This strange appearance is on the wall, and in some places in the corner of the wall, not very conspicuous, or when I was about to leave, the afterglow swept there, as if I saw a person squatting in the corner, and was coldly startled, but when I looked over again, there was no one, but the wall seemed to reveal a human face, so I walked to the corner of the wall to see what was going on.

When I got to the corner of the wall in the depths, I really saw a human face reflected on the wall, and the expression was clearly visible, and the expression on the face was completely hideous. It's like a struggle before death.

When I saw this picture, the first thought that came to my mind was the ghost bodhisattva, because the ghost bodhisattva used to have his face on the wall like this, and I didn't know what kind of mentality I had at the time. I reached out and touched it, it felt like touching the more leprosy part of the wall, but the next moment I saw that the face that was originally still seemed to move, and I was immediately startled, and I didn't know if I really saw it, and then I began to feel that the whole dilapidated temple was a little weird, as if there was something outside, I couldn't help but look back, only to see that there was nothing behind me.

To figure it out, I stood up and found some discarded tools inside. I was going to smash it open to see what was inside, but when I found the tools and folded them back, I found that the face on the wall was gone, it was really gone, and that's when I realized that there was something in the temple.

I looked around the walls of the temple with some weakness, and saw no more strange face, so I did not stop any longer, but quickly came out, until I came outside, and my hanging heart relaxed a little. However, it also made me realize that this temple does not seem to be so simple, and I also realized that there is so much I don't know about this place.

Later, I almost trotted back home because I had come out of the temple since I got out. I always felt like someone was following me, and the more you thought about it, the more scared I became, and finally when I got home, I didn't even relax, but felt a deeper weirdness and fear. This kind of being alone in the middle of a village is indeed terrifying.

I don't know if it's because this scene in the temple really scared me, but when I got home, I just felt that a face like this would appear on the wall a moment or if I didn't pay attention to it, and maybe even appear on the ground. So even though I started to get suspicious in broad daylight, I was only slightly better off by keeping myself in the sun, but as night fell, the fear finally reached its extreme.

So I hid in bed early, and since I came back to the old mansion again, I didn't even know what the meaning of my existence was, could it be that I was guarding this old mansion for the rest of my life?

I don't know how to figure it out, but it seems to be the case right now. And Xue Fang, the only one who could answer my doubts, was gone.

Then I fell asleep, but after I fell asleep, I was in the temple, and the face was in the same place, and I squatted in the corner and looked at the face, but in my dream it became even more strange, because I seemed to hear a thin voice coming from the temple, and the temple was in the dark, and the horror was even worse.

At last I was so scared that I wanted to leave, but before I could get outside, I saw something suddenly appear on the empty pedestal, and it was none other than the white paper figure.

There was a clear contrast between its white face and the eerie black of the black paper figures, but either way, it revealed an infinite sense of horror, and it looked at me with such a pair of made eyes, so frightened that I immediately froze in place, and I didn't even know that I was going to run.

I looked at it for a few seconds, and then I turned around and ran, but after running out of the temple gate Li as if I had entered the temple gate Li again, I saw the white paper figure right in front of me, and I turned and ran again, obviously I came out to the outside, but I ran into the temple again. It's like the outside of the door is inside the temple, and the inside of the temple is outside the door, and this cycle has been repeated many times, and my body shook before I woke up suddenly. And when I woke up, it seemed like I was still running hard, and the darkness in the room brought a deeper sense of fear, as if this paper figure was in my room.

I tightened the quilt in fear, and I didn't dare to come out until it was a long time before I calmed down, and just as I realized that it was just a dream, I suddenly heard an inexplicable sound outside, like the sound of something falling on the ground and shattering.

The sound was a little duller, not as sharp as when the porcelain was broken, and I listened to the source of the sound, which seemed to be outside the courtyard gate, because there was a sense of distance inside.

When I heard it, I held my breath and listened to the outside. Then there was another sound, but then it was gone.

I didn't dare to get up rashly to look at it, so I looked at the time, and found that this time was actually the ugly time, and when I saw that it was this hour, I felt a little apprehensive, thinking of the note that Xue Fang left for me, and I finally got up with a horizontal heart.

I cautiously came to the courtyard gate and looked outside, but it was pitch black outside, and I couldn't see anything at all, so I simply opened the courtyard door, and after the courtyard gate was opened, I saw something scattered outside the courtyard gate, like something like a fragment. I didn't notice it at first, but soon realized something was wrong, as there seemed to be a face on the shard, and it was staring at me with eyes that were just motionless.

I was taken aback. But not because I saw this face coldly, but because this face looked so familiar, and at first glance, I felt that I saw my father's face.

It's just that it's pottery shards. But I looked closely, and it was indeed my father's face, and when I saw this scene, I began to feel that something was wrong, and then I looked at the debris on the ground, and it was like a life-size figurine shattered.

For a while, I didn't know what was going on, why a figurine broke outside the courtyard gate when it was ugly, and why it was my dad's way again.

Because this thing looks terrifying at this time. I didn't touch the debris, but quickly looked out the door in the darkness, but saw nothing, and I looked back at the yard behind me. It's also pitch black, and there's nothing. Suddenly, the strange feeling of dissipation rose again, and I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and was about to close the door and stop looking at this thing.

Who knows that the door hasn't been closed yet, and suddenly these broken pieces suddenly moved, and I saw that it was the half hand that was broken in the fragment, and the half hand moved inexplicably in the fragment and stretched out, I just felt that my soul was almost scared at this moment. Immediately, he didn't care what it was, quickly closed the courtyard door, and then held on to the courtyard door and gasped for air.

Before I could react, I suddenly heard a knock on the courtyard door, my heart fluttered, and then I heard my father's voice: "Wood, open the door." ”

It was indeed my father's voice, and I heard him shout like this, but I didn't immediately open the door, but asked him out loud, "Where are you from?" ”

I heard my dad say, "I don't know, I'm here in a daze." ”

Then there was a knock on the door.

I struggled for a long time, and finally on the night I left the Xiao family, the words that my father said to me came to my mind again, and my heart suddenly softened, so I opened the door, but after the door opened, there was nothing outside the door, there was still only this pile of debris on the ground, I looked at the debris and looked outside, and finally realized that the sound just now was from this broken figurine.

I looked at the debris on the ground and finally asked, "Who are you?" ”

But no one answered me, and there was only my own voice throughout the night, as if the knock on the door did not exist and was just my delusion.