"Ah......h

At this moment, Feng Yuan suddenly screamed, opened his eyes suddenly, and smashed his fist towards the top of his neck, ready to smash this thing that choked his neck.

But Feng Yuan's punch smashed over, but he didn't hit anything, and it was empty.

Feng Yuan sat up from the bed and looked around his body, there was no one, but the cold feeling of being pinched on his neck was still fresh in his memory.

Feng Yuan subconsciously reached out and touched his neck, and gently rubbed it twice, nothing abnormal.

Still dreaming?

Feng Yuan's forehead was twisted into a Sichuan character, and the moment his neck was pinched just now, Feng Yuan didn't feel like he was dreaming, as if someone really pinched his neck.

But there was no one in the room, Feng Yuan looked around the room, and suddenly found that the door didn't know when it opened, it was not very big, about a finger's width of the gap, through the gap you could see the cold and bright moonlight outside.

"No, I closed the door of the room, but if I don't open it from the inside, how can the door of the room be opened?"

Feng Yuan looked at the door of the room and said secretly, Feng Yuan has been on the streets all the year round, and there are many enemies, so he is very vigilant when he sleeps every day, and he will habitually lock the door before going to bed to prevent anyone from breaking in.

Before going to bed tonight, Feng Yuan was clear that he had plugged in the latch on the door, as long as he didn't open the door, the wind would not blow it, and it would be impossible for the door to be opened unless the people outside violently broke the door.

But in this room, Feng Yuan is alone, and it is impossible for Feng Yuan to open this door, unless there is someone else in this room.

Thinking of this, Feng Yuan's cold sweat came down, if there were other people in the room, it could only be a ghost, because Hu Xiao watched back to the wing room by himself, it couldn't be Hu Xiao hiding in it.

Feng Yuan's mind instantly remembered the painting he saw when he entered the second house at night, the woman's face, Feng Yuan still remembers it very clearly, pale and bloodless, with a weird smile, the more he thought about Feng Yuan, the more terrifying he felt.

Before, the old man explained to himself, don't go to the backyard, make trouble, I don't believe it, now it seems that nine times out of ten it is true, otherwise how could those people who rent houses be inexplicably crazy and dead.

Now the door of this room is open, nine times out of ten, there is something dirty hidden in this room, and everything that happened just now is probably not a dream, or it is real.

Thinking of this, Feng Yuan's heart was a little colder, and he subconsciously touched his neck, feeling cold, as if someone was pinching his neck at any time.

Just as Feng Yuan was thinking, at this time, in the courtyard outside the door, a white figure suddenly flashed, Feng Yuan was staring at the door, and he saw it at once, and it was sure that it was definitely not dazzling.

"What's it??, a female ghost?" Feng Yuan looked at this scene, and secretly said in his heart, and a few coolness rose behind him.

Immediately, Feng Yuan walked down from the bed, put on his shoes, and cautiously walked towards the door, to see what was outside, even if he wanted to die, he would have to die.

While walking, Feng Yuan also vigilantly checked the situation in the room, because Feng Yuan felt that something was wrong in this room, the temperature seemed to be a little low, and now it was June Sanfu, even in the second half of the night, it would still be relatively hot, but the room felt like an air conditioner.

However, Feng Yuan didn't find anything abnormal, the whole person walked to the door, didn't rush to look out, but looked at the latch first, and found that the latch was opened by someone and was not damaged, which proves that it was not a door that was violently opened from the outside, but someone opened the latch inside, which strengthened Feng Yuan's thoughts: Inside this house, it is not very peaceful, I am afraid that there are dirty things.

Feng Yuan subconsciously turned his head and looked around the back, the structure of this room is like this, two bedrooms and one living room, the middle of the door is the hall, the right hand side is the study, and the left hand side is the bedroom where he sleeps.

Feng Yuan's eyes patrolled the study and living room, it was pitch black, there was nothing, the candlelight in the bedroom was flickering, the flames were beating a little fast, the color was green, it looked a little weird, but he didn't find anything else.

Immediately, Feng Yuan turned his head towards the crack in the door and looked outside the courtyard to see what was outside.

As a result, Feng Yuan looked at it, and saw a woman's face in the crack of the door, looking at him with a smile, this woman's face was the painting that entered the house for the second time.

"Ahh

Feng Yuan was so frightened that he subconsciously screamed, and the whole person retreated again and again, turned around and rushed back towards the bedroom.

But when he turned around, Feng Yuan saw a woman in white standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile on her face, it was still the woman in the painting, and before Feng Yuan could shout, this woman reached out and grabbed Feng Yuan's neck.

An instant cold touch came from this woman's hand, just like the feeling of being pinched by a hand just now lying on the bed, I am afraid that this woman did it to herself.

It's haunted!

Feng Yuan looked at the female ghost in front of him, and he wanted to struggle at the first time, but he found that his body was completely out of control, only his mind could understand, and he couldn't move at all in other places, so he could only watch the female ghost choke his neck.

Feng Yuan felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and the whole person quickly became out of breath, a sharp pain came from the top of his neck, accompanied by a hot liquid flowing out, Feng Yuan's neck was crushed, blood flowed sideways, and the female ghost's smile became cold.

"Ahh

Before he died, Feng Yuan let out an exclamation, at this moment, Feng Yuan found that everything in front of him was quickly shattered, the female ghost disappeared, and then looked around, Feng Yuan found that he was lying on the bed, covered in cold sweat.

"What's going on?" Feng Yuan sat up from the bed, touched his neck and checked it, it was not broken, his eyes patrolled around the room, everything was normal, the door was closed, the candlelight did not flicker, there was no wind in the room, and the temperature did not drop.

"Huh, could it be that everything just now was a dream?"

Feng Yuan said secretly in his heart, his brows were furrowed, and he couldn't figure it out, how could it be like Inception, he dreamed that he heard someone shouting at him and pinching himself, and then found that the door was opened, and he went out to have a look, but he was strangled to death by a female ghost.

Unexpectedly, after shouting, he found that he was not dead, but lying on the bed, waking up from a dream, all this was a bit too incredible, Feng Yuan couldn't believe it.

Dream within dream, Feng Yuan had done it once before, it was very scary, and after waking up, it was not clear whether he was dreaming or in reality.

At this time, Feng Yuan was also a little skeptical, whether he was in a dream or in reality.

Thinking about it, Feng Yuan immediately reached out and pinched his arm fiercely, there was a sharp pain, everything in front of him did not change, it seemed that all this was true, and there was no dreaming.

Seeing that everything in the room was normal, not as weird as in the dream, Feng Yuan was also a little relieved, it seemed that he was frightened by the painting, so he had such a nightmare, and he had to take down the painting and burn it tomorrow, otherwise, he would have nightmares every night in the future.

Feng Yuan, who was frightened by this nightmare, was even more tired, and the uncontrollable fatigue hit, Feng Yuan lay down again, ready to sleep.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he lay down, Feng Yuan saw a woman in white floating on top of his bed, looking at him with a smile, still the woman in the painting.

"Feng Yuan, are you going to sleep?" the woman in white also spoke, her voice soft......