Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

Take a big breath of fresh air.

Joan felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

Just like that, a burst of tiredness struck.

In a daze, Qiao An fell asleep.

however.

Just when she was about to fall asleep.

In the ear, there was a faint cry suddenly.

"Joan~Joan~"

The voice is very ethereal, as if floating in the air.

Joan suddenly shivered and woke up with a start.

Her complexion became ugly.

Breathing is also a little short.

"Who?"

Joan subconsciously spoke.

"Joan~ open the door~ I'm so cold~"

The voice was still passing into Joan's ears intermittently.

A chill came directly from the soles of her feet to the heavenly inspiration.

Fear coming from all directions enveloped her whole body.

She opened her eyes wide and stared out the window.

Just now.

A figure appeared outside the window without warning!

The windows in rural areas are made of wood, covered with white paper.

Under the moonlight, you can vaguely see things outside.

silhouette.

He was lying on the window, looking inside, and kept saying, "Joan~ I'm your grandma~ Why didn't you open the door for me~ Why didn't you open the door for me~"

The voice, with deep resentment, hit Joan's heart hard.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

One click, one click.

grandmother? ! !

She even said it was her grandma! !

It's impossible, absolutely impossible! !

Grandma is dead! !

She saw it with her own eyes!

And it has already been buried!

Impossible to appear here!

Then there is only one possibility——

It's a ghost! !

Thinking of the word ghost, Joan's face became even more ugly.

Bang bang bang!Bang bang bang!Bang bang bang!

Before Joan came back to his senses.

The figure outside began to slap on the window frantically.

The window trembled when she slapped it.

It looks like it's going to be overwhelmed!

Joan grabbed the quilt and covered his head completely.

as predicted.

This method is indeed effective.

As soon as it was covered, there was no one outside and no sound.

Joan's heart was beating wildly.

Fear, like the tide, wrapped her tightly.

She didn't dare to relax.