The footsteps were not loud and slow, as if someone had hesitated for a long time to muster up the courage to take a step forward, in short, it was a kind of sneaky footsteps. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ji Bahuang had already gone into the bedroom to fall asleep at this point, and it was impossible for Murong Yu to come out and wander around when he was tired for a day.

Zhou Mushu's eyes were full of foam, he couldn't open his eyes at all, the bamboo bathhouse was actually a circle, there was no top, there was only a dimly lit small kerosene lamp in it, he staggered his face twice, to touch the dry towel hanging on the bamboo shelf, in this case, if his eyes can't see, that's the real horror.

The footsteps continued, stopping every three seconds, but Zhou Mushu couldn't touch the towel hanging on the shelf, but he touched a cluster of wet thread-like objects, and he was stunned.

He'd got it too, but it wasn't that long.

Hair, hands full of wet hair, but different from hair, like a spider web that has been knotted for many years has been splashed with water, and there is a strange sticky feeling on the hand.

Female? Zhou Mushu jumped away with a spirit, ignoring the water on his face, and opened his eyes.

After a slight tingling sensation, there was a clear feeling in front of him, in fact, after these days of reading books and constantly harassing Ji Bahuang, he had learned how to calm down, plus Ji Bahuang said that there was a water dragon living in his stomach, and the water dragon regarded him as a host, and would not let him have an accident easily, and Zhou Mushu's courage had also gained a lot of weight.

Of course, just don't let him see anything disgusting, he won't be afraid of ghosts.

There was no hair in the bathhouse, but there were no towels, and even the clean clothes that I had brought in to hang were nowhere to be found.

"Murong Yu!" Zhou Mushu shouted in the direction of the room, with a faint anger.

These days, his pranks are not once or twice, like stabbing a hornet's nest when running, deliberately scribbling when reading a book, Zhou Mushu has become accustomed to shooting him when something happens, "Murong Yu!" ”

No one answered, he tapped on the door of the bathhouse and shouted, "Murong Yu!" ”

Zhou Mushu was desperate, he was about to turn around and find out if there was any banana leaf that could block it a little and mix back into the room, but when he turned his head, the kerosene lamp "snorted" and went out.

At the same time, a foul smell swept across his face, Zhou Mushu took a few steps back at once, and pasted his bare back against the wall of the bamboo shed, and a chill instantly rose down his spine to his brain, and the stench was not naturally emitted, but it was obvious that someone was blowing on his face in the dark.

Zhou Mushu's heart was horizontal, and his heart said Anyway, the black light blind volcano is full of big men and there is nothing to be ashamed of, and he grabbed the "creaking" door of the bamboo shed with his backhand.

As soon as he tore open a crack, the door slammed shut as if it had been induced, and at the same time, a powerful force wrapped around his neck, "snapped" and pushed him straight into the corner.

Hair! He reacted instantly, the thing that was still dripping around his neck was the hair he had just touched!

He pulled it with both hands, but the strength still didn't let go, the feeling of suffocation began to surge, Zhou Mushu could clearly feel that his face was gradually heating up and flushing, and his eyes couldn't stop rolling, he was going to die here?

Zhou Mushu couldn't believe it, didn't he say that the water dragon would save him? It's not all fucking credible!

In addition to the feeling of suffocation, an indescribable nameless anger suddenly rose in his heart, and his hands suddenly touched something slippery, the small wooden tub in the bath just now!

Zhou Mushu didn't know where the strength came from, so he threw the wooden basin towards the opposite side at once, and at the same time, a loud "clang" sounded, and when people were driven to a desperate situation in anger, their strength would always become like a monster.

There was a terrible sound, as if something had been broken, and the barrel shattered into slag and fell to the ground crackling, and his neck suddenly loosened.

Zhou Mushu coughed a few times, and his anger was even worse, and he actually broke off a bamboo branch of the bathhouse with his bare hands, and cursed fiercely, "Although his mother's son is not a yellow flower girl, there is no reason for people to peek and not fight back!" ”

In the darkness, he couldn't see where the thing was, but he could step on the hair that was still swimming on the ground, and without thinking about it, he smashed it in the direction of the hair.

