The night terror was so frightened that he wanted to push the female ghost away from his arms, but his hands were so tightly wrapped around the female ghost's long hair that he couldn't move.

In his horror, Night Terror felt the maggot writhing in his mouth, so disgusting that he almost tumbled to his stomach.

The female ghost stretched out a rotting hand and plunged viciously into the night terror's chest. The night terror screamed and passed out.

"You're awake!" , Night Terror's ears came a female voice like a bird, gentle and beautiful.

He slowly opened his eyes, and in the dim light, the female ghost was still standing in front of him. Night Terror screamed in fright: "Don't come, don't come!" ”

The 'female ghost' was stunned and said, "Night Terror, what's wrong with you?" Did you have a nightmare? I'm Yingzi! ”

The night terror's eyes gradually became clearer, and the one standing in front of him was indeed the petite and lovely Yingzi.

He was so confused, how could he be lying on the bed in a strange room, and how could Yingzi stand in front of him?

When he just wanted to ask Yingzi, he suddenly remembered something, and he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

The Night Terror realizes that he has just had a nightmare. He had already arrived at Yingzi's old house in the evening, but because he had not exercised for many years, he had walked a long mountain road, and he was extremely tired.

The tension relaxed, and the night terror felt a pain in his chest, and both hands were numb to the call. Only then did he realize that the reason why he dreamed that his hands were entangled in the long hair of the female ghost, and the female ghost's nails were cut into his heart, it turned out that he turned over in his sleep and pressed his hands on his chest.

Yingzi handed over a piece of paper, pursed her lips and smiled secretly. Only then did the night terror notice that his lips were open in his sleep due to the squeezing of his chest by his hands, and he unconsciously drooled a puddle of saliva. No wonder he saw the maggots crawling out of the female ghost's mouth falling into his mouth and wriggling in his nightmare, it turned out to be this factor, and he couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

Yingzi smiled and said: "Night terror, my great god, I'm really sorry, I can't cook food, I can only give you instant noodles." Are you hungry? I'll give it to you. ”

Night Terror rolled over from the bed and got up, took a bowl of instant noodles from Yingzi, and devoured it, he felt that he had never eaten such delicious instant noodles.

The story came to an abrupt end here, and Shi Liya breathed a sigh of relief. Li Bing asked, "Gone?" That's all? ”

Zhao Wan'er's eyes turned white and he said, "This is a long-form serial, how can it be finished in a few days?" Besides, the fact that a god-level author like Night Terror can change every day is a kind of happiness for many loyal readers. ”

Zhang Yuanshan frowned and said, "Night Terror, this kid, has a good brain. Obviously, it was the Wang family's house that he went to with Yingzi and his assistant Li Chuan, but when he wrote it to him, it turned out to be like this. It's just, I'm a little worried. ”

Zhao Wan'er hurriedly asked, "Brother Zhang, what are you worried about?" ”

Zhang Yuanshan sighed and said: "The Wang family's house, although I gave his family a trick of the witch Gu on the broken girder and the paper housekeeper, I always feel that this house is still a little weird. I'm afraid that if there really are some evil things, the night terrors will live in them, but making up such ghost stories will fuel the yin energy. What if something happens? ”

Zhao Wan'er was immediately anxious: "Brother Zhang, do you want to contact them with the Night Terrors?" Remind them! ”

Li Bing thought for a moment and said, "Wan'er, in my opinion, it's useless for us to give a reminder. Didn't you say that? Those online novel gods are very proud, and their inner world is almost completely closed to the outside world. I think that the Night Terror will not listen to what we have to say, on the contrary, he will like the royal house more and more, after all, that house will give him creative inspiration. ”

Shi Liya said: "Li Bing is right, but it's not impossible. Li Bing, don't we have the business card of Li Chuan, the assistant of the night terror? Since he is the assistant of the night terror, he can naturally have a way. You tell Li Chuan about this and let him arrange it. ”

Li Bing thought about it and felt that Shi Liya had a good idea, so he hurriedly took out the business card that Li Chuan handed him from his bag, and dialed it according to the mobile phone number left on it.

When Li Bing explained his intention to Li Chuan on the phone, Li Chuan was extremely surprised, but Li Chuan's tone obviously didn't believe everything Li Bing said.

Li Bing said with some displeasure: "Li Chuan, you are the assistant of the night terror, you have to be responsible for him." Besides, you also live in that house, if something really goes wrong, it won't do you any good? Come on, I know you don't believe me, but you've seen Brother Zhang's methods with your own eyes, so you have no reason not to believe him, let him tell you. ”

Zhang Yuanshan took the mobile phone handed by Li Bing and told Li Chuan his worries seriously, and Li Chuan turned his suspicions into letters.

Zhang Yuanshan took special care of him, trying not to break the ground that he had splashed with chicken blood. The chicken blood is used to ward off evil spirits in the town, which is one of the commonly used exorcism techniques in Taoism, but Zhang Yuanshan didn't expect that the bowl of chicken blood could seep into the ground.

This is what Zhang Yuanshan is really worried about. From common sense, although the Wang family's house is simple, the ground is not poured with cement, and it is still muddy, but after two or three years of trampling, it should be strong and smooth, how can it be possible to suck a large bowl of chicken blood dry at once?

It's just that Zhang Yuanshan is not the kind of Taoist priest who really cultivates, and he hasn't even mastered the profound Taoist skills like the legendary ancestor master, so he can't see the weirdness in it.

In order to comfort Wang Lao Liu and Aunt Liu, Zhang Yuanshan did not express the doubts in his heart. Who would have thought that the man who wrote the novel by a woman and two men would be interested in a house full of evil spirits, and Leng would rent it at a high price.

In this way, Zhang Yuanshan can't say anything, what he is worried about is that if he says it, in case the woman and the two men no longer rent a house, Wang Lao Liu and the sixth aunt will definitely hate themselves.

Li Chuan listened to Zhang Yuanshan's warning, and told Zhang Yuanshan in surprise that the night terror had destroyed the bloody land, but he didn't find anything abnormal.

Zhang Yuanshan was shocked, he was really afraid of anything, he never thought that the night terror would ghostly break the evil land.

When Zhang Yuanshan asked what was going on in surprise, Li Chuan whispered on his mobile phone: "Daochang Zhang, it's late at night now, and it's the time for Mr. Night Terror to create." We're going to disturb him if we talk like this, so don't I have my QQ number on my business card? You add me, let's talk on QQ. ”

Before the words fell, Zhang Yuanshan heard the blind sound of 'beep, beep, beep' hanging up from the mobile phone, so he had to give up and helplessly handed the mobile phone back to Li Bing.

From the hands-free answering function that Zhang Yuanshan was on, Li Bing already knew what Li Chuan meant. He smiled and said to Zhao Wan'er: "Wan'er, use your QQ to add Li Chuan!" ”

Zhao Wan'er said strangely: "Li Bing, why do you want me to add his QQ number?" ”

Li Bing said slyly: "According to experience, men generally like to accept beautiful women to add QQ numbers, not to mention, when the four of us often play cards, only you can be free in front of the computer!" Don't forget, you're still one of the Night Terror readers, so this glorious mission is yours! ”