Hu Weiran still looked very reluctant to believe it, but she still walked in the direction he pointed, and after seeing the people on the sofa clearly, she just sat on the ground, "Yuqi, this can't be a mannequin built by Muzi to write horror novels." ”

"What a mannequin, Hu Weiran, you guy don't want to talk nonsense here."

Muzi, who was washing clothes in the bathroom, had already heard someone knocking on the door, but she also knew that the person who knocked on the door had a key, so she didn't open the door.

The sudden voice frightened Hu Weiran's feet even more weak, she just stretched out her hand, "Yu Qi, you hurry up and help me up." ”

"Okay." Min Yuqi, who was also frightened, quickly pulled her up after coming back to her senses, "Muzi, can you not be so elusive." And you're obviously at home, why don't you come out and open the door for us? ”

"Don't you two have the key?" Muzi said as he poured hot water for the two of them and handed it over.

"Can you explain to us the origin of this man in ancient clothes?" Hu Weiran looked at Mu Zi with a serious face, and his expression seemed to say, if you dare not tell the truth, then you will be finished.

Mu Zi responded calmly: "Hu Weiran, don't worry. Drink a glass of water first to suppress the shock, and then you won't be frightened by my explanation again. ”

Min Yuqi glanced at the person on the sofa several times before retracting his gaze and said, "Muzi, don't think about it." "You still have me and Ranran, no matter how bad it is, you still have your editor.

"Shut up, I don't even want to tell anyone that I know you like a big fool." Muzi held his forehead, very helpless.

"Uh......" Min Yuqi also felt a little embarrassed to say this, so he coughed a few times deliberately, "Muzi, you say, you can treat me as air." ”

"Can I still not breathe? I still think you are air, you don't exist anymore, you are a big living person standing here, I am not blind, I can see. Muzi reflexively said.

Min Yuqi: "......"

Hu Weiran: "......"

**

An hour ago, Muzi, who was sleeping in a daze, heard a particularly strange sound.

Because she has recently become addicted to writing horror novels, she feels that this strange sound is particularly like the moaning of the "ghost" in the novel, so she hypnotizes herself: "Let's go and see it, maybe I can add a few writing materials to the next story." ”

Following the source of the sound, Muzi noticed that the strange sound seemed to come from the opposite house, and she suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little eerie.

Because in her memory, the house opposite had not been inhabited for three or four years.

She wondered if someone really lived in it.

If it's not a human, can it still be a ghost?

Muzi's heart trembled slightly at the thought of such a possibility, even though she had written many horror stories, she was still very afraid of this sudden voice.

But she couldn't resist her curiosity, and finally pushed the door hard, and asked in a low voice, "Is anyone there?" ”

No one answered, so she had to push open the door that was already very rusty, and looked around, thinking that this house was really uninhabitable, and she didn't see anyone or anything making a sound, so she patted her chest lightly and said to herself: "It seems that my mental state has not been right recently, otherwise how could there be auditory hallucinations." ”

However, just as she was about to go back, she suddenly almost tripped over something, and when she looked down, she saw a man of extremely tall stature.

The white robe, with a black brocade belt around his waist and a very simple wooden hairpin, was very handsome, but he seemed to have suffered a lot, and his face was very pale.