This kind of interrogation lasted for a long time, and the plot almost handed over all of our foundation to the ghost king Yan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Good! That's good! After the conversation, the ghost king Yan said strangely.

"What's good?!" The planner asked reverently, just a conversation for a while, and the planner seemed to have become a devout disciple of the ghost king Yan, and the ghost king Yan was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became cold again.

"I mean, of course I'm going to save you, I'm going to save you."

After the ghost king Yan said this, he got up, took back the big ghost on the table one by one, and walked into the inner room of the attic, followed by the sound that he heard at the door just now, the kind of metal kept repeating, and it was not a loud but easy tinnitus.

Half an hour later, when the ghost king Yan came out again, he took out four black books in his hands, which seemed to have been soaked in some red and blackened liquid, and even the folding pages inside were black, and there were some unclear words on them.

"As long as you take this, you can go back safely and return to your own place" Ghost King Yan handed the book to the planner, and the planner continued with his hands like a baby.

"Wait, I almost forgot about you, you need a copy too,,,,," The ghost king glanced at me who was speechless, and took out one of the four books and handed it to me, the book still had a fishy musty smell, which discouraged me, and I instinctively took two steps back.....

Such a strange person's stuff must not be wanted! Thinking like this, the ghost king Yan smiled and handed the black book to the planner.

"You're going to take it," he said.

I got the black book of the plan like a treasure, put them in my chest and hugged them, and then began to walk out the door, of course I hurriedly followed, I didn't expect to leave from the ghost king Yan so easily, but what I didn't expect was that the ghost king Yan was the one who made a deal with the devil, and you would never have thought of what he would do?

The planner took the notes back and handed them to the flowers and cameramen, and told them that this was what he asked for to save his life, and there was originally one of mine, but I didn't want to live or die, there was no special reason, it was instinctive resistance.

The next day, however, the nightmare happened.

At night, I woke up in a deep sleep, the empty room, the lonely ceiling, I didn't want to look at anything, sometimes a person in the middle of the night will always feel particularly lonely, the nerves are also fragile, the white sheet is dyed black by the night, just when I am ready to fall asleep again, the left hand side of the sheet is tightened, habitually I reach out to pull the quilt, I grope on the glorious sheet, the folds on it are gently smoothed by me, suddenly my hand encountered an obstacle, what is it?! I groped my hand along the outline of the obstacle......

When I pinched something hard, I suddenly felt a chill down my back, and instantly I felt nine points of energy, cold and cold, soft, with five bumps, and something hard like a carapace, and I touched it - a cold foot......

This is a single room, there will be no second person, my stiff neck slowly turned to the direction of the hand, and sure enough, a pair of cold feet stood next to my bed, it was a person, looking at me condescendingly, no, I just felt like he was looking at me, because her long hair was already covering her eyes..... She is motionless, her body swaying from side to side from side to side....

"Ahh......h What disappears in front of me when the lights come on, but it doesn't!

She hasn't moved, what?! The woman in white was still standing only by my bedside, which reminded me of a terrible dream I had before, when I dreamed of a dark figure stepping on my chest, leaving me breathless as if I had fallen into an abyss......

At this moment, I am a little glad that she didn't step on me.....

Seeing that she didn't move, I slowly approached her, her thick hair was in front of her, it should be caused by lowering her head, I wanted to see what she looked like, I dared to climb into bed, one hand trembling to her hair, ready to pull it away......

God forbid, God forbid, don't be a coconut, I think, being a ghost can also love beauty, so I hope you look good, don't be so scary, I said to myself, brushing her hair.

Behind the thick hair, there is a familiar man...... Flower.

How could she be in my room, is it sleepwalking, just thinking so, Hua slowly opened her eyes, but this eye looked at me, no, it should be said that there was no appearance of me in her pupils.

She smiled at me, cold, straight and straight, like ..... It's as weird as the smile of the ghost king Yan.....

"Flowers! What happened to you!! I shook her shoulders with both hands in a panic, and suddenly something terrible happened, I actually tore her arms off alive, and in an instant blood fell all over the white sheets, splashing my face, I looked at the arms in my hands in horror and threw them away....

What did I do?! I held my head in remorse, how could I tear my arm off with such a small amount of strength?!

"Ahh

"It's you! It was you who killed me!! ”

"I didn't! I didn't! I was overwhelmed, "I'm sorry!!" I'm sorry!! ”

"You killed me =! Ahh......h

The flowers are dead..... The next day, I watched the scene covered in cold sweat, her arms were torn off and she fell on the bed, the blood stained the whole white bed red, and the whole person was wearing white pajamas, and her face was dying with endless sorrow.

That's not ...... Is it just a dream? That terrible dream came true, and the most important thing was that I was in a room away, and my face was stained with the blood of flowers..... What's going on?? Who's going to tell me!!

When the Thai police came, they didn't find any clues, no clues, no clues after I washed the blood off my face, I sat alone in the room looking at my hands in agony.

Dream..... Reality.... How do I.... How could I possibly kill someone?

But the reality is that Hana is really dead, exactly like the scene in my dream, and even the look she looks like when she died is exactly the same as when she pounced on me..... (To be continued.) )