There are no ghosts in this world, I used to be influenced by Zimo, but now I should be strong. Can't see anything and think nonsense, Su Qingmei cheered for herself, tried to calm down, and simply walked into the house.

Although she felt that the environment was too strange at the moment, and like a bottomless dry well, it was eating away at her reason little by little, and with the courage that she had finally mustered, she still stubbornly walked a few steps, until she smelled a strange smell and breath between her noses and stopped in horror.

She took out her phone from her body, shook it, and was shocked to find that there were many faces in front of her.

The faces of these people were so white, and when they saw what kind of event she had disturbed, the owners of these faces looked back at her when they heard the movement.

All the ghosts turn back!

Although Su Qingmei was lonely and hard when she was alone, she learned relatively advanced knowledge. Occasionally, I am forced to contact some things that I resist psychologically, but after a few more contacts, my heart is numb, and that's it.

It is inevitable that studying medicine does not deal with corpses, such as autopsies, and she personally dissects corpses, so when she sees these pale faces, she can't help but think of corpses.

Su Qingmei was retreating, step by step and very carefully. She wanted to keep things as quiet as possible, lest these things that didn't look good come after her.

But she moved, but she didn't retreat. It's not that Su Qingmei doesn't want to retreat, but that he can't move his feet. This kind of inability to move is very similar to the ghost press bed that many people have done, and she thought that this was a nightmare.

But nightmares are so real. She has a cell phone, she has ideas, and she has a mind.

After a slight sound, Su Qingmei, who did not quit, was stunned to find that these white-faced "people" in front of him automatically dodged a way.

She'd seen a wall of people, but she had never seen such a vast ghost wall.

The human wall is an impregnable wall formed by tens of thousands of people, and what she saw in front of her was faintly discernible in the darkness, so close, she couldn't see their bodies clearly, these people's bodies seemed to be very light, like humanoid balloons floating in the air.

And at the end of the black wall, Su Qingmei saw three people.

With a loud bang, countless dark red lanterns fell from the sky like a living life, illuminating the surroundings and illuminating the wall that looked like the terracotta warriors and horses combined. The pale faces and the gloomy gaze made Su Qingmei shudder.

She swallowed nervously, as if she understood what the things meant, and they wanted her to keep walking, walking past their natural wall.

Just as Su Qingmei was about to leave, a desperate shout came from the formed body: "Qingmei run away." ”

It was Ji Zimo's voice, and she couldn't leave, and echoed him: "Zimo, where are you?" ”

"Leave me alone, you go." Ji Zimo's desperate and bald voice came again, deeply stabbing Su Qingmei's heart, she couldn't leave him alone, in this life, life and death must be together.

Su Qingmei did not retreat, not only did not retreat, but glanced at it with an extremely resolute gaze, even with the help of the lantern floating in mid-air, the "crowd" that could not be seen clearly walked forward step by step.

Just as she took two steps, she felt that her feet and neck were pinched and held by something, and at the same time, an angry voice came: "They all shouted that you leave me alone, why are you disobedient?" ”

Su Qingmei subconsciously looked down, and was so shocked that his heart stopped beating, and even time seemed to freeze. She saw that Ji Zimo was covered in blood, and behind him was a string of crude blood marks.

"Ah~"

Ji Zimo was made tense by Su Qingmei's screams in her sleep, hurriedly stopped the car, stretched out her hand to pat her and shouted, "Qingmei, what's wrong with you?" ”

Su Qingmei heard the shouting and woke up suddenly, only to realize that he had really had a nightmare just now. The bloody, eerie, and eerie images of the dream are vivid, as real as what has just happened.

She was gulping (gasping), trembling all over, and grabbed Ji Zimo and said, "Zimo, I had a terrible nightmare just now, will it have anything to do with going to the Ji family's old mansion this time?" ”

"Silly girl, what's the matter, the ugly daughter-in-law went to see her in-laws, be nervous! All sorts of cranky thoughts, that's the root of the nightmare. Okay, there's no need to dwell on useless, let's think about how many children we will have in the future, whether there are more boys or girls, and names. ”

Su Qingmei threw away Ji Zimo, feeling that his arm was sore, and his head was dizzy. Perhaps, as he said, he was too nervous and too concerned about seeing his in-laws. will do these nonsensical nightmares, the Ji family's old mansion is human, how can it be like there is no one in the dream, but a group of terrible things?

"Okay, don't think about it, let's move on, there is still a way to go and our family." Ji Zimo comforted her and pointed to the back seat: "There is water." ”

Su Qingmei smiled apologetically and nodded in response: "Well, okay." In response, she turned around and reached for the purified water without effort, unscrewed the lid and gulped down her neck.

"Haha."

The eerie laughter startled Su Qingmei's slight startled, and she asked Ji Zimo for verification: "Did you hear any sound just now?" ”

Ji Zimo didn't look back, he didn't move, like a wooden man, leaving Su Qingmei with a very strange back.

