"Dad, this seems to be true."

"Of course, can Dad be wrong? Let's go down and eat. ”

My dad pushed me downstairs with me. It's just that I really think this dresser is a bit evil.

Besides, isn't the mirror on it broken? It's unlucky to conceive a mirror.

At the dinner table, it still revolves around the younger brother. I also know that I'm in my twenties, and I shouldn't worry about other people's little brothers, but I will also be sad. After a few bites, I excused myself from having an appetite and went upstairs.

As I passed the second floor, I faintly heard a voice coming from the small warehouse. "Ahh Don't want it...... Don't touch me... No...... Ah......h

It was a voice, as if it were ...... The sound of something. The sound was so small that I thought it was an auditory hallucination, and I shook my head, but the sound was still there. Who can be in the warehouse? Even if there was anyone, the voice shouldn't be like this. It feels like it's a strong x, and it shouldn't be so loud.

I thought of the dresser. It won't be that unlucky, let my dad pick up something that will be haunted. I ran upstairs almost three or two steps. I didn't dare open the door to see.

When I got back to the room, I immediately called Qu Tian, and now I just want him to come over and have a look, as if at this time, he will be more at ease by his side.

But his phone was still turned off. Is he really doing big things with the gold and zero? So what should I do? That sound won't affect the family.

I was holding my phone, I was so anxious that I was about to cry, and I called again and again, and it was a sound of turning off the phone. I was in a hurry in my room, and my phone was out of battery when I dialed it. Listening to the voice next door, the aunt accompanied the child to sleep, and the little boy made a fuss and quieted down. It is estimated that she fell asleep, so the aunt went downstairs.

My phone is dead. There are no computers here, so I use the little clock on my desk to read the time. It's already past eleven o'clock, and it's time to enter the sub-hour.

The time is the time when yin and yang are exchanged, and the yin and yang at this time are a little chaotic, and there are some ghosts who take advantage of this time to make trouble.

At eleven o'clock, the alleys of such an old town have quieted down. I lay in bed, and I didn't fall asleep because I was thinking about what was going on downstairs.

I was startled in bed, and the voice came again. And it's far louder and clearer than the one I heard just after dinner today.

It's still the same voice, it's still those few words, and it's repeating it over and over again.

I held the phone that was no longer powered, and whispered, "Cen Zuhang, you bastard!" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt the feeling of someone next to the bed doing it, and as soon as I raised my eyes, I saw a hazy figure, and I was about to exhale in a low voice, when the familiar cool feeling approached me, and at the same time pressed me to the bed. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Go to sleep first, no matter what sounds are heard below, don't open the door, don't get out of bed." I fell asleep in bed, and if I was still scared, I covered myself with a quilt. Leave a small slit to breathe. No matter what the situation is outside the quilt, just don't come out. ”

My eyes gradually adjusted to see the person covering my mouth, ghost? It turned out to be Cen Zuhang! Didn't he turn off his phone? Didn't you get my call? How did he get here?

He let go of me, opened the door and walked out of the room. I gasped for breath, wondering if it would be dangerous for him to go downstairs like this.

My mind is even more confused. But all we can do now is wait. After a while I couldn't hear the sound downstairs. By the loud sound of the door opening.

Then there was my dad's scolding voice, and I didn't expect that this incident would actually let my dad out of the room, so would he be in danger?

While I was thinking about this, the temperature in my house suddenly dropped. Is it coming? Did the female ghost still appear? I quickly covered myself with the quilt. Even the toes are covered. Nervous heart, not even a crevice.

In such a situation, I don't feel the outside and then the change, I don't know if it's coming, and I don't know if it's gone. Also, I didn't dare to open any of the cracks in the quilt, and in my mind, I don't know why, but I just made up a plot in my brain where I opened a gap and saw the red eyes of the female ghost.

I don't know how long this lasted, but knowing that the oxygen in the quilt was scarce, I started to have trouble breathing, and then I heard a familiar voice outside, saying, "Okay, stick your head out, don't get stuffy inside." ”

It's Cen Zuhang's voice! I carefully lifted a corner and saw him sitting at my desk, lighting the lamp on the table.

The soft light shone on his face, and there was a tired look on his face. And he was rubbing his eyebrows and said, "Sleep, stop it for the time being." It was a female ghost who had already been touched by human life. It was in the Republic of China, in front of that dresser, he was raped to death. Before she died, she hit the mirror above with her forehead. The soul was sealed in the dresser. It is not so easy to solve the problem of human life. Tomorrow, let your dad bury this dresser and take a look at it. No, no more. ”

His eyes were closed when he said these words. Even if he's a ghost, he'll be tired.

I whispered, "Thank you." You've been busy today. When you're tired, you ......, "Go back to sleep first?" Get back? Get out of here? I don't want to say it, if he really just leaves, the thing downstairs will make a fuss again, maybe it will be even more fierce.

Cen Zuhang glanced back at me, and probably understood what I meant. Then he said: "Then get up and open the door for Qu Tian." Qu Tian is still in the car. If your aunt finds out my secret tomorrow, then it is estimated that your father will not be able to get married. ”

At night, in a newly haunted house, let me go downstairs and open the door for him. This one......

"Let's go." Cen Zuhang shouted again. I didn't want to move anymore, so I quickly got up and followed him downstairs. When I passed by the second floor, I was nervous thinking that there was a Piao in the small warehouse. grabbed Cen Zuhang's arm for a while and pulled him downstairs.

He was stunned for a moment and ran downstairs following in my footsteps. Open the door. It wasn't until I got out of the house that I stopped, gasping for breath.

Cen Zuhang's laughter came from beside him. Low, but really smiling.

I turned around and glared at her, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"I'm also a ghost, so you're not afraid of me?"

"Uh, don't ask such stupid questions. Where's the car, or let's go back to live, I don't want to be here anymore. Oh no, my dad is still here. I'm going to stay with him. Cen Zuhang, thank you. ”

Still smiling, he reached out and touched my head. But just like that, he withdrew his hand and smiled bitterly: "I'll not touch you now." Spend more time in the sun during the day. “

With that, he sighed and walked to his car on the side of the road. After a while, Qu Tian walked down. Take me by the hand and walk me home.

I asked, "...... dresser?"

"It's not good to have this kind of other people's furniture in the house. Even if it's not like this, there are spirits attached to it. It turns out that the owner's breath magnetic field will still exist. It's only an antique shop that puts this kind of thing. Tell your dad not to think about selling it to hurt people. It's too much, right?"

"Who called my house an antique shop? What if it's a rented second-hand house? ”

"The air conditioning definitely doesn't work. It was like that night. Other furniture or something, if you can, you don't want it, otherwise it will be affected by the aura left by the previous owner. If you rent a house and you really can't lose it, then you also have to move the place of the furniture to destroy the original magnetic field and reduce the impact of the residual aura of the original owner. It's like when I became Qu Tian and lived in Qu Tian's room, I moved all his things again. The only thing that can't be moved is the air conditioner, and you just turned it on that night."

I pouted. The force in my hand suddenly tightened, and when I entered the house and locked the door, Qu Tian suddenly pulled me and ran upstairs.

"Ahh It's strange if it's not called.