Ji Zimo sat up suddenly. Stunned, there was still a faint aftermath of shouting him in his ears, looking at Su Qingmei, who was curly and sleeping soundly, he gently shook his hand on her and shouted: "Qingmei." ”

When he shook it, he was still thinking that the voice just now didn't look like Su Qingmei's, but like Kang Min.

Yes, it's Kang Min's. She seems to have encountered something, otherwise how could she shout so desperately and so tragically?

Su Qingmei slept soundly, and was woken up by Ji Zimo, thinking that something had happened again, instinctively, got up and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?" ”

Ji Zimo was thoughtful, thinking back to the shout that rang in his ears just now, and then looked at Su Qingmei, who was sleepy-eyed and not fully awake, and his eyelids were slightly puffy, and said, "You just called me?" ”

"I'm sleepy, I didn't call you." Su Qingmei felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and he couldn't open them when he was old, so he muttered a little uncomfortable.

"Then, you go back to sleep, I'll get up and walk." Ji Zimo got up, looked at his watch, one o'clock in the morning. The shouting just now was shouted at 12 o'clock in the morning, was it a dream? He walked to the door, and looked back at Su Qingmei, who was asleep again, uneasily.

If it's really Kang Min shouting, then what will happen to her?

Ji Zimo thought of using water to communicate with the master and ask about the situation. But the old house and him are mutually restrictive, what if an accident accidentally happens? He walked out the door, went to the hallway, and went down the stairs at the entrance of the hallway.

Suddenly wanting to breathe, he walked to a closed window at the corner of the stairs and impulsively wanted to open it. There was a small sound of shoe soles on the wooden floor in the hallway, followed by a cold laugh from behind him.

Ji Zimo looked back nervously, it was his sister Ji Shanshan who was condescending, staring at him with scrutinizing eyes, "Brother, are you sure you want to open this window?" ”

"Can't open?" He looked up at his sister's pale face, loose hair, scarlet nails, and blood-red lips, her appearance really matched that of a female ghost.

"Of course." Ji Shanshan didn't talk much, she didn't seem to be sleeping, and she was paying attention to Ji Zimo and them at any time. As soon as he gets up, she will appear unconsciously, either behind him or on the side.

If it weren't in the old mansion, in another place, Ji Zimo thought that what he saw was not a living Ji Shanshan, but a ghost.

Seeing that she was about to turn around and go back, Ji Zimo raised his voice and said, "Can you have a small request?" ”

Ji Shanshan stopped and didn't look back, as if waiting for his request.

"Don't show up quietly in the future, it will scare people to death." Ji Zimo stared at her, and for a few seconds had the illusion that she didn't look like her sister who played with her when she was a child, but as if she was possessed by something inexplicable and drove her to do something unreasonable.

Ji Shanshan went back to the house.

Ji Zimo hadn't left yet, he stared at the window gloomily, not understanding why he couldn't open it to breathe. There was a ding-dong sound, as if something was rolling in, and he listened to the familiar sound, and slowly looked back.

It's a ball.

It's a ball of a children's toy, and the bones roll to the dead end.

Ji Zimo walked over and bent over to pick up the ball. The ball seemed to know that he was going to pick it up, and suddenly it rolled up of its own accord, and the bones rolled towards the basement staircase. He stared at the ball in silence, a scene so familiar that he went to the basement to pick up the ball, and then fell asleep for a month.

The string in his heart was moving, and countless blocked messages gradually emerged, and his breathing began to become rapid, a little uncomfortable.

A childhood scene seems to be right in front of you.

When he was young, he often saw a miniature curled up in the corner. From the microcosm he can feel baldness, frustration, resentment, and longing, who is he? He walked towards the miniature. Close at hand, the miniature was shaking, Ji Zimo slowly stretched out his hand mechanically, and slowly stretched out to the miniature.

The miniature screamed and ran towards the basement at great speed.

Ji Zimo followed closely and walked to the door of the basement. What he knew was that there were youkai in the basement. This is what the mother warned the siblings, and the purpose was to fear that they would go down to the basement to play.

But now he followed the miniature to the basement entrance, only to see that the door was open.

Someone in the basement?

Ji Zimo shouted softly as he walked: "Mom, sister." "The basement was empty, dark, and had an indescribable strange aura. As he walked, he said to himself, it's okay, there are no monsters, it's my mother who scares people.

Ji Zimo went to the basement, but suddenly found that there was a tunnel in the basement that he didn't know to lead to that place.

He followed the tunnel, came to an open, relatively flat area, and saw a rickety figure busy with something. Finally he stopped, approached his back lightly, and found that it was his grandmother.

What is Grandma doing?

I don't know what's going on, Xiao Ji Zimo has a bad feeling in his heart, he is about to see something bad.

Grandma is very old, what is she doing in this place? At that time, his grandmother still loved him, and after he saw his grandmother's secret, he became a person that his grandmother hated immensely.

