I couldn't help but exclaim, and when all my attention was attracted by the case on my phone, the lights in the room suddenly went out, which undoubtedly brought visual and psychological shock.

"What happened?" Zuo Hexu's nervous voice came from his phone, followed by the sound of clothes rubbing and footsteps.

I calmed down a little and hurriedly said, "It's okay, the light bulb in the room is broken. I guess no one has lived there for a long time, and the tungsten wire is burnt out."

The room was really dark. I turned my head and looked at the door. The lights on the first floor shone from the stairs. After my eyes adapted to the darkness, I felt some comfort.

I don’t know if this comfort was the lights on the first floor or Zuo Hexu’s voice call. Someone who could talk to me was no longer so scared.

"You are so brave. If you change to other girls, you will probably be scared away." His laughter came from your phone, "But I think it's better for girls to change jobs every family."

I smiled too, but the picture in the smile added a little helplessness: "Since I have chosen to do it, there is a reason to do it."

"oh?"

I didn't continue to say that I went back to the topic of murders a few years ago: "I watched the video, and the room where the murder case was my current room."

"There are many people who have died in that number 4. It's better to trust some things than to trust them. You should be careful."

"What's interesting is that the wardrobe in this room is covered with yellow talisman paper." I took a photo of the wardrobe and sent it to him.

Zuo Hexu reacted the same as mine. A house that was originally quite terrifying became funny because of these talisman papers.

Finally we came to a conclusion: "Lin Zhengying has seen too much."

In the room without light bulbs, I carefully read the news online again.

The corpse dismemberment case looked incredible, and the police finally closed the case almost the same as I thought.

The murderer was the body of the body. After he killed someone, he hid the victim's body for some reason and left his head. Then he committed suicide in the room himself.

Thinking of this, I felt unhappy.

I tried to sleep and solved the case, would I pay more or not?

"Why didn't you talk for a long time?" If it weren't for Zuo Hexu's words, I would have forgotten that I was still talking to him.

"Sorry, I just thought about the murder case that happened on No. 4. It's getting late, so you should take a break soon."

Zuo Hexu nodded and yawned: "Call me if you have anything to do."

If this is a romantic encounter, I think it is also good for the mother and the fetus.

Although I have known Zuo Hexu for only one day, it is not difficult to find that he is a gentle and kind person.

But the thoughts that have been buried in my heart are hard to calm down, and the heart-warming thing in my second year of high school...

Tell me, I think too much.

I yawned, and moved from the chair to the bed.

There are less than two hours left before twelve o'clock. I have to patrol the house many times when I go to the alarm clock.

Although Song Yu asked me to come to No. 4, it was not to try sleep, but as a professional sleeper, this professional ethics still need to be.

As time went by, the temperature dropped a lot. I wrapped my down jacket tightly and curled up on the bed. As soon as I calmed down, I seemed to hear someone talking to in the next room.

I can't hear what I'm saying clearly, and I don't have the heart to pay attention. I'm sleepy, so I'd better hurry up and make up for my sleep.

In a daze, the sound coming from my ears became clearer and clearer.

It was Song Yu's voice, from far to near, as if he had walked to the room where I was.

"Will she have something to do? Will you hurt her?"

"I think she is a good person, that matter has nothing to do with her. I beg you not to hurt her."

"It's just a job, it has nothing to do with this house. It's all an illusion. There are no ghosts in this world!"

I struggled to get up and open my eyes, but no matter how hard I tried, my body seemed to be controlled and I couldn't move at all.

The voice continued, and the head of the bed suddenly moved slightly, as if something was crawling towards me. The fear spread all over my body, and the crazy heartbeat made my body cool down instantly.

I wanted to shout and open my eyes. I could feel my rapid breathing, but I couldn't break free.

A man's voice seemed to be stuck in my ear, and he said word by word, and I could hear it clearly.

"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

The ear-exploding alarm ringed in my ears, and I suddenly woke up from the nightmare, breathing heavily, the base shirt tightly attached to my body was soaked with cold sweat, and my chest seemed to be about to crack, and I could no longer wrap my manic and restless heart.

It's just a dream.

I wiped my sweat with lingering fear, picked up my phone and turned off the alarm.

Too scary.

It was twelve o'clock, and I calmed down a little, turned on the video recording function of my phone, and when I was about to get up, I suddenly saw a figure standing at the door of the room, tilting my head, as if staring in my direction.

The lights on the first floor are not enough to illuminate the second floor, and the remaining light is completely blocked by the figure.

Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?

I remembered what the man said to me in my dream.

My heartbeat that had just soothed was accelerated again, and my stiff body seemed to be frozen. I had never had the experience of blood being cold before. Now I really felt the pressure of the frozen blood, which was on the verge of death.

