He reached out and was about to knock on the door, but the door creaked open on its own.

The boy's face froze, then a look of surprise appeared.

What is called professionalism, this is called professionalism!

It is said to be a horror theme, and even every detail is impeccable for you.

The room was pitch black and the lights weren't on, and the boy enjoyed the eerie atmosphere.

Closing the door with his hand, he headed straight into the room.

The faint moonlight outside the window shone into the room, and the boy saw the hazy back of a girl.

She stood in the center of the room, her neck seemingly unsupported, her head tilted to the right, her ears pressed to her shoulders.

A green silk is like a waterfall, hanging down to the waist.

The doors and windows are closed, but there is no wind automatically, and it is estimated that there is a fan installed in the room.

The boy silently gave her flexibility a perfect score in his heart.

This small physique is really exciting, and it is estimated that it has put a lot of effort into the horror theme.

If everyone is so dedicated, sooner or later this industry will have to carry forward and rush overseas.

The girl's body shook slightly, and then a mournful song came from under the long hair.

"I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

The hatred is not endless, although the death does not stop.

Sighing, the man complains that the woman's eyes are drunk.

Laughing ruthlessly, the hands are spicy and poisonous~"

The girl was close at hand, but her voice seemed to come from under the nine shades, tactful and sad, like crying and complaining.

As she sang, her body slowly turned, turning around at an extremely slow speed.

The boy was happy with this kind of show, and as a horror-themed foreplay, it was a complete surprise.

Panting and sitting on the sofa, he looked at the back of the girl who turned slowly, his breathing becoming more and more rapid.

His right hand also reached into his pants pocket and began to adjust the trajectory.

"Alas.

Lamentable.

Gratifying.

Infuriating.

May I be at the top of joy.

Fall me into the abyss of the Nine Shadows. ”

The singing gradually slowed down, and the girl's body gradually turned.

The boy subconsciously sat up straight and leaned forward to see the girl's face.

A strand of hair slipped down the girl's face, and the face that was covered by the hair was revealed in front of the boy's eyes.

The boy felt a chill all over his body.

As the blood coagulated, the pine in his hand suddenly turned into bean sprouts.

"Zheng... Zheng Qian'er! No.. Not me! It's not for me to do it! It's Qin Yu, it's your dad! He arranged it! ”

The boy slipped off the couch, his pants all wet.

Although their family did something that sent chills down my spine, they were all ordinary people after all.

In front of the real ghost, the psychological defense line is about to collapse at the first touch.

A crimson tongue stretched out from Zheng Qian'er's mouth, wrapped around the boy's left foot, and slowly dragged him towards herself.

The boy screamed, cried, begged for mercy.

All to no avail.

His body was still moving inch by inch, and a stinking urine trail dragged out behind him, just like his sinful life.

The boy said everything.

Since he transferred to another school, everything has been a bureau for the Zheng family's mother and daughter.

The scene where the hero saves the beauty is arranged.

The common preferences and preferences of the two were told by Qin Yu.

All coincidences that are treated as fate are also planned.

Even playing the confession of the pen fairy and accidentally falling down the stairs to death is a wonderful performance.

From beginning to end, it was all a scene performed for Zheng Qian'er.

The ignorant girl knows nothing, she only knows to love with instinct.

In the end, he was successfully pushed to the noose of death by the carefully arranged guilt.

Zheng Qian'er finally understood.

Why did Qin Tian never mention his father when the two were in love, and he never asked his address, and he was reluctant to get close to his home.

Why is the matter of early love, Qin Yu handled it alone, and never discussed it with his mother.

Zheng Qian'er smiled.

Her smile, in Qin Tian's eyes, was a signal to urge her life.

The crimson tongue wrapped around Qin Tian's neck, like a poisonous snake, meandering and crawling, slowly burrowing into Qin Tian's mouth, which was already stiff.

Slowly pull him closer to him until the two of them were face to face.

Zheng Qian'er's bulging eyes stared at Qin Tian with a smile like a flower.

"Qin Tian, when you asked Bi Xian a question, my answer was, I am willing."

...

Gently closing the crack of the bedroom door, listening to the screams outside the door gradually stop, I sat down against the door, lit a cigarette, and sighed.

"Don't you think it's exciting?"

Bai Ning stood in front of the window with her hands behind her back and looked at me with a sideways face.

"The tears are sour and the blood is salty, and I regret that my hands should not be spicy and sweet, but there is no bitterness in the world.

Golden and silvery, but when I saw the red eyes and black heart, I didn't know that there was a blue sky on my head. ”

I gently patted my knee and groaned slowly.

Looking up, a puff of smoke slowly spread out from his mouth, and his eyes were white.

"Do you think you're Qingtian?"

Bai Ning turned around and looked at me with a hint of a smile.

"Don't dare, but occasionally do things that the sky can't do, and it's okay to ignore the sky, right?"

I asked rhetorically.

Bai Ning didn't answer, and stretched out his hand to disperse the smoke in front of him.

"After the physical change, are you still used to it?"

I was stunned, Bai Ning would take the initiative to care about my situation.

"I can't eat well, I can't sleep well, and I can't die for the time being."

"It's easy to solve these problems."

Bai Ning stretched out a slender jade finger.

"First, you are no longer considered a living person, and it is naturally painful to eat food from a living person, as long as you put some effort into finding it, there is food in places like mass graves..."

Before she could finish speaking, I made a stop gesture.

I'd rather suffer some sin and eat human food than to become a humanoid fly and eat those disgusting things.

Bai Ning saw that my face was full of rejection, and stretched out a second finger.

"Secondly, your body is driven by resentment, which is different from that of a living person, and only something with a similar aura can provide you with a comfortable feeling and you can sleep well."

I thought about it, and it was.

On the day I was at the hotel, I soaked in cold water all night and couldn't fall asleep.

It was only on the night I bit Zheng Qian'er's tongue that I barely fell into a light sleep.

I turned my head to look at Zheng Qian'er in the freezer, and I felt the urge to squeeze into the freezer and get some sleep.

"Corpses are useless to you, and ghosts are not recommended for pillows."

Bai Ning seemed to see my thoughts.

"Why?"

"Ghosts are consumables, unless they are terrible ghosts who keep killing people, otherwise ordinary ghosts will soon dissipate, do you think they will absorb the resentment before they dissipate to continue their lives, or will they be scrapped directly when the pillow is used for two days?"

“......”

I scratched my hair and felt a little headache.

Impulsiveness is impulse, sleeping with ghosts, and thinking about it is enough to respond.

After all, even if Zheng Qian'er is a school flower, she has a hateful face after becoming a ghost.

I don't know if that fallen dragon is a thing with a similar aura, why don't you ask the fallen dragon to come back as a pillow from Zheng Yunyun?

Boom!

Outside the door, there was a sound that resembled an explosion, followed by a baby's cry accompanied by the sound of glass breaking.

I opened the door and rushed out.

Zheng Qian'er's ghost is already crumbling, and her body is a little blurred.

Looking at it again, Qin Tian is gone!