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Guoming rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked up, yes! It's not that he's dazzled, that'...... The chair really moved! But he remembered that he did knock it over, and no one came.

Don't......

He turned his gaze from his chair to the mirror, and a terrible image that he would never forget came into view, and the blood around him suddenly coagulated!

In the mirror, he vaguely saw a little boy sitting in that chair, wearing old clothes from the twenties and thirties of the last century, and holding a book in his hand.

I can't see his face, I just feel that his hair is very long, and even the front of his face is hair!

Guoming's breathing stopped, and his limbs were sore.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, but saw the little boy slowly raise his head, and the faceless face spit out a sentence clearly and resentfully: "Brother, don't disturb me reading, it's troublesome to move the chair around." ”

"Ahh A terrible scream pierced the night sky.

He rushed out of the toilet and ran to the dormitory like he was dead.

Finally, when he came to the corner of the stairs, suddenly a child's cry sounded in his ears, and the sound was like he had been beaten, and he cried heartbreakingly.

At first he thought it was

The cries grew more and more clearly, mixed with the moans and screams of many women.

At first, he thought that someone's child was making trouble in the middle of the night, but then he thought about it, no! This is a student dormitory, where are the children!

Did you really run into that kind of thing?

His heart twitched, and then he was frightened unconscious.

When he woke up, it was already three poles of the sun, looking at Xie Xuanang's three concerned faces, he said with palpitations about the terrible experience that happened last night.

After listening, Xie Xuanang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I told you not to run around at night, you just don't listen!" How's that, it's going to be evil. If it weren't for the ghost scream from you, the three of them hurried to the toilet on the third floor, and they didn't know what would have happened! In fact, since the entire dormitory building was built, many people have seen the situation you mentioned in the middle of the night, as well as the little boy in the toilet, who is said to have been killed by Japanese devils who broke into the school on the eve of the Nanjing Massacre. ”

Guoming was stunned for a moment, and a cold air rushed up his back.

He didn't know if the legend about the little boy's origin was true, and he didn't want to delve into it. Anyway, he never dared to go to the toilet alone in the middle of the night, and if he wanted to go, he would go with two or three people.

Thankfully, he never met the poor boy again.

Could it be that he is gone? Or did I go to another school toilet......

After listening to this story, Xinya was still scared as always. However, I specially chose a less scary story to tell this time, so as not to scare her out of the sick.

Zhang Xiaofan and Zhang Zhongjian sat there in a daze, and then looked up at me, with a look of understanding in their eyes, as if they remembered something, and asked, "Xiaozheng, is this a real person and a real thing?" Why does it suddenly sound like I've experienced it? ”

This is the real purpose of telling this story, and I was about to bring out my heart, but I heard Boss Xu cough lightly and smile: "There are so many ghosts in the world, and it is understandable that there are one or two similar situations." If you dig deeper, wouldn't it be a little less of the original taste? As he spoke, he looked at me meaningfully.

Looking at this look, I bet he must have been pretending to have amnesia this morning, and what happened last night did happen, but except for me and Boss Xu in front of me, the other three forgot for some reason.

"What do you think, young man?" Boss Xu patted me on the shoulder, and I took the opportunity to inject a stream of yang qi into his body to probe, but I didn't find anything abnormal.

"Oh, nothing, wondering what story they're going to tell next?" I said perfunctorily.

There was nothing particularly scary or new about the next few ghost stories, and after the meeting, I couldn't sleep when I returned to my room, lying on the bed tossing and turning pancakes.

Tonight is the second night I came to the ancient village, and I thought that the intrigue that had temporarily left the Heavenly Master's Mansion could be relaxed, but I didn't expect the quality to be so uncalm.

After getting out of bed, I turned on the flashlight and came to Zhang Xiaofan's room, wanting to talk to him about my thoughts, but I didn't expect to hear a strong snoring sound as soon as I walked to the door.

With a wry smile in my heart, I turned and left.

It's inconvenient to find Xinya so late, as for Zhang Zhongjian, I don't know him that well, so it's impossible to harass him.

After thinking about it, I had to go back to my room.

When passing by Xiaomeng's room, her voice suddenly came from inside the closed door: "Child, you are here!" Mom is here. Are you cold there? It's mom who's sorry for you, shouldn't have let you go there alone. Mommy I'm sorry for you...... Woowoo...... But I ...... again."

What's going on?

Is Xiaomeng talking in his dreams?

Moreover, she is so young that she has already become a mother? But I never saw her child in the inn, and I listened to her, could it be that the child was ......

Perhaps, everyone has their own sad things that they don't want others to know!

Suddenly, I felt a wave of pity for her.

However, at this moment, a child's voice sounded: "Mom, I'm so cold...... It's cold...... Mom, why don't you come and stay with me...... I'm so cold......"

The voice was full of childishness, but it also carried a bit of resentment, echoing in this cold corridor, which made me instantly numb, and a cold air rushed from the soles of my feet and instantly rushed to the top of my head.

Thinking of all the strange things that happened last night, I judged that Xiaomeng was most likely an evil spirit, and hurriedly knocked on the door and said, "Xiaomeng, is it Xiaomeng?" I'm Li Zheng, are you there? Can I open the door? ”

Xiaomeng's crying and the inexplicable child's voice suddenly stopped.

Deathly silence returned to the hallway.

I knocked on the door a few more times, and at the same time extended my thoughts into the room, but I still didn't find anything unusual.

Xiaomeng didn't open the door after all, as if nothing had happened inside the door.

I had to go back to my room.

After breakfast the next day, everyone said that they hadn't seen Xiaomeng.

I avoided Boss Xu's gaze and whispered this matter to Zhang Xiaofan.

He was a smart man, he didn't say much, he made an excuse to go to the second floor with me, and when he saw that Xiaomeng's door was not locked, he didn't care about being polite and pushed the door in.

Suddenly, a special aroma mixed with a trace of yin qi poured into the tip of the nose, making people feel an indescribable taste in the bottom of their hearts.

Xiaomeng was not in the room, so we decided to look around to see if there were any traces of the child's stay. (To be continued.) )