It stands to reason that there should be no haunting in this kind of temple place, and there is no problem with the layout of the house, but this ghost appeared so suddenly.

He couldn't help but inspect the villa again, and saw a blurry pool of water stains on the floor at the door, and then saw that on the bluestone slab not far away, the same marks appeared every other distance, and these traces reached the small river dozens of meters away.

A guess arose in Guan Peng's mind, something entered the villa from the water.

"Water ghosts? Interesting. Guan Peng lit a cigarette, took a chic puff, and walked unhurriedly to the river, with a smile on his face.

No matter which river is, every year even if the precautions are strict, there will be cases of falling into the water and dying, because the water belongs to yin, and the ghosts are also yin, and the same sex repels each other, so the water ghosts can't stay in the water for too long, generally between one and three years. During this period, they will try their best to find a substitute for the dead, and of course, there are also those who occupy a piece of water and become the ghost king, but that requires a special constitution and chance.

Depending on the situation, this time I met the big one again. Because at the moment of smoking, he felt the bad luck in the water, obviously, the soul in the water is not a new ghost, and the person who was killed last night is ruled out, and it is difficult for two ghosts to appear in a body of water at the same time, because they also have a territory, which shows that the water ghost who committed the murder last night did not leave after finding the substitute ghost.

Guan Peng pretended to be casual and threw the cigarette butt, and with a flick of his fingers, the tail of the cigarette turned into an arc and quickly penetrated the water surface and hit a aquatic weed.

Yes! A scream rang out, and a woman's head flashed in the water, burrowing into the water with a face full of resentment.

Guan Peng put his hands into his pockets, shrugged his shoulders, looked embarrassed, and returned leisurely, since it is much easier to know who the opponent is, but now is not the time to catch ghosts.

Suddenly, he had a feeling of being stared at, and his head quickly turned in that direction, only to see that in a villa halfway up the mountain, a window was closed.

Is it a coincidence? Maybe it's the curious children, Guan Peng can't feel the malice in that gaze, but he always feels a little unfriendly, because he is an outsider?

In that villa, a chubby woman sat by the window and said to herself against the smooth wall, "Didn't you say you were very good?" Why did that little policeman seem to hurt you just now? ”

"I was just negligent for a while, I didn't expect that guy to have spiritual power, but he is so handsome, more eye-catching than a star." There was a strange shadow on the wall, and the voice was very loud.

"Don't be whiny, your mission has only been completed one, and tonight, I will die again." The chubby woman said coldly.

"It is said that we are ghosts and vicious, but in fact, we are also a kind of human beings, so how can we surpass human beings, and admire your ...... for yourself"

"Enough! I want to be quiet for a while and stop rambling. The chubby woman interrupted the shadow impatiently, closing her eyes and not knowing what she was thinking.

The shadow sighed, twisting her waist and disappearing into the corner.

There is a township at the foot of the hill of 'Xiaodongding', and at this time, the surviving people are temporarily detained in the town's 'police station', where there are no conditions for criminals, so several sports students live in single dormitories like the police in the 'police station'. This kind of small dormitory can only accommodate two people, and after each group of two is separated, Geing finds that he actually got a single room, but after experiencing yesterday's horrific incident, he doesn't think it's lucky, and he is a little worried in his heart, after all, that kind of death is too terrifying, and half of Mu Yuxi's face is torn off. Now when I close my eyes, I seem to be able to see the cheeks that are only crimson and bloody, and the white teeth that are faintly leaking outside.

He shuddered, and tried to turn off the light next to his pillow several times, but finally gave up.

But he couldn't sleep under such a bright lamp, but fortunately there was a small lamp in the room for lighting, which was the kind of lamp about one or two watts placed in the child's bedroom. Turn it on and turn off that headlight at the same time, so you don't have to worry about being disturbed from your sleep or being completely plunged into darkness.

After doing this, he shook off the quilt, rested his head on his hands, and looked at the top of his head.

After counting a thousand sheep in a daze, he began to fall asleep, and turned around to look at the tiles on the wall in front of him.

Suddenly, a chill spread from his face to the soles of his feet under the covers. The moment he saw the tiles, he found that something was wrong, he was pillowing his arms just now, and after turning around, he still maintained that posture, and his reflection in the tiles was actually stretching his arms and grabbing the railing at the head of the bed!

He shuddered slightly, his throat felt as if it had been blocked, and he couldn't utter a syllable.

He stepped back, and immediately found himself as if he were fixed to a board.

"How so?" He thought with fear in his heart, maybe it was the ghost pressing the kang, and he must be sleeping in the wrong position to guide him like this, he tried to turn it again, and felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

Suddenly, he found that his hands were tied to the head of the bed without knowing when, just like his own reflection just now, and he clearly remembered that his hands were under his head a few seconds ago, and he had proved it, and he had not changed his posture!

He panicked, and his legs began to writhe uneasily, and at the same time he found that his lower limbs were also fixed to the plank.

At this time, he still maintained a sideways appearance to look at himself on the tile, and the reflection clearly told himself that he was fixed there in a large font, his legs spread apart, and both ankles were tied to a rope!

Then he saw an extra shadow on the wall, lifted the quilt, took off his clothes, and slowly rode on it, and then pressed down like a snake, and slowly writhed.

In his twitching pleasure, the shadow stopped, and faded into the corner. The restraint on his body immediately vanished, and he bounced quickly, looking at himself on the tiles in horror.

The quilt is draped on the body, the clothes are intact, is it just a dream?

He wiped the beads of sweat from his body, turned on the fluorescent lamp, and at that moment he suddenly saw the shadow of a woman falling under his own shadow on the tiles. Before he could react, the shadow quickly grabbed his thighs, climbed up a little by little, to his neck, and then the palms of his hands spread out in an instant, clasped his cheeks, and then tore downward......

After a heart-rending pain, Geing felt a sticky liquid slide down his face, ticking and falling on the floor, he reached out in fear and touched his cheek, and a piece of something fell, and the corner of his eye saw that it was his own face!

"Ahh Ging's screams of fear spread throughout the police station.