Chapter 10 Night Dwelling
The night always came and went quietly, and there was still some light of the setting sun scattered over the earth, but when I looked up again, I found that the darkness had shown its fangs.
After eating, they buried themselves in the sofa and watched TV with their parents, there were a lot of sensational scenes, and they were easily instigated when they were emotional, so the paper at home was always used quickly.
I hate sensationalism.
"Mom, Dad, I'm not staying at home tonight." I struggled to get rid of the claws of the couch, but it was clasped in my arms, they just liked such a soft and rimless sofa, even though it was repeatedly told that it was not good for the body.
"Where are you going? Didn't the swallows go home for the New Year? You contacted her and came again? Go, go, don't come back. Mother stared intently at the TV. Swallow was one of my former classmates and came to work in my hometown after graduation. That is, the girl who was mentioned once before and waited for several years.
Mother could have thought that after I contacted Yanzi, she ran back, your son's face is so big.
"Not to her." I never knew my mother would be so open-minded, and I was so surprised that I couldn't get the words I could have thought of at once.
"If you don't go to her, where are you going? I warn you, your dad and I will recognize this daughter-in-law, you dare to go out and and see if I don't break your legs! "My mother obviously has a tendency to be angry, and the strong condemnation is pouring in, which makes me a little overwhelmed." Tell me about you, it's only the second day you've come back, you came back yesterday, and you don't know where to fool around today, why is it the same as when you were a child, you just don't want to stay at home honestly! Look at other people's children on TV, how filial they are, how much care for their families, you can have half of your family! ”
"No, I'm going to Dagang's house" I shrunk my neck, I didn't dare to say it, it was true that I had only been back for two days, and I caused trouble.
"Oh, that's right, then you go." My father understood what I meant, and waved his hand to interrupt my mother, who wanted to continue counting me.
"But tonight, whatever you hear, don't open the door. I have my own key and can open the door. After a while, you can go to bed, and when you have your things ready tonight, go to the bedroom or go to the bathroom, and don't go anywhere else. "I've sprinkled cinnabar all over the corners of these two places, and it's not realistic to sprinkle them all over the family, so that their safety is assured.
"Okay, he's going to get down to business, don't distract him by nagging." Daddy interrupts Mom. Their relationship is like this, the father makes decisions on serious matters, and the mother can do whatever it takes.
"I'll tell him to be careful!" My mother was very unhappy that my father had swept her face in front of me.
"Your son can haunt the imp? You forgot how you raised him, he's tougher than a ghost. The father gave the mother a blank look, washed his face and brushed his teeth.
I packed some things and came to Dagang's house, and I didn't bother to turn on the lights and walk around his house twice. It was true that there were some problems, especially in his mother's room. According to the situation I checked, Da Gang should be less affected than his mother, but the fact is that the two are basically the same.
Unable to think of why, he simply lay on his mother's bed and waited for the opportunity. This kind of thing is very boring, you can't do anything, you can't have an open fire, you can't read a book or something, and you can't fall asleep, in case you sleep until dawn, wouldn't it be a delay. I can only wait for the rabbit, and silently think in my heart, come quickly, dear.
The curtain in the dark is a very scary thing for the faint of heart, it will always swing wildly for no reason, twisting its body and constantly seducing people's attention. If the wind is stronger, it will be even more arrogant, wanting to choose people to eat.
At this time, I stared at the snow-white curtains, only it was the most conspicuous in the dark environment, and it swayed gently, as if someone was hiding behind it. A few pots of flowers on the windowsill shone on the curtains through the night shadow, and it seemed that a few heads were lying on their stomachs on the windows, quietly waiting for me to slack off and strike me a fatal blow.
I rested my head on my hands, and I didn't take off my shoes, hanging from the edge of the bed. Let the body be swallowed by the soft mattress with a large mouth of blood, and there is no sense of struggle. Gradually entering a half-asleep state, the thoughts in his mind seem to be disturbed by some unseen ghost claw, unable to figure out the clue, unable to grasp the point. My eyes seemed to be still open, and the curtain fell and covered me.
Including the head, it covers the whole body like a dead man.
Shake it, and there is a faint glow shining in from outside, and the swaying old-fashioned clock ticks and ticks, like a countdown. It's midnight.
With his eyes fixed on the pendulum, he gradually fell asleep.
Some voices sounded from behind, and they also brought a cool breeze, blowing a cool blow on the skin, as if the clothes were leaking everywhere. The voice was small at first, but gradually became louder, the cry of a woman. It seems to be far away, and it seems to be in the ear, whimpering non-stop, and it seems to be intermittent.
When I opened my eyes, I was still lying on the bed, and the sound behind me was not stopped. Still crying sadly, it seems that there is a lot of grievance, the cool breeze caresses the whole body, and the clothes do not play a role.
Sit up, turn around, and I'm not lying on top of a woman. When I opened my eyes, the room was cloudy, mixed with resentment, but nothing else was found.
Sit back and see what happens, or take the initiative? I sat on the bed and pondered. The wind was blowing, the wind was roaring outside, the windows were swaying, the curtains were raised high, and the bottom was covering my head.
Through the curtains, two white hands suddenly reached out and grabbed my feet hanging from the edge of the bed, and a head slowly emerged from between them.
The curtain finally fell, and I could see the thing clearly, the stitches on my head seemed to tell me that they were sewn together later, my lips were bright red as if they had just been sucked in blood and had not been wiped clean, and my fingers were too slender and embedded deep into my skin.
She hugged my feet, only one head was exposed by the bed, and her mouth was either screaming and screaming.
Grab my feet and you'll be fine? Breaking free of her hands, she just howled in her own world, ignoring my movements.
Of course, normal people can't let ghosts seize any place like this, not to mention any danger, even if they survive it, it will leave a deep mark afterwards.
Pushing open the bed, I finally saw that the female ghost only exposed the upper half of her body, but the lower half of her body was stuck in the floor, and there was another gust of wind, and the curtain floated over the female ghost and slowly fell. She was struggling, trapped and dying here.
I'll get up the trail and run out of the gate, and it's okay from here, so I'm going to look downstairs.
The sound of a banging on the door woke up the voice-activated lights in the hallway, and a faint light signaled their displeasure. From the cat's eye, it was pitch black inside, I forgot the time, and the average person must have fallen asleep at this time.
Fortunately, the door slowly opened, and a man with a perfectly outlined skeletal frame appeared, his cloudy and dull eyes listless.
"Hello, I'm upstairs" Before he could finish speaking, he was about to close the door.
I kicked him in, got into the room, and closed the door. He was a dead man, and the moment he opened the door, a rancid stench that only a dead person could have, and the pupils that had completely dilapsed, and more importantly, the breath of the whole room.