The Exorcist

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Xiao Xia yelled and jumped aside and turned her head to see that she was just Lazy San.

"Boss Lan, you want to scare me to death!" Xiao Xia stroked her chest. Seeing Lan San drinking so much that I can’t stand still and I don’t know where I fell. In the winter, I won’t be injured, but my clothes are unspeakably dirty and his vomit is stained on his clothes. The wind blows away. This is where the smell comes from.

Xiao Xia pinched her nose and walked away a little bit without realizing that she almost retreated to the basement passage in order to avoid Lan San. "Boss Lan, I would advise you that drinking so much wine will hurt you."

"Come out!" Lan San suddenly yelled and Xiao Xia shrank and didn't know who he called out. She saw that Lan San was not drunk at all at this moment, as if she was awake from the shock for an instant, and pointed her pale face.

"Don't go inside!" He said suddenly rushing over and grabbed Xiao Xia out.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Xia was frightened by his expression, and asked in horror regardless of the filth on his body.

Lan San stared at the passageway in the basement with a pale face and did not speak. Xiaoxia followed his gaze to see that there was nothing but the dark passageway that made people feel a little trembling.

"Can't I go there while visiting the house?"

"Can't go!" Lazy San said nervously, "I tell you, girls, don't run into it-haunted!" He said the last two words very quietly and almost closed Xiaoxia's ears and eyes. Gu Lulu turned around.

"Ghost?" Xiao Xia was a little scared, not so much that he believed what he said, it was his frightened and mysterious expression, and the cool breeze blowing to Xiao Xia's neck made her even more scared. "I only wanted to go in after hearing someone talking inside. ."

"Someone is talking?" Lazy San almost sat on the ground in shock.

"I'm not so sure that it seems to be a man and a woman."

Lazy San shrank first and then suddenly yelled, "A man and a woman! A man and a woman! It's the murderous soul! They come to harm me too! Have the ability to take revenge, why bully Lao Tzu?!" Alcohol and indignation stimulated His guts made him desperate for a moment, pointing to the passage in the basement and yelling, although he still didn't dare to take a step closer.

He was messed up enough, yet he came to bully him for no reason! He couldn't understand why a lot of inexplicable things happened in a clean house. The police said it was a murder. It was rumored that it was haunted by haunting, and he shattered his hopeless but peaceful life. Did he do something damaging to the world? He deserves to be unlucky?

"Don't go there to hear it!" He blushed at the frightened Xiao Xia, posing as a big man, thinking proudly after all, after all, he just pulled this naive chick out of the entrance of the basement.

Xiaoxia nodded indiscriminately and ran to the stairs quickly. She could be regarded as seeing how terrible a drunk man was.

It’s too weird to ask the company to change her place tomorrow, or stay away as soon as possible. She doesn’t want to encounter ghost incidents again, otherwise she will have to trouble Ruan Zhan. She now understands that Ruan Zhan is eager to live a peaceful life, whether he is self-enclosed or hates life, maybe she should think of other ways to help him instead of forcing him to intervene in these spiritual events for no reason.

Thinking of Ruan Zhan, her heart was hot and suddenly remembered that he once mentioned to her that when a person was about to die, people with eyesight would see the death on his face. Thinking about this, she subconsciously looked downstairs and happened to see Lan San Shang's look.

Since he was tilting his head up, from the perspective of Xiaoxia, who was standing at the corner of the stairs, the most prominent thing was his face-pale, swollen, and covered with a faint gray eye. Heavy shadows. He smiled at Xiao Xia and grinned, but Xiao Xia only felt gloomy and weird and scared all the way back to the room.

I hope she read it wrong, hope he will have nothing to do tomorrow, anyway, he will move!

She locked the door tightly and pulled out from her bag the gift of Ruan Zhan that she had taken care of-those spells decided to do some preparatory work to plaster the entire room with a dozen spells.

She didn't know if she should use glue to try to paste a piece on the door and found that the charm can automatically be attached to the object, so she climbed up the stack of tables and chairs on the doors and windows, walls, bed corners, ground, and even the roof. After two, she didn't feel relieved until the whole room was surrounded by spells.

She posted the remaining one on the TV to prevent Sadako from crawling out!

She was bored in her room without going out all night listening to the sound of footsteps passing back and forth on the wooden floor on the third floor.

First, the Japanese named Kenji Okamura paused when he passed the door of Xiaoxia's room with steady and light steps, as if he was hesitating to knock on the door to say hello but finally left. This made Xiaoxia breathe a sigh of relief. She didn't like the Japanese feeling that he was a little bit invisible, but she was embarrassed because she was a big country and citizen who was a helper of etiquette and had to maintain a good demeanor. If he doesn't take the initiative to talk to her, she will be much easier.

Kenji Okamura didn't come out again when he returned to the room. Like Xiaoxia, he was stuffed in the room all night and there was no sound. Even the sound when he closed the door was small.

