Fucheng was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, and now he saw the weird rag doll, and his heart suddenly surged.

"Someone definitely did it on purpose! How the hell do you guys do room service in the South Island!?

I want to report it! ”

Wang Jianhong was very disgusted by his fuss, and said speechlessly: "It's just a rag doll, maybe it was a family member who fell behind, as for such a fuss?"

If you don't want it, forget it, I'll take it! ”

After saying that, he took the white rag doll and walked back to the opposite room and closed the door.

When Fucheng came to his senses, he found that the "evidence of the crime" had been taken away.

Although he was angry in his heart, he also felt that he should not make such a fuss.

A big man was scared by a rag doll, and it made people laugh when they said it.

wiped the sweat off his face, he was scared, but he wasn't so scared.

I entered the house with a full stomach full of anger, turned on the light, and wandered around the room, but there was nothing unusual.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Maybe it was really the military family who fell, right?

There was too much tossing this day, and he was injured again, so he really didn't have the energy to continue, so he simply turned off the lights and fell asleep.

There was silence in the room for a moment.

The watch hanging on the wall ticks forward.

Just as the hour, minute, and second hands converge at the top, the imperceptible silk threads tied to the three needles are straightened.

Suddenly, there was a low whimper in the room.

"Woo woo woo~"

"Woo woo woo~"

Fucheng's sleep quality is very good, but no matter how good it is, he also has injuries on his body, and he can't sleep well because of the pain, and when he hears this sound like a female ghost crying, the whole person was frightened and woke up all of a sudden.

Fucheng was lying on his side, and he could hear a low whimper behind him, he had been a little nervous in the past two days, plus the weird doll he saw just now, at this time he only felt a chill in his back spine, and fine and dense cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he didn't dare to look back at all.

But the whimpering sound kept going on, and it tended to get bigger and bigger, so that he didn't dare to sleep or move at all.

Covering your ears and waiting for the other party's voice to disappear is indeed the best way, but who can be sure that the other party will not suddenly hurt him when he has not turned back!

Fucheng gritted his teeth, not daring to continue pretending to be deaf and dumb like this.

Rushing towards the heart of "big deal is death", he sat up and turned around suddenly, looked in the direction of the whimper, and rushed over: "Who!?" ”

He reached out and flipped through the plastic covering the corner, and saw what was underneath the plastic.

Something exactly like the doll he had just seen.

The doll fell two lines of blood and tears after he opened it, stared straight at him with empty eyes, and shouted in a gloomy and milky voice: "Dad~It's so painful~"

Fucheng's face turned pale in an instant, and he was stupid.

Didn't this doll be taken away by the opposite door? Why is it in his house again, and still talking!?

When encountering this kind of scene, the only thing that can be thought of is: haunted.

"Ahhhhh!!!h

Fukuro threw the plastic shield in his hand on the ground with a shake of his hand, and he was so frightened that there was no blood on his face at all.

Just when he wanted to fight with the determination to die to grab the doll to see what was going on, the doll suddenly spontaneously combusted, making a terrible "ah~pain~dad~" sound, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fucheng: !!

Aside from the ghosts, Fukujo couldn't think of anything burning on its own.

He screamed in horror and ran out, but he kept tugging on the doorknob, but the door couldn't be opened.

He sat on the ground with his buttocks, and the gauze wrapped around his amputated leg had already oozed blood, and he didn't even notice it.

His legs frantically fell backwards until he touched the cabinet with his belongings.

The tendon in his head was tense, his eyes trembled and looked back and forth, trembling and praying: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Please spare me, I will burn you paper, I will burn a lot of paper for you, so that you will never be able to use it up in the underground for the rest of your life, and eat and drink spicy food every day!

Please spare me! ”

But there was no one in the room to give him a response, it was still completely dark, and it was completely quiet.

As he struggled frantically, his elbow accidentally touched a small bump on the cabinet door behind him.

The cabinet door popped open, and a familiar and terrifying voice came from inside.

"Hey~Dad~"

As the cabinet door opened, the doll that was hanging on the cabinet door with a rope inside was also pulled out and planted directly on Fucheng's legs.

The pair of dark and hollow eyes stared at him so directly, and the corners of his mouth were as weird as ever.

"Hey~Dad~"

Fucheng: !!

Fucheng's eyes were black, and the whole person fainted.

After he fainted, Xia Li sneaked in through the window.

This is the fourth floor, and there are soldiers patrolling downstairs, no one thought that anyone could go up from the fourth floor, but no one deliberately looked up to the sky and found her.

Xia Li jumped in and put away the thread wrapped around the clock, and took out several dolls of the same style from several other places in the room and stuffed them into the space.

Finally, with an electric pen in his hand, he lay on the burned black ground and destroyed the socket not far from the ground.

Just listen to the socket "Bang!" The entire floor tripped instantly.

However, a small area around the socket was blackened, completely obscuring the traces of the doll's blackened ground.

After everything was taken care of, Xia Li jumped out of the window and walked away.

Fucheng was so frightened, someone will definitely come to check tomorrow.

In these years, he didn't dare to tell the truth.

Even if he tells the truth, with the stubble of the socket burning and tripping, everyone will think that he is talking nonsense and scaring himself.

I just don't know if he's frightened or not, she can continue tomorrow night.

Dopamine is also secreted when frightened, understand?