good night mr ghost

Despite his lover's suspicious eyes, Mr. Ghost didn't change his face, "It wasn't like this just now."

"Hmph!" Xiao Jiang puffed up her cheeks, expressing that she didn't believe this smelly man.

Mr. Ghost looked around, pointed at the dining table, and said, "Just now, there was a woman lying on it, who had been dead for a long time."

"But why not now?" Jiang Chenyi felt that men would not be so boring, so he deliberately frightened him.

Mr. Ghost looked around, "Perhaps turning on the light triggered the illusion? You only need to destroy the core, and it will become what it was before, right?"

Following Mr. Ghost's words, things around him began to explode.

With a crisp sound, everything that could be destroyed in the house was destroyed.

Even the fluffy blanket on the ground shattered with the sound of tearing.

Xiao Jiang: "..."

What exactly went wrong?

Is it dissatisfaction with desire?

Well, Mr. Ghost is supposed to be a gentle and polite person, why is he using violence to solve the problem now?

But violence is a very good means.

The scenery in front of me began to distort.

Then another completely different picture unfolded.

The light is still gentle, but the scenery displayed is not so gentle.

Everything else is the same, still clean and tidy.

But there was a woman lying on the dining table. Her flesh had rotted away, exposing the white bones inside. Some unknown objects, black flocs, were left on the table and the bones.

As for why it turned out to be a woman, maybe it was her long hair floating not far from Xiao Jiang.

Even if the person is dead, the black hair is still intact.

Xiao Jiang tries to keep smiling, keep smiling, there is nothing to be afraid of, right, it is much better than the bloody scenes in those horror movies.

Just a corpse.

Jiang Chenyi's legs and feet were weak, and as he grabbed his man, his voice unconsciously turned into tears.

"Lou Di, woo." The young man pulled his clothes pitifully, like a timid little animal, trying to seek shelter.

Jiang Chenyi, what kind of animal does it look like?

Mr. Ghost began to diverge his thinking, feeling that Chen Yi was more like a little hedgehog.

That kind looks sharp, but when you get closer, you will find that the soft thorns are not pricking at all.

After the initial resistance and timidity have been washed by time, he will take the initiative to show his soft belly to those close to him, praying for comfort.

Meng Loudi touched the young man's head, his voice was gentle and scary, "It's okay, don't be afraid, she won't get up, she's just a corpse."

Hearing Mr. Ghost's words, Jiang Chenyi was even more afraid.

If, what if you really get up? !

Hey, hey, I don't want to stay here anymore, I'm about to have a heart attack.

But it's too late to back down now.

Jiang Chenyi took a few deep breaths, calmed himself down, and said, "So, let's go and have a look now?"

I don't know what's wrong with the ghosts here, but they want to put the corpse here.

The two walked over, and Mr. Ghost looked at the corpse seriously.

The female corpse was rotten beyond belief, and there was still a small swelling in her chest, maybe it was the heart.

A knife was stuck in the abdomen of the corpse, a rusty kitchen knife.

This may be the cause of death.

But several bones were broken.

"It looks so miserable." After Xiao Jiang calmed down, she gave a very calm evaluation.

I don't know what happened, but it looks pretty miserable.

"Evil is rewarded with evil, and good is rewarded with good. Maybe you have done something unforgivable."

Mr. Ghost said calmly, pointing to the plate under the corpse, "But why did you throw the person on the dining table? It seems there are still dishes."

Very strange.

Xiao Jiang swallowed her saliva, and said her guess, "Maybe, that ghost didn't appear because he wanted us to see what happened here?"

"Maybe, then, Chen Yi, shall we continue down?"

"Let's go to another house and have a look."

The two walked to another closed door.

After the wooden door was opened and the two disappeared, the half-hidden door was gently pushed open.

The little white cloth bag looked at everything in the room, and when it saw the flying black hair, it paused, and then slowly closed the door.

The room Jiang Chenyi and Meng Loudi entered again was the kitchen.

There is no illusion here, everything is covered with dust, and it seems that no one has been here for a long time.

No weird smells, or rotten ingredients either.

It should have been dealt with.

There is nothing to see, but there is a buttoned up photo in the corner of the room.

In the photo is a chubby woman with jet-black hair, smiling with a dignified posture.

It looks like someone from a rich family, but I'm not sure what kind of existence she is.

If it is the master, the dress is very simple, if it is the servant, the woman who can take black and white photos 100 years ago is really a commoner?

The two continued walking.

When I opened the door again, I saw three single beds, a window, and a low table.