Grandma's secret is-

Ji Zimo was stunned, he remembered the scene of peeping at his grandmother when he was a child.

Grandma was burying a corpse, and she was like a witch, and her words were a bit like spells. He vaguely remembered what he said.

Grandma was half-kneeling on the ground, her hair was scattered on her cheeks, her eyes were fixed on the bones she had dug up on the ground, and she said, "You never want to leave me, leave the old mansion, this life, the next life belongs to me......"

He didn't hear the words clearly, and he accidentally stepped on something and made a crackling sound, so startled that he didn't have time to put down his feet, and saw his grandmother turn around and stare at him fiercely. The eyes that were sunken in the sockets were fiercely hostile, and Xiao Ji Zimo was so frightened that he retreated again and again, and then ran away.

Since then, he has been afraid to see his grandmother.

But he wondered who his grandmother was talking to when she was alone, and whose bones belonged to the corpse on the ground? After that, he wanted to see it, but never had the chance.

Grandma is sick, she's getting thinner, skinny. Even so, the light from her eyes was still so scary that Xiao Ji Zimo didn't dare to go in to see her.

His parents didn't know about it and forced him to see his grandmother.

From afar, he felt his grandmother glaring at him, staring at him from the door, until he walked to the bedside. Grandma suddenly stretched out her hand like a dead tree branch, grabbed him, scratched the pain and didn't dare to cry, he stared at grandma in horror.

Grandma's fierce eyes glared at him, a leather could not hold the gums, and she trembled and said word by word: "I have to come back." Saying that, grandma's eyes widened, and her hand grabbed Ji Zimo's hand.

Xiao Ji Zimo was so frightened that he burst into tears, and it took a lot of effort for his parents to pull his hand out of his grandmother's claw-like palm.

Ji Zimo is now squatting in the basement, looking for the closed tunnel.

The four walls of the basement are all exactly the same bricks, and there is no anomaly to be seen. He fumbled inch by inch, trying to find a crack in the crack in the wall, and as he fumbled, he heard a scream from the ground.

Clear eyebrows? Ji Zimo's heart froze, and he hurriedly turned around and ran towards the entrance. Just as he lifted his feet and retreated, an eerie old hoarse laugh came from the shadows.

"Who?"

"Hmph~Hmph." The hoarse voice seemed to float out of a crack in the wall, with a cold and chilling coldness.

Ji Zimo plucked up his courage, took out his mobile phone with a trembling hand and shook it where the sound came.

There was nothing on the wall, but at this moment, a pair of cold hands grasped his foot condyles. Ji Zimo, who was so frightened that his hair exploded, instinctively lifted his feet, and pulled out a corpse without the lower half of his body.

Ji Zimo was stunned and trembled, wanting to shake off the hand on the foot condyle. If he can't shake it off, he will step on it, and the half of the corpse is alive, and he wants to bite him when he opens his mouth.

"Go, go, something." Ji Zimo's voice was out of tune, and he got goosebumps all over his body. He stomped his hand off, and from the broken part rolled out fat maggots and a dark brown foul-smelling liquid.

Then, the basement shook as if it were collapsing, and so did the four walls, and many different hands came out of the cracks in the walls. Ji Zimo shouted, tried his best to break free, and ran away, he didn't dare to turn back, stumbled up the stairs, and could hear the sound of ghosts crying from the basement.

Ji Zimo can be said to have escaped from the entrance of the basement with a roll, and when he escaped, he squatted on the ground and vomited vigorously.

Ji Shanshan appeared behind her quietly, hugging her elbows, and said in a tepid tone, "Brother, why are you running to the basement if you don't sleep?" ”

Ji Zimo wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "What's in the basement?" ”

"Something in the basement?" Ji Shanshan glanced at the basement, walked a few steps and asked, "You are talking about this?" ”

"Hmm."

"Brother, don't make trouble, this is your home, how can there be something you don't know?" Ji Shanshan didn't seem to believe Ji Zimo's words, so she opened the door on her own initiative, glanced inside and said, "Brother, let's go and see, what is it that scares my brother like this?" ”

Ji Zimo also wanted to take a look again, maybe it was like Ji Shanshan said that he was dazzled and hallucinated just now. However, there was pain in the condyle, and he subconsciously lifted his trouser leg to see that there were several shoddy and blackened pinch marks on the condyle.

"Oh, brother, what are you doing, and you're still injured?" Ji Shanshan turned around in surprise and asked.

"It's in the basement." Ji Zimo put down his trouser leg and prepared to follow behind.

"Still going?" Ji Shanshan didn't leave, and asked rhetorically.

"Go." Ji Zimo has to figure out what is in the lower room, I heard that shout just now, but I haven't figured it out yet, and there is a situation in the basement again, it seems that the old mansion is indeed not a simple place.

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