"What else did he say?" I found it strange and asked Zuo Hexu again.

Zuo Hexu was a little hesitant, as if it was difficult to say: "He said... let me take good care of you, and if possible, let me strive to be with you."

I:????

This is all about it, it’s so good, why do you have to say such things to Zuo Hexu?

Could it be that Zuo Hexu appeared in the live broadcast room during Jiwen live broadcast and made him misunderstand?

There is nothing worth misunderstanding about this. When I was trying to sleep in the haunted house, didn’t Bai Ji often participate with me?

Zuo Hexu said he had asked him to call me back, and it was hard to say whether he would reply or not.

Because Bai Ji didn't even spit out a second before hanging up the phone and wanted to contact me.

I hung up the phone for no reason, and I was a little confused and a little disappointed.

It's only been two days since the last time I contacted Bai Ji in the live broadcast room.

In two days, I neither contacted him nor met him, so I talked about what would make him angry.

Or after the live broadcast ended, I did not contact him in time to report his safety.

But he has been paying attention to the live broadcast room and has been discussing solutions with me. He should see it in the live broadcast room if I am safe.

Based on my understanding of him, I am not a person who cares about this little thing at all.

What is that for...

I recalled what happened after my last interaction with Bai Ji in the live broadcast room. At that time, I focused on dealing with evil ghosts and child ghosts. Then Zuo Hexu suddenly broke in, and the incident calmed down immediately.

Then, makeup artist Xiao Zhou took over the live broadcast to make the final summary, and the few people who participated in the live broadcast talked for a while, and then Dao Yi of Tian divine divination for me.

I scratched my head irritably, and I couldn't think of something wrong or something that offended Bai Ji.

Just as I was about to go through Ji Wen's live video, the sound of wind suddenly came outside the house.

This is a common weather in winter. Wind changes the weather. The second uncle is buried tomorrow, which seems to be another big hurdle.

Don't have anything else.

I got up to see if the doors and windows were closed. Just as I approached the window, in front of the big tree that was blown by the wind, a human-shaped shadow was swinging with the wind.

No, that's what happened?

So early?

I quickly took out my cell phone to take a look at such a strange scene. I lit the screen with my fingers, for fear that the shadow swaying in the wind would disappear quietly by one second later.

Camera, video, start.

I pointed my phone out the window, and as soon as I looked up, a big, ferocious face pressed against the glass, looking at me through the window.

How should I describe this face? His hair is messy and black blood flows out of his facial features. The moment he opened his mouth, black and red liquid flowed out of his mouth, which looked very painful.

I originally wanted to take pictures of the floating figures fifty meters away from me, but who would have thought that one meter away from me suddenly looked at me with something that I didn't know if it was a human being.

The sudden fright made me take two steps back. My eyes stared at the window, and I could see nothing except the two bloody handprints printed on the window.

I did this without any warning and it made it difficult for me to calm down. My heartbeat made me feel dry. I sat down and wanted to find some water to drink, but found that after searching for a long time, I only found an empty cup.

The cup is placed on the bedside table, and there are some antipyretics next to it.

I felt a little sad. It seemed that if I wanted to drink water, I had to go to the kitchen to cook it myself.

I'm also blaming me. I usually know how to bring a thermos cup. I used to make a cup of hot water, but the business was in a hurry and I didn't prepare anything.

Since I found a problem, I had to go to the yard to see it to be worthy of my job. By the way, I went to the kitchen to boil some water and see what food Sister Zhang prepared for me.

The video recording function of the mobile phone was always on. I pushed the door and walked into the yard with my phone. A strong wind came to my face in an instant.

The sky turned slightly red, and it seemed that it was going to snow again.

The handprints printed on the bed had already dried under the influence of strong winds, and nothing was left except the handprints.

With the lights in Mrs. Zhang’s daughter’s room, the yard is brighter than before, making it easier for me to check the yard.

The palm print is evidence, and I need to focus on the photo. The hideous face just now appeared too suddenly. I couldn't tell it carefully. Looking at the shape of the palm, he or it should be pressing his hands on the window glass and looking inside.

For a moment, the thing opened its mouth, as if to say something to me.

I turned around and walked towards the big locust tree.

The locust tree should be a little old, thick and tall, and you can see the locust tree of Mrs. Zhang’s house from a distance.

The locust tree is closer to the main house, close to the corner of the yard, and is next to the window outside the main house.

The window near the locust tree should be the bedroom of the main house. At this time, thick curtains were hung in the window, and the appearance of the house could not be seen.