The more I am at this time, the more I need to calm down, but no matter how much I impose atheism on myself, I cannot face it calmly in front of this strange figure.

If you are afraid at this time, the darkness will soon swallow me up, and I will eventually lose on the psychological defense line, be scared to death or become a loser.

The figure stood motionless at the door, neither moving nor retreating, as if waiting to see me behave ugly.

I am a person, sometimes I am very stubborn. Even though I am afraid, I don’t believe in evil.

Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?

Thinking of this sentence again, I gritted my teeth and suppressed the tremor of fear and turned on the flashlight of my phone.

I don’t know if there are ghosts. Even if there are ghosts, I want to see what ghosts look like.

The light of the flashlight shone suddenly towards the figure, and at the same time I stood up and prepared for both escape and fighting.

The light shone past, and the figure seemed to move, raising his arms to block his face, to be precise, blocking the oncoming light.

"Song Yu?"

When I saw the person at the door clearly, my heart that reached my throat finally fell.

"You're scaring me to death."

I moved the flashlight away from her and turned it on, and turned on the video function: "It's just twelve o'clock, and I'm going to check the situation in the house."

When I walked up to her, she had no intention of getting out of the way.

"Aren't you afraid?" she said coldly, her tone full of indifference and even a little gloomy.

"It will scare people so scary. I'm not afraid, but I can't stand your intentional scaring me." She didn't move out of the way, so I retreated back to the room, just checking the room first, "Do you want to go to the toilet when you come to me?"

The camera is operating normally, and there are no abnormalities under the bed, wardrobe, and behind the door.

When I went to see the door again, Song Yu had already left.

She seemed to be getting more and more abnormal.

After entering the No. 4 Haunted House, not only did Song Yu's mental problems, but some strange things happened one after another, which forced me to make a new judgment on the house.

Holding my phone, I started to check from the first floor. The living room is OK, the bathroom is OK, I opened the door and walked into the yard and walked around, and everything was OK.

So much ok can't erase the trembling feeling of the past six hours, composed of incredible ones.

Putting aside human factors, it is not considered that Song Yu would deliberately do something strange.

At about eight o'clock, it came from the WeChat message that Zuo Jing sent Song Yu and disappeared. At about nine o'clock, the clock that stopped was on time to continue walking. It was a bit funny and had to doubt the purpose of the yellow talisman paper. At about ten o'clock, the light bulb suddenly broke in the room without windows.

At eleven o'clock, I should be in a nightmare at that time, and at twelve o'clock, Song Yu suddenly stood at the door strangely, and then suddenly walked away.

If all of these can be called coincidences...

I can only tell Song Yu the most realistic experience: No. 4 haunted house is not suitable for living all year round.

I went back to the second floor again, except for the room where Song Yu was and the toilet on the second floor, I also checked it.

He knocked on Song Yu's door, but there was no movement inside. Thinking that she might have fallen asleep again, he gave up the idea of ​​checking her room.

Don't bother her to rest.

Just as I turned off the camera function of my phone and turned on the flashlight and returned to the room without windows, I heard a sudden thud from Song Yu's room.

I thought she had turned over and fell off the bed, so I hurriedly pushed open the door to check.

The lights in the room were on, and she was lying on the bed and was looking at me. I saw that she was still carrying the headphones I had lent her.

It's fine if it's okay.

Anyway, the strange things that happened today are not one or two.

I returned to the room and lay on the bed, thinking about setting an alarm for a little more, and in a trance something flew towards me and rushed straight to the door.

A person's instinctive reaction will react faster than his brain in times of crisis.

I turned over and rolled to one side, and the place where I just lie on my head was hit by something.

The thing lights up, it's a cell phone.

I'm sure I threw it at my head. I usually lie on the bed and play with my phone. Tears can be bursting from my face at close range, let alone hitting hard.

I quickly sat up from the bed and looked towards the door where the phone was thrown by, and there was no one there.

I compromised. If the previous few times were coincidentals, then this time was definitely not a coincidence.

I can't stay in this place anymore. Even if there are no ghosts, someone will be willing to seek money and kill me.

Just when I didn't even want the final payment and just wanted to escape, I suddenly grabbed my neck with one hand. The strength was so strong that I wanted to cough but couldn't cough out, and I couldn't shout out even if I wanted to.

I tried my best to beat his hand, but no matter how hard I tried, his hand still remained unmoved.

The suffocation has reached its limit.

The strength was pulled away bit by bit, and the phone slid from my hand. I could only subconsciously hold his hand tightly, hoping to get a trace of life-saving air.

"Pei Yongyan hurts my whole family, I want you to bury my whole family!" An empty and sad voice surrounds me, as if from a distant horizon.
Chapter completed!