When the bamboo was built, in order to be able to insert it into the ground steadily, the front was sharpened so that it could be skewered, and it was pulled out by brute force, and there was a bit of fishy wet mud on it.

Zhou Mushu's first blow was very merciful, but he smashed it over, and encountered something soft and hard, listening to the sound, it was a person's back, and the person was hit by this blow, but he didn't scream.

So the second time, Zhou Mushu was no longer merciful, because he didn't kill others, and sooner or later he would be killed by others!

"If I don't give you some color, look at how easy it is to be a grandfather!" Zhou Mushu said angrily, and at the same time, the tip of the bamboo quickly stabbed in the direction of the hair struggle, and the wet hair under his feet shrank suddenly...... Still didn't hear the expected screams.

At this time, the door of the bathhouse was knocked open, and Murong Yu rushed in with a kerosene lamp, but was stunned by the situation in front of him.

In fact, no matter who it is, it will be dumbfounded, the whole bathhouse has been stirred up, the wooden bathtub is broken on the ground, Zhou Mushu is naked, although he has rolled on the ground, his body is irregularly covered with mud, holding a bamboo stick with a sharp head in his hand, and on the ground is a set of gray clothes in the shape of a human, and in front of the shirt is a roll of wet black long hair.

The picture was quite shocking, Murong Yu glared at him for three seconds, and finally said in a daze, "Senior brother, are you bathing in mud here or practicing martial arts shirtless?" ”

The bamboo stick in Zhou Mushu's hand "snapped" and fell to the ground.

I don't know how long it took, the two sat at the round table in the bedroom, Zhou Mushu simply said the matter, they had been facing each other wordlessly for a long time, and the table was paralyzed with the gray clothes and long sticky hair that Zhou Mushu had brought to change.

The doors and windows were inserted by Murong Yu with latches, and a few newly painted yellow talismans were also clothed, it was not that they did this extra thing, in the first second of the incident, they ran to knock on the door of the main room, but Ji Bahuang estimated that he was asleep, just like in Liujiaxiang, and his fingers were about to break and no one came out.

The bleak moonlight, the dark bamboo forest, and the cloudy wind gusted, they didn't dare to stay long, and retracted into their bedroom with their arms crossed.

"You said that thing wrapped its hair around you?" Murong Yu looked at the wet hair in disbelief, "Didn't I say that this ghost girl is a water ghost, right?" ”

"How do you know it's a." Zhou Mushu shrunk his neck, "That strength is estimated to be able to strangle a cow." ”

"It's not that I said, it's the strength of ordinary girls." Murong Yu sighed, twisting the corner of the disgusting hair with both hands, "The ghost girls who peek at men taking a bath are a little unrestrained, but you are not a yellow flower girl, what's wrong with showing others?" You look at the nervousness of the person, this hair, torn alive. ”

"you." Zhou Mushu scolded.

His clothes were still spread on the table, and it was obvious that there was a big hole in the back, and the hole was stained with a little bit of mud, which was a sign of being pierced by the bamboo, which showed that he had indeed been stabbed, and his strength was not small, but there was no trace of blood left, which was enough to show that the thing was not a person at least.

Ji Bahuang said that in the bamboo forest house, those monsters would never dare to drill up, and in the same way, ghosts could not get close.

Suffice it to say that the thing is not a ghost, not a ghost and not a human, so what is it? Besides, whether it is a human or a ghost, everything always has a purpose, wear his clothes, kill him, what does that thing want to do?

I don't really want to see a big guy take a shower.

Zhou Mushu suddenly shuddered, and hurriedly took out the silver net jade under the pillow, and held it tightly, and his heart settled down slightly.

"But......" Murong Yu lifted those clothes, "she stole your clothes to wear, she won't be sick like this, right?" And also...... Why is she blowing on you? ”