The tree seemed to be glowing with a faint red light.

"ah--"

Suddenly a scream came from the room. When I was about to check the locust tree, it seemed as if the tranquility that cut through the sky and stimulated my nerves.

Nothing will happen?

I hurriedly ran to the main room and pushed open the room where Zhang Dacheng was. I saw that he had sat up, wrapped in a quilt, curled up in the corner of the bed.

"What happened?" I walked over to check. As soon as I approached the bed, a smell of pissing came to my face.

Looking at the wet marks on the bed, this guy was actually scared to pee.

"I...I..." Zhang Dacheng was still trembling, the quilt was covered with his head, revealing only a pale face, "I have a nightmare."

I looked at him contemptuously, covered my mouth and nose with my hands, and did not hide my dislike for him.

I have never seen Zhang Dacheng look arrogant and domineering in the village, but I was fortunate to see him look embarrassed when he was scared to pisses.

Of course, under the description of Aunt San and Mrs. Zhang, Zhang Dacheng, who is used to being a bully in the village, is not worthy of sympathy at all.

"Just dreaming, I won't be scared to pee." The stereotype has been generated in my mind, so I didn't have a good tone to him, "I'll go out first if I have nothing to do."

He probably didn't want to stay in the house alone. When he saw me going to walk, he crawled in front of me, revealing his already wet pants.

The expression looks a bit intriguing.

I still covered my mouth and nose and kept retreating.

After all, he is also a living person. No matter how many things he has done before, I cannot make up for it and do more indifferent things like him.

"Get you a basin of hot water?" I can only do so much, don't expect me to serve him and wash his dirty pants.

"No, no, you go out for me! It's not the turn of outsiders to take care of my family's affairs..."

He was obviously scared and trembling, but he still didn't forgive him. It was really easy to change his country and nature was hard to change.

The little bit of sympathy that had just developed was instantly extinguished. I snorted coldly, and left the room with a sentence: "I don't know the right thing."

I wanted to check the locust tree in front of the main house window again, but the red light it had before was gone.

I saw some strange things in my eyes and turned my head away, and found that there were also two bloody handprints printed on the window of the bedroom of the main house.

I obviously didn't before entering the house.

There were curtains hanging on the main house, and I couldn't see the situation outside. I guess the bloody handprint was printed after I entered the house.

Lying on the window, just like what I saw in Mrs. Zhang’s daughter’s house before, it wanted to peek at the every move of the people in the house.

After taking two bloody handprints with my mobile phone, there was no action I could do for the time being. I could only walk around the yard twice. After not finding any abnormalities, I temporarily returned to Mrs. Zhang’s daughter’s room.

But I can no longer enjoy the house like nothing, but instead moved a chair and sat in front of the window, and my phone was fixed in front of the window facing the locust tree outside, monitoring the movements around the locust tree.

The occurrence of supernatural phenomena always brings some dangers. For nothing else, just for the reputation I just made, it is impossible for Zhang Dacheng to have any accidents in the business I took over.

Thinking of that intriguing expression...

It always feels too hasty to smash my job for someone who has heard that he has not seen the facts with his own eyes.

I always feel bored if I stare at a place for a long time. In addition to a mobile phone, I am also recording videos of Huaishu. My entertainment projects are almost zero.

I usually try to sleep in haunted houses, and I have several cameras to shoot at the same time. My phone is only used when patrolling the room. I usually watch TV series, videos, or play games when I am bored.

What's more, when there are situations, the first situation starts from midnight, and this time, the first situation occurs at around 8 o'clock.

This indicates that tonight is not simple, and I can only wait for the rabbit.

If you don’t want to record the video, just look at me. I’ll use my phone to listen to music, even if I recite scriptures.

Time passed minute by minute, and my eyes were still looking out the window, but all my attention was attracted by the scripture audio played by my mobile phone.

The scriptures are usually not very long, and because the scriptures are written in ancient vertical style, it seems that there are many pages in a book, but in fact there are not many words on each page.

I read a sentence in the audio, and I followed him. I wonder if it was because I read the scriptures, but there was no abnormal situation in the yard.

I just recite it until dawn tomorrow, nothing will happen, and I can't be more idle.

I paused the audio and planned to rest for half an hour before continuing. I looked at the watch and it was so good that it was already past ten o'clock.

"ah--"

Another shrill scream, I stood up from the chair with a shiver and looked out the window, with nothing unusual.

It was Zhang Dacheng's shouting again.
To be continued...