a while, there was another knock on the door, and Bai Ling mustered up the courage to walk to the door and open it.
"What are you doing yourself? I knocked on the door for a long time and it didn't open. Jiang Qing leaned against the door frame, "What?" Won't you let me in? ”
Bai Ling stabilized her spirit and let Jiang Qing in: "No, I asked who it was just now, and you didn't say anything to scare me, just opened the door so late, come in!" ”
Jiang Qing laughed when she heard this: "I really let Feng Yihong guess it, she was afraid that you would be afraid, so she called me and asked me to come over!" After speaking, he deliberately looked at the shadow on the ground.
Bai Ling took the problematic photo and handed it to Jiang Qing: "Aren't you afraid?" A shadow on me? ”
"Then I can't let my friends fall into a desperate situation because I'm afraid!" Jiang Qing said and looked at this photo, "Until now, I feel like I'm in a dream, and everyone is fine when I wake up from the dream." ”
Bai Ling flipped over the photo and said, "Why shouldn't I? You're next, what should I do? ”
Jiang Qing looked at the sky with a wry smile, "I already feel it, something is wrong with you before, but you are following me all the time, I can see the red cheongsam floating on the ceiling when I go to self-study, the extra red heels when I take a bath, and the sound of high heels that I accidentally heard when I wake up in the early morning, this horror is more painful than dying suddenly." ”
Bai Ling looked at the girl in front of her who had changed a lot, and couldn't help but think of how youthful and energetic they used to be, "What do you want to do?" ”
Jiang Qing covered his face and leaned on the table: "I don't know, I thought I could find out the inside story of my sister-in-law's death, but I ignored the danger." ”
Bai Ling took out a pen: "Anyway, there's no way, why don't we play with the pen fairy again?" ”
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