Then there was the footsteps of Sister Wang. Contrary to the Japanese, she walked and made noises in the quiet night. She is a responsible rural woman. Recently, there are too few hotel guests. Lazy San gives her not much money. She urgently needs an income to support her family, so Lazy San allows her to go to the market during the day and sell vegetables as long as she can clean the room when the guests go out at night. Just prepare dinner. She was probably grateful that Laan San treated her so that she would clean the other rooms every night even if no one was staying.

Most of the footsteps Xiaoxia heard all night came from the busy sister Wang.

The last is Lazy San's footsteps.

At that time, Xiaoxia had fallen asleep and heard Lan San's irregular and heavy footsteps coming upstairs and then the sound of glass breaking. She guessed that it was a broken wine bottle but did not dare to go out to confirm it. Fortunately, Lazy San went to the attic afterwards and Xiaoxia fell asleep again without making a sound.

Lan San was not as lucky as she could not sleep anymore.

Just now he yelled at Jiujin, although he felt very happy, but after all he was a timid man and became scared after he woke up a little. He sat blankly for a while, then ran out to drink and only now came back.

Sure enough, he was brave enough to enter the building in the dark. When he walked through the hall on the first floor, he felt no hair. It seemed that he had never been a perverted murderer or a murderer. But in the case of a wine bug like him, Jiu Jin quickly passed away, and he felt the fear of the soul again before he fell asleep.

It seems that the wind is blowing.

He felt the flow of air in the attic, thinking that maybe he should change the room, anyway, there is no one living here, so why bother yourself. The old man said it well: big holes in needles fight big winds. It is not obvious in other seasons that the difference is noticed when the wind blows in winter.

In a daze, he felt that the cold had soaked into the room and couldn't tell which direction it came from. It was just that the cold penetrated through the walls with a little bit of dampness. He wrapped the quilt tightly, but the cold still made him shiver.

"Damn tomorrow, I will move to the Japanese devil's place for him to change one--" He cursed in a low voice but suddenly shut his mouth and stared at the opposite wall with wide eyes.

A strange change appeared on the moonlit wall. Pieces of black shadows came out like blossoming mushrooms burrowing out of the ground after the rain. However, these mushrooms are of different sizes and shapes, and their colors are getting deeper and deeper, as if water is soaked in, and then they begin to move slowly and concentratedly in one direction, and finally they become a human form!

The child's body shape, but he couldn't see his eyebrows, and the whole body was black, and walked down from the wall as if he was free.

Lan San was so scared that he couldn't scream out, only holding the things next to him and threw it at the shadow. But everything passed through and fell directly onto the opposite wall.

Pillows, drinking glasses, alarm clocks, ashtrays--

The crackling sound of the ‘crackling’ object sounded so sharply at night, it was so harsh at night, but Lan San found out that no one in this building seemed to hear it, only the little ghost figure suffocated and continued to approach.

what to do? Must escape!

He turned his consciousness into action and hurriedly got out of bed, trying to drive away before the ghost could catch him.

He slept in the attic, so his door was actually just a movable wooden board on the floor. As long as he lifted it up, he could jump down to find someone for help. He fell to the ground and grabbed the hoop on the plank, pulling it up desperately.

A round object under the wooden board was hanging there, looking up and close at hand with Laan San's face lying on the ground-it was a human head but no eyebrows, just a few **** holes in a ball.

"It's your turn!" There was a hard voice from the head.

Lan San was so frightened that before he could react, he felt a chill in his back and was dragged back to the bed with a strong force.

He quickly got up and threw things to the back arm in vain, but he didn't have any ‘weapons’ anymore, but the throwing was just the motion of a mechanical arm. His bewildered behavior made the little ghost laugh horribly.

Taking advantage of the little devil's distraction, he opened the window and wanted to jump down regardless of the danger that he was above the third floor. But he forgot how small the attic window was, how big his figure was, and he was stuck in mid-air, so he struggled so desperately. The iron bars of the window were held firmly in his stomach so that he could not get out again. Can't go back.

In mid-air he saw the street lights on the lonely street outside the courtyard lighted weakly and downstairs was the small flowerbed of the house, while he was desperately waiting for death. UU Reading www.uukahnshu.com

He has never felt that death is so close. The view in front of him may be the last glance in his life.

He felt a chubby thing on the lower half of his body that was left in the room bumping up and down as if the head was biting him. The little ghost on the outer eaves wall sometime came out and crawled on the wall like a gecko to face him. .

"It's your turn!" It said the same thing.

"Why?" He finally asked what was the reason for all this.

"Because I like to kill!"

Lan San just felt a cold waist and subconsciously understood what had happened.

Surprise, fear, and anger flooded his heart together.

"A **** who has cut off children and grandchildren! Grandpa, I'm waiting for you in hell!"

In the face of death, this timid and useless man who had spent his entire life finally spoke the most heroic and masculine language of his life.