Chapter 9: Bay Window Horror

"This ...... That's it? "Everyone thought that the ending was a bit unexpected.

Rufeng smashed his lower lip, took a few sips of water, and then said, "What? Not satisfied with this story? ”

"Not really, I just think this story has a lot of meaning, and it seems that something is about to happen later."

"Is there anyone else you would like to comment?"

"No, this story is ambiguous, whether it's a dream or reality, who knows!?"

"Okay, who's going to talk next?" Xiao Fan said.

Everyone stared at Xiao Fan in unison, and said in unison: "It's your turn!" ”

"That's fine...... bar. Xiao Fan sorted out his thoughts and was ready to start telling a weird and tactful story of his own.

Xiao Fan cleared his throat, and then said in a very smooth tone.

"I'm going to tell a true story......

"Cut, here you go again."

Everyone thinks that Xiao Fan is too fake and too routine.

"If there is any real story, don't make it up, just keep making it up, we'll all listen to it." Remember the excitement point of the story, the story of the wind just now is not exciting enough. That's the fall of a psychopath. And it's a dream, it's boring. ”

Xiao Fan also seemed a little helpless, to be honest, it seems to be very difficult for others to believe in his story, if it weren't for his own personal experience, I'm afraid even he would be difficult to believe.

But that's what the world is, and who knows the difference between dreams and reality, and sometimes what happens in reality is even more absurd than fiction?!

"Believe it or not, the event I'm about to recount, maybe it's an event, a weird story of several similar events."

"That's what happened to me lately, and I know it firsthand."

"Specifically, let me think about it...... Oh, by the way, it's the middle of June this summer. I met a girl. ”

"What girl? Is it pretty? Zhou Jie forked at this time.

"Ahem...... cough ......" Xiao Fan coughed deliberately, "This doesn't seem to be the point." ”

Xiaotian also interrupted at this time: "He's telling a story, you let him tell it well." ”

Zhou Jie sat up straight. Xiao Fan continued: "It was a point in time after dusk, night was coming quietly, and the lights were on......"

In the interior of the abandoned villa, in the living room on the first floor, several people listened to Xiao Fan tell a story that was made up at first glance. Time seemed to stand still in the villa, the moonlight outside was no longer there, and the moon seemed to hide in the clouds. Through the floor-to-ceiling window, you can see the darkness outside.

"Ning Yuan, go, pull the curtains, the dark shadow outside makes people panic." Xiang Kuo instigated Ning Yuandao.

"Dark Shadow?" Everyone looked at the window together, "Where is the dark shadow?!" ”

Everyone's faces clearly revealed a shock.

"Oh, it's me wrong, it's the darkness." Xiang Kuo corrected at this time, "My language is not very good. ”

At this time, everyone has an urge to beat this broadhammer, this atmosphere for no reason is really beepping the dog.

Ning Yuan closed the curtains after three strokes and two divisions of five. Then go back and sit down.

"Go on, how is the woman? Put you. ”

Xiao Fan stopped telling the story at this time, and asked Ning Yuan uncharacteristically: "Did you smell the dust when you opened the curtains just now?" ”

Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "It seems to be ...... No. ”

Xiao Fan said: "Do you think this villa seems to be inhabited? Look at the carpet, the table, the coffee table, and the wall. There doesn't seem to be any dust or cobwebs. It's so perverse. ”

After Xiao Fan said this, everyone woke up, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. This villa, at least on the ground floor, has neatly arranged tables and chairs, and the interior is clean, free of garbage, no signs of insects and reptiles, and no dust. Generally speaking, normal people will have dust covering it if they don't clean it for a few days, and this indoor ......

"Could it be that the space is too well enclosed?"

"No way." Xiao Fan affirmed, "Unless there is no air in it at all, the wall will fall off, the particles in the air, and the oxidation process of other objects will produce dust, and there is no dust in it, what does this mean?" ”

Everyone was stunned, and several people couldn't help but look around, only to see the elongated shadows swaying on the walls, and nothing else, and at the end of the stairs leading to the second floor was a barren darkness.

"I don't think everyone should be suspicious, this ghost place will never be inhabited, as for the lack of dust, maybe it is surrounded by a small forest, and the green environment is good."

As soon as the wind said this, everyone relaxed their vigilance suspiciously. But there is more or less a trace of yin in my heart.

"Then do I want to tell this story?" Xiao Fan said.

"Continue, of course." Ning Yuan said: "Otherwise, it will be too boring, and there will be a long time before dawn." ”

Xiao Fan then continued to tell his story, which is not to say that it was an experience.

"She'......" Xiao Fan only said a word of her, and then everyone suddenly turned their heads to the staircase leading to the second floor. Inexplicably, Xiao Fan's heart suddenly fluttered. An unsettling atmosphere hit everyone.

"How...... What's wrong? For a long time, Xiao Fan asked in silence, and his voice was also very quiet.

"That'...... "Xiaotian pointed to the staircase with a blank gesture, "there seemed to be a sound. ”

"What's the noise?" Xiao Fan stared at it deadly, and his heart was also furious. But he couldn't look away, because the more he dodged, the more frightened he became, and something terrifying had to face it.

"It seems to be a foot...... Step...... ...... sound," Xiaotian's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Wow!" Xiang Kuo roared, and then stood up. "Borrow a flashlight, I don't believe in evil anymore, and I'll catch you if it's a ghost!"

Xiang Kuo's recklessness came up, and he saw him striding directly to the staircase with a flashlight in his hand. The beam of the flashlight shot straight up the stairs.

"Wo Cao! What the heck! Come out for me, give your uncle three kowtows, and the uncle will let you go, otherwise you will die today! Come out, bastard, come out, bastard! ”

Xiang Kuo's deep voice resounded in the entire hall, and there were still ghosts.

After a burst of Xiang Kuo's roar and reprimand, the entire room suddenly became much more sober, and several people also unloaded the burden in their hearts.

Xiang Kuo put down the flashlight and sat back on the ground.

Everyone took a sip of water and settled down. Xiao Fan continued.

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