Shh, don't wake them up

When Miao Xuan went downstairs in the morning, Mama Wu was coming out of the kitchen with breakfast. Seeing him, she warmly invited him to come down for dinner.

Miao Xuan responded with a smile as if nothing had happened, sat down at the dining table, picked up the porridge and started drinking.

Fang Yimin then also went downstairs, saw that Miao Xuan was eating well, looked at him unexpectedly, and said softly: "I thought you would lose your appetite today."

Miao Xuan took a bite of the fritters and shrugged: "You can't be hungry, can you?"

Fang Yimin's gaze under the lens was very gentle, and he asked with a smile, "You seem to be afraid of being hungry?"

"That's right." Miao Xuan peeled an egg, "You've never been really hungry, have you? You're so hungry that you can eat anything." At the end, his voice became deep and deep.

Fang Yimin looked at him, and said with some pity: "Sorry."

Miao Xuan waved his hands heartlessly, and said with a smile, "I'm lying to you, how could a person like me be hungry."

"Hey, I almost forgot to ask." He pointed in the direction of the kitchen, "You already knew they were like this, but why did you keep them here?"

The smile on Fang Yimin's face faded, and there was deep pain in his eyes: "I have dismissed the people in the villa since the strange incident happened. Xie Bo and Wu Ma have no one at home, and they have nowhere to go. They took care of me when I was young. , I can't abandon them, besides..."

"Besides, they only do that at night, right?" Miao Xuan quickly replied, "But I looked at them yesterday, and they don't look like they are possessed by resentful spirits."

Fang Yimin raised his head suddenly: "What do you mean?"

Miao Xuan: "I'm not sure either."

After breakfast, Miao Xuan originally planned to go for a walk outside, but as soon as he opened the door, the rain came in, and it was raining.

So he took an indoor walk.

About half an hour later, the rain stopped, the door was opened, and Xie Bo walked in. He put away the black umbrella and hung it in the place where it was specially placed.

Perhaps because of the heavy rain, half of Xie Bo's shoulders were wet, and the rain wet his sleeves, leaving watermarks on the black suit.

He walked past Miao Xuan and nodded politely to him. Miao Xuan returned the salute, his eyes swept over him, and when he saw his hand, he frowned imperceptibly.

He followed Xie Bo carefully, and seeing him enter a room, he approached cautiously, and heard Xie Bo's voice coming from inside, "My clothes are wrinkled, please help me iron them."

Mama Wu: "OK."

The door was not closed tightly, and Miao Xuan could see inside. He held his breath, and saw Wu Ma took out an iron, connected it to the electric heater, and began to iron carefully. But the problem was, what she ironed was not the sleeves, but Xie Bo's arm, as he saw just now, Xie Bo's arm is full of wrinkles, like paper wet with water.

He quietly left the door.

After finding Fang Yimin, Miao Xuan said seriously, "Are you sure they are still human?"

Fang Yimin's pupils shrank slightly, and said, "What?"

"I'll make sure in a while, just watch and don't interfere."

Fang Yimin lowered his eyes to think, and said, "Okay."

"And you do me a favor, you call them out and talk to them to distract them."

"it is good."

Fang Yimin called out the two people as he said, and Miao Xuan walked behind them as if nothing had happened, bit his fingertips, dripped a drop on each of them, and said in a low voice: "Break!"

The two of them immediately let out a shrill scream, and they trembled all over. Fang Yiming clenched his fists tightly, seeing Miao Xuan cast a trusting look at him, he forcibly restrained himself.

The two of them were shaking, and their bodies began to shrink, getting smaller and smaller, and finally there were only two sets of clothes left on the ground.

Miao Xuan stepped forward and took out two palm-sized paper figurines from his clothes. He looked at them, frowned in disgust, and handed them to Fang Yimin.

Fang Yiming took it: "This is?"

"A method that is not popular, who did you offend?"

"I don't know, what about the real Xie Bo and Wu Ma?"

Miao Xuan: "The paper figurines contain their souls."

Fang Yimin was silent, his eyes were red, and he squeezed the paper figurine in his hand.

Miao Xuan: "I will give them salvation, my condolences."

After the transcendence was completed, Fang Yimin disappeared for a while, and when he appeared with a box in his hand, he asked in a low voice, "Mr. I won't be back until tomorrow, you...will you go with me?"

Miao Xuan looked up from the mobile game: "I won't go, you pay attention to safety."

Another day passed in a blink of an eye, and Miao Xuan casually cooked a pot of noodles and went upstairs after eating.

The clock downstairs rang seven times, and night came as promised.

Miao Xuan was calmly revising his manuscript. Last night he dreamed that his new book was selling well. He woke up with a smile this morning. He had just finished revising a chapter when he heard a voice coming from outside the door.

It sounded like something was rolling down on the floor, with a crisp sound.

Miao Xuan opened the door, and three small bodies were squatting on the stairs with their backs to him. He walked over gently, and they were half lying on the floor, playing with round beads in their hands. Marbles game.

A child hit the bullet and laughed happily, but that laughter sounded quite penetrating in this silent night.

The three little ghosts sensed Miao Xuan's arrival and all turned to look at him.

Miao Xuan took a deep breath, there were no eyes on their faces, only two dark eye holes, "seeing" him, he grinned, "Brother, come and play with us."

He was dragged to squat down by them, and Miao Xuan realized that it was his eyeballs that they flicked.

Looking at his empty hands, Miao Xuan thought, if he said there were no marbles to play, they might be able to pick out his eyeballs, so he curled up three fingers, showing only his thumb and little finger, and said, "Sorry!" Ah, I only have two fingers, so I'm afraid I can't play with you."

The little ghost tilted his head, seemed a little regretful, and then said, "Then brother, what can you do?"

Miao Xuan: "How about... let me compare you with [-]?"

The three ghosts fell silent at the same time.

Miao Xuan couldn't get through the conversation, and couldn't escape for a while. He noticed that these little ghosts had no grievances on them, they were just ordinary ghosts.

He thought about coming here, whoever to play with is not accompanying, so he planned to fool the children at will, and just find a chance to save them.

He pretended to ask casually, "Where did you come from?"

But the little ghost answered irrelevantly and asked: "Let's keep our voices down, there is a terrible person here, he will kill us."

he?or her?What's the meaning?Miao Xuan thought to himself.

He lost his mind, all the little ghosts stood up, grabbed him and walked out of the villa, happily said: "They are here, let's go out to play."

Miao Xuan went outside, and at some point a group of little ghosts came here, they were flying kites, the one Miao Xuan saw the first day.

He obviously didn't feel the wind, but the kite flew very high, and the kite string whirled and whirled until all the little ghosts clapped their hands and cheered.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and the kite string broke with a "bang".

They sighed in disappointment.

Miao Xuan thought that if they were still alive, they should be living happily.

At this time, a slightly older girl with shofar braids suggested that they play a game.

It’s okay to be fooled. If you really play games with them, you don’t know what will happen. Miao Xuanjing Xie Bumin, thinking about how to slip away while they are not paying attention, but his mind is in a daze for a moment. When he wakes up, he has already formed a circle with them. The circle game started.

"Throw a handkerchief, throw a handkerchief, gently put it behind the kid, don't tell him, hurry up and catch him, hurry up and catch him... Throw a handkerchief, throw a handkerchief..."

They clapped their hands and sang this nursery rhyme with extremely pious expressions on their faces. Miao Xuan was horrified to find that he was also singing along.

The little ghost who was thrown in the veil didn't realize it, and was finally punished to perform a show. As soon as he went up, a little girl covered her mouth and laughed: "Ah Qing, are you going to perform that show again?"

Ah Qing patted her head foolishly: "That's right."

The following performance made Miao Xuan never want to see it again, but the children next to him were very happy and urged to start the next round.

Miao Xuan wanted to get up, but his body didn't listen. The moon was so bright that it was abnormal, "Throw the handkerchief and put it gently behind the kid. Don't tell him, hurry up and catch him, hurry up!" Just grab him...throw the handkerchief..."

The child's voice is ethereal, and it is far and near, and Miao Xuan's palms are sweating. The horror of throwing the handkerchief lies in what you don't know. The tension will make you ignore everything around you. For example, at this time, Miao Xuan He didn't notice that the little ghosts around him gradually changed. They no longer had childlike smiles on their faces, and their blue and white faces became gloomy, staring straight at him.

He felt the strangeness behind him, and when he relaxed, the little ghosts had weird smiles on their faces. He was startled and was about to take precautions, but they suddenly changed their faces, as if they saw something more terrifying, screaming Flee everywhere.

Miao Xuan raised his head, facing the distorted face, "Dong Dong", two rattles sounded.

"Ghost Swallow is here, run!" the little ghost shouted while running.

Miao Xuan rolled on the ground to avoid the coming knife. The thing was wearing a cheongsam embroidered with swallows, holding a rattle in one hand, and dragging a huge knife in the other.

The knife brushed the ground, and Miao Xuan saw the sparks from the cut. He almost became immortal just now.

He ran very fast, but the sound of the rattle followed his shape and he couldn't shake it off. The faster he ran, the denser the sound of the rattle.

Miao Xuan's mind turned sharply, and after going around a corner, he kicked off the wall, jumped up from the ground, hugged the wall lamp outside the villa, and hung in mid-air.

He tried his best to slow down his breathing, the ghost chased him down, and the rattle didn't ring again, she listened quietly for a while, then walked away.

A little ghost reacted slowly and couldn't find a place to hide. He walked a few steps, and the rattle rang. Before he could react, he was chopped off in the middle by a big knife, and the scream pierced Miao Xuan's eardrum.

Ghost Swallow smiled sinisterly, and kept his hand until he chopped the little ghost into a puddle of minced meat.

After chopping, she began to look for the next target.

Miao Xuan watched her twisted limbs crawling quickly on the ground, her joints cracking, and every time she saw a little ghost, she chopped it up mercilessly, and the little ghost that was chopped into pieces was still wriggling and crying miserably .

He felt that his brain was starting to hurt, and his hands were a little sore. He moved slightly, "Dong Dong..." The drum sounded.

His heart skipped a beat, and the ghost swallow's neck on the ground bent at a strange angle. When it saw him, the corner of its mouth split open, revealing its black gums, and then it climbed up the wall like a gecko.

Miao Xuan yelled secretly, let go of his hands, fell to the ground