I woke up from my dream, looked at the time, at twelve o'clock at noon, wiped my sweat, and saw that I was no longer sleepy, so I went to the bathroom to take a shower. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I let out a long breath as the warm liquid enveloped me. Just now, I was still having a nightmare, not so much a nightmare, but a dream about the past, I dreamed of the disappearance of the dark space I encountered when I went home last time, the location was in that suburb, but in the dream I couldn't escape, but fell directly into the darkness. Fortunately, I woke up the moment I was swallowed up by the darkness in my dream.

My breathing gradually evened out, and the sleepiness quickly tied me up again. It's just that his body is extremely tired, so he simply folded the towel, neatly placed it on the edge of the white porcelain, lay on the edge of the bathtub, fixed his body into a posture that is not easy to slip, and then closed his eyes. The water temperature was set to a constant temperature by me to prevent the body from catching a cold when I fell asleep.

As my breathing became more even, there was a sudden chill behind me, as if some liquid had dripped onto my back and slid down my back. And it's more than a drop, as if the basin has been knocked over upstairs.

But I remember that the roof of my room happened to be empty, could it be that there was some crack in the ceiling when I didn't pay attention, and there was water accumulation on a rainy day, so it was leaking?! This is also impossible, because I saw the sun outside just now, and it is impossible to say that it will rain when it rains.

Struggling inwardly, I finally reluctantly opened my eyes. At this time, I realized that the light in the bathroom had gone out at some point, and the bathroom with the curtains drawn was a little dim. With a snap of my fingers, something like a ghostly fire appeared around me, and it was still easy for me to create some light.

By the light of the fire, I looked around, there were no ghosts, and then I looked up at the direction of the ceiling, which was intact, but the coldness on my back was unusually clear.

"Get out." I scolded coldly, and there was nothing unusual around.

Seeing this, I got up from the bathtub, put on my bathrobe, and planned to walk outside.

When I passed through the half-length mirror, I suddenly turned around, only to see that the person in the mirror had a pale face, abrupt eyes, a bloody mouth slightly open, his head was weakly resting on his body, and his hands full of blood hung down like zombies. The man exuded an eerie aura in the light of the ghostly fire, which made me take a sharp breath.

When it saw that I had spotted it, the corners of its mouth opened slightly, and it showed me a strange smile. With its appearance at this time, the tragic situation is self-evident, and the scary index is 80%.

"What the hell are you?" I asked it calmly. However, the other party just smiled and did not answer my words.

Because my soul also has the ability to attract some ghosts, something similar has happened a few times before. Just when I thought it was just a lost little ghost and was about to ignore it, the ghost in the mirror suddenly stretched out his hands to me.

Blood-stained hands pierced through the mirror and stretched toward me. I took a step back in disgust, as if I had stepped on something furry, and I looked down to see a black head crawling at my feet, and it was its hair that I stepped on. It has a standard smile on its face, but when it appears on a skull, it's a little creepy.

Seeing that the ghost's hand in the mirror was about to reach out to me, I quickly bent down, picked up the head on the ground, and shoved it into the hands, which immediately grabbed the head, and the head shook violently with a standard smile, as if trying to escape the hands.

"You play slowly, remember to go later." I said to them and walked outside. After going out, he glanced back, his hands still dragging his head, standing firmly in place. Whether it's the head or the ghost in the mirror, their eyes are fixed on the direction I left.

When I walked to the living room, it was dark and the curtains were always closed, probably because it was going to rain. I didn't think much of it, and walked towards the kitchen.

It's still a perfect match for beer leftovers, and I ate it in the kitchen. When I noticed the slightly open kitchen door, I was only halfway through the beer in my hand, and I hadn't finished my meal. But by the time I saw what was happening outside the kitchen, I didn't have any appetite anymore.

I saw the bloated body walking stiffly, the uneven skin was like the mermaid soaked in the sewer, and the slightly black skin was like bad meat contaminated with pigment. The word disgusting is clearly written on the whole ghost, which makes people disgusting.

Even though I still wanted to throw up, I held back. Shaking my head helplessly, I walked towards it, and when I passed by it, a phantom shifted, and I had already walked outside the kitchen, I waved my hand and said to it: "Hurry up after eating, don't be discovered by others, he is not as good-tempered as me, maybe he will wipe you out."

I knew that the ghost behind me stopped and turned to look at me, and strangely, it didn't make any movement either.

I sat back on the couch with a calm face, and wanted to ask me why there were so many ghosts in the house, and I could still be so calm. Actually, those ghosts have come to my house several times before, and even if there is an enchantment to stop them, they still can't stop their pace, and I don't know why for this. It's just that every time they come and are discovered by Xuanyuan, they have to be driven away.

So they gradually became smarter, and knew how to sneak into my house while Regulus was away. Every time I find them, I give them some private space, after all, good ghosts need to be respected, and sometimes I will let them eat the food here.

That's why I didn't overdo it when I saw them, because I knew they weren't malicious.

It's just that there are a little too many ghosts today. I thought as I looked at the pale fingers sticking out of the TV stand.

The appearance of so many ghosts together would definitely disturb Mo Xuanyuan, and if he suddenly came over at this time, then they would be miserable. I thought about it, and got up and walked towards Mo Xuanyuan's room, intending to see how he was sleeping at this time.

Quietly passing through the door, Mo Xuanyuan was sleeping quietly on the bed, I have to say, his sleeping posture is very good, he doesn't kick the quilt, he doesn't hold things or anything, he just lies down quietly.

Seeing that he showed no signs of waking up, I breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn away, and my hand habitually twisted the doorknob, and the door opened easily.

At the same time as the door opened, I suddenly slammed back, and looked back at the bed, Mo Xuanyuan was still lying quietly, as if he hadn't heard any sound. Immediately I gasped, it was because he didn't react at any point that it was the most serious thing. (To be continued.) )