It seems to be the servants' room, which means that besides the master's house, there are at least three servants here.

Xiao Jiang didn't intend to touch these people's things.

The two looked around casually and left here.

Meng Loudi walked forward slowly, and said as he walked, "What do you want us to see?"

No one responded.

But Xiao Jiang knew that Mr. Ghost was talking to the owner here.

Talk to the ghost that didn't know it was hiding there.

Thinking about it that way, it's kind of scary.

The two pushed open a door again, which was also the servant's room, but it seemed to be a higher-level single room.

The tables and chairs were clean, and there was a yellowed diary spread out on the table.

Very eye-catching notebook.

Jiang Chenyi looked at the diary and felt that it was a key clue.

However, things that are placed there so carelessly, shouldn't they be moved?

Mr. Ghost also saw the book and asked, "Would you like to take a look? It seems to be a prop in the escape room game."

Xiao Jiang took a step back, looked at her lover vigilantly, and said, "But we are in a haunted house now, what if something weird is summoned?"

This is not a simple room escape game, but a haunted house escape!

"It doesn't matter, even if something really comes out, I will protect Chen Yi." Mr. Ghost said with a smile.

Indeed, his Mr. Ghost looks really strong.

With a strong backing, Jiang Chenyi looked at the diary again, swallowed, and walked over as if driven by the great curiosity in his body.

With slightly trembling hands, he picked up the diary, which seemed to be written with a pen, and it was still a little blurry.

Mr. Ghost stood behind him and said in a low voice: "Then, Chen Yi, let's take a look together, what's written here?"

The young man turned the diary to the first page.

The handwriting is very regular, and it seems that from the ink color, one can feel how serious and old-fashioned the person who wrote these words is.

This diary seems to be written in leisure time, intermittently, just recording the owner's state of mind and doubts.

1903 8 Month 7 Day.

Although it's a bit ridiculous, I did fall into the situation of being a slave to a servant.

Maybe it's because I'm really very elegant, and I seem to be very educated, and the old lady appointed me as a babysitter.

Today is my first day in office.

When I saw that child, he was really not likable, so cowardly, tsk.

The others looked like it.

When I save enough money, I will go to a higher school.

Hope everything goes well.

1903 8 Month 8 Day.

Although she was the child's caretaker, the child's aunt didn't seem to like me being near him.

Probably because I just came here.

The noble lady is a little strange.

Maybe it's because she lost her husband a long time ago, so she can only live under the fence?

True, but the cook's meal is still delicious.

That child, tsk, is really spoiled and spoiled. He is actually a picky eater, picking and choosing at the dining table, which makes me upset.

Cowardly, and without the etiquette of being a child of everyone.

......

1903 9 Month 3 Day.

That child... sometimes looks at me with a very strange look.

It's impossible not to care.

By the way, isn't that Mrs. Shen too strange?

Moreover, I also discovered that the child was injured, what happened?

The servants at home are also a little strange. They seem to be wary of me all the time. Is there anything I can't find out?

......

1903 10 Month 13 Day.

It's finally confirmed, this group of people is really too much!

When the child's parents come back, I will definitely tell the story!

Didn't his parents find out about this? !

How irresponsible!

That, that child, is so distressing, so pitiful, how can he be so lovable.

Xiao Jiang looked at this page, pointed to the first line, and said, "What does he mean? Was that child abused?"

Looking at the records in the diary, Xiao Jiang could see this.

At least, in the master's diary, this point was implicitly pointed out.

Mr. Ghost looked at the youth's pink fingertips, and nodded casually, "Maybe."

Xiao Jiang took a deep breath and continued to scroll down.

The next handwriting became disordered, and large drops of ink smeared on the paper.

1903 10 Month 15 Day.

I thought, maybe, someone came into my room, maybe...

The phone here was taken away, completely disconnected from the outside world.

There are also some strange people wandering outside the house.

Damn, it's time to hide the notebook...

I don't dare to rest now, I'm afraid, they will kill people to silence them.

It's okay if I die, but what should that child do?

will die too...

Xiao Jiang brushed over the last line with her fingertips, feeling a tremor from the bottom of her heart.

It's scary, it's scary, something terrible will happen, right?

The real horror can come from everything, what you see and feel, text and pictures, as well as your own fantasy and unknown.

Jiang Chenyi swallowed.

Mr. Ghost felt his lover's fear, he hugged the young man, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, nothing will happen."

Jiang Chenyi raised his head, "A terrible thing happened here."

Who is that corpse lying on the dining table?

"But, it's all over, don't worry." Mr. Ghost kissed his forehead and comforted him softly.