Let's put it this way! Su Qingmei looked at Ji Zimo, like seeing a lifeless sculpture. At the same time, she has a premonition that she still hasn't woken up in a nightmare, is it a dream within a dream?

But Ji Zimo's words just now, and he asked her to drink water. Only then did Su Qingmei feel that the water in her mouth was wrong, it was very fishy, and she slowly handed the bottle she was holding in her hand to look at it mechanically.

If she doesn't look at it, she can't wait to take out all her internal organs and wash them. There was blood-red blood in the bottle, she had just drunk a lot, wow! Su Qingmei spit out, and at the same time quickly pushed the car door and rolled from the car to the ground.

Ji Zimo in the car is not Ji Zimo, who is he!

"Woohoo." Wind? Su Qingmei looked up at the sky, dark and dark, just like the scene in the real world when the sky is about to change and a storm is coming. "Woohoo." She heard it more clearly, the whining sound, like a woman's cry, sad and sorrowful, as if it was close at hand, and as if it was out of reach.

Su Qingmei looked at the car again, and there was no movement in the open door. She was super nervous, pressed her heart to resist the sudden and wild beat, and approached the car - there was no one in the car, this feeling was very similar to the nightmare she had before, the same was that there was no one in the car, and she didn't take a few steps before she saw a dilapidated old house.

There is the word "Ji House" on the lintel of the old house.

I have to wake up, I can't go to the old house. There is something terrible there, Su Qingmei said to herself. But no matter how much she struggled, it didn't help, and everything around her still didn't change in the slightest.

"Woo woo" the wind is crying? Su Qingmei was curious and wanted to see through the things that made the sound.

I don't know when the fog started, how could she see through it with her naked eyes? Su Qingmei had a bad premonition that something was controlling her in the dark, and not letting her wake up was more like a warning.

She wanted to get rid of this weird bewitchment, wanted to return to reality immediately, and wanted to see Ji Zimo. There was a warm liquid flowing on her face, and she subconsciously reached out and touched it, and it was tears.

I'm crying? Su Qingmei was surprised, in addition to being nervous and afraid of the unknown, she was not to the point of crying, how could her eyes shed tears by themselves?

It's a dream, not real, though I don't know why I can't wake up from this strange nightmare. Su Qingmei was not afraid, she bravely walked towards the place where the fog was thick.

The voice of "woo woo" is getting clearer and clearer, and her voice is like crying, just like a woman who loves to cry, she has unspeakable grievances and can only vent by crying.

Su Qingmei thought of taking out his mobile phone to take a picture of the fog. The light from the phone screen quickly refracted, and all she saw was a dark brown mist and nothing else.

Ji Zimo's shout came from the mist: "Come Qingmei!" ”

Zimo? Su Qingmei heard his voice and smiled secretly, and couldn't help but think of his book. I saw that Ji Zimo was playing a game, and I read the book Soul Attraction again, otherwise how could the two of them meet in a dream?

Su Qingmei threw herself into the mist, but saw nothing, and tried to widen her eyes again to find that she was not outside, but more like in a strange room. In front of her eyes, there was a dresser, and on the dresser there was a white skirt.

This is a lace (silk) lace white dress, in the light of the mobile phone, faintly reflecting a trace of strange luster, the fabric is quite elegant, she is the more she looks at it, the more she likes it, subconsciously put the skirt in front of her and glanced at it.

Su Qingmei was confused by the scene in front of her, she imagined that this was the wedding dress that Ji Zimo had prepared for herself. Without the slightest hesitation, she immediately lifted her skirt in front of her and looked at the mirror of the dresser.

Just one look is enough to scare the hell. She saw in the mirror a face that was extremely hideous, and the face was even more incomplete and distorted.

Before she could scream, a cold, withered arm reached out from under the cabinet and grabbed her condyles so hard that she couldn't move.

Su Qingmei let out a super-decibel scream, startling Ji Zimo to stop in a hurry. This time she felt the vibration of the car, and she could clearly see that there was no blood on his face, no evil smirk.

"Zimo." Su Qingmei cried and threw herself into Ji Zimo's arms, feeling the body temperature from him, and making sure that he was really awake now. The lingering nightmare in my mind was like a shadow hanging over my heart.

Seeing her like this, Ji Zimo burst into a smile, this was the first time he couldn't help laughing. He smiled naturally, but he was also handsome.

Seeing that Su Qingmei's face was pale and cold sweat was breaking out on her forehead, he guessed that she must have been awakened by a nightmare, so he comforted: "Okay, when the ugly daughter-in-law sees her in-laws, she has pressure to have nightmares, right?" Su Qing's eyebrows furrowed, what Ji Zimo said was a bit similar to what he said in the dream just now.

Ji Zimo wanted to make her happy, so he pinched his face and said, "The ghost is here." ”

"Please don't mention ghosts." Su Qingmei hurriedly buried her head deep in his arms, unwilling to raise it for a long time, she really didn't have the courage to face the strange changes again, she was afraid that the warmth of raising her head just now would disappear, and what appeared in front of her was the terrifying scene before.

This book is derived from Kanshu.com