"Knock knock!"

After slamming the door three times in a row, Li Shuai withdrew his hand as if out of breath and waited for the movement in the room.

After a while, they heard the sound of the door lock opening, and Li Shuai and Li Bingdie both took a step back.

In the process, the door had been opened halfway from the inside, revealing a very friendly young face. The young man was wearing a yellow-brown robe like a nightgown, and his hair was somewhat unkempt, but he had a sunny smile on his face, giving Li Shuai and the others a particularly cordial feeling.

The first impression is full of positive reviews.

The young man looked at Li Shuai and Li Bingdie with a smile, and Li Shuai's face was full of suspicion, he always felt that he had seen this young man somewhere, but there was a difference in feeling. As for Li Bingdie, he felt that the young man was very scary, after all, he stayed in this kind of ghostly place, but he looked like he was usually alone at home.

"Have we met?"

Even Li Shuai himself didn't expect that the first thing they said would be this.

The young man was slightly stunned when he heard this, then shook his head and said:

"It looks like we're meeting for the first time."

Li Bingdie was a little stunned, because this was not like what they should be saying now.

"That...... Do you know what this place is? You should ...... Should know, right? “

"Yes." The young man nodded unexpectedly to Li Bingdie, and then replied:

"This is my home."

"Huh?" Li Bingdie and Li Shuai asked clearly:

"What did you just say?"

"I said this was my home." The young man repeated.

"Can't you see the ghosts, and the ......?"

"I know them." The young man interrupted Li Shuai's questioning and said:

"But it shouldn't have anything to do with my home being here, right?"

Li Shuai and Li Bingdie were both a little confused, thinking that either their heads were short-circuited, or this young man's head was short-circuited. Because they couldn't understand what the young man was saying, how could this be his home in another space?

Unless...... It's a ghost!

The two of them realized this at the same time, and they saw that their faces sank together, and then they looked at the original standing in front of them. The face of the friendly young man began to distort!

At this moment, Li Shuai suddenly felt that his body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and it was difficult to move.

"What the hell is going on with this TMD!"

Li Shuai roared incomprehensibly in his heart, because Xiao Mo had obviously told him that timely positioning can only locate human beings, not ghosts.

At the same time, in another space.

Hwaseong, 11:30 p.m.

Driving home, Tong Xiaodong always had a feeling of horror in his heart for some reason. His home is on the north side of the city. His company is on the east side of the city, so he always has to drive long hours on the road to and fro.

was really uncomfortable in his heart, Tong Xiaodong turned on the radio on the car, but as soon as the radio was turned on, a series of extremely sharp noises came out of it, and the sound was like being in KTV, and the two microphones were close to interfering with each other.

"I'm cǎo!"

Tong Xiaodong cursed, turning the volume controller to turn down the voice, and in the process. He was still scolding:

"Mu Yuan, that bastard, I can't transfer back after borrowing my car and listening to the radio. This kind of person really can't be taken care of in the future, and he doesn't know how to love. ”

Mu Yuan is a colleague of Tong Xiaodong, and Tong Xiaodong is a typical cautious eye. He has always gone to take advantage of others, but when others trouble him, even if it is a small matter, he will curse behind his back to those who ask him for help.

Careful people are not destined to develop much. Therefore, he is the oldest in the company, but in terms of achievements, he can't even catch up with those newcomers who have just entered the company for a year or two. The so-called sales manager is just a nice name, but in fact, few people can really do what he tells him.

Wait until the volume of the broadcast is dropped. The harsh noise of the past is no longer audible, and now it is a storytelling-like channel. The announcer's voice was hoarse and gloomy, and it sounded very palpitating, but Tong Xiaodong never believed in gods and monsters, so he naturally wouldn't be frightened by this kind of story that didn't have much nutrition.

He didn't bother to change the channel, so he simply diverted his attention by listening to ghost stories.

The car was going faster and faster, and Wang Xiaodong's heart was getting more and more frightened, I didn't know the reason, and I didn't know when this feeling started, in short, Wang Xiaodong was about to suffocate.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a strange noise coming from the seat behind him, and his hand holding the steering wheel suddenly softened, and then he looked at the reversing mirror in great panic.

Suddenly!

A cold claw stretched out from the back of his neck......! ”

The sound of the radio seemed to have become louder, and Tong Xiaodong couldn't help but feel furious in his heart, and before the story was finished, he directly turned off the radio:

"Damn it, this announcer really knows how to name it. Lao Tzu's name is Tong Xiaodong, and he has to call Wang Xiaodong when he gets a dead ghost out! ”

Of course, what will make Tong Xiaodong care so much is not just the similarity of the name, but the mental state of him and the character in this story is too similar.

He didn't know when it started, but he suddenly felt so uncomfortable in his heart that it was like being pressed down by an invisible person, and it was difficult to even move his body.

So he drove fast along the way, just to get back home early to rest, because he analyzed himself because the recent sales pressure was too much.

At midnight, Tong Xiaodong unlocked the door and returned to his home.

He is the only one in the family, and his wife and children are not at home, because as early as March this year, his family fell apart. His wife had an affair and took his daughter with him on the grounds that he could not afford to raise them.

Now they are still fighting a lawsuit for this custody matter. Many times he felt incredible, they were so in love with each other at that time, and lived together for so many years, but why could she abandon him and fall in love with other men?

Why is it like now, as long as they meet, they will be like two enemies fighting to the death, slandering and insulting each other. Sometimes I want to fight, almost every word has a thorn, and I only stick to each other's hearts.

Sighing, Tong Xiaodong sat directly on the sofa in the living room, and then habitually turned on the TV. He originally wanted to boil water and take a shower, but because he was so tired, he didn't move on the sofa for a long time.

Then, before he knew it, he fell asleep.

But at the same time, in Tong Xiaodong's extremely gloomy home, which was reflected by the TV, he suddenly remembered the rhythmic footsteps. Looking at the wall, a terrifying figure was also born. (To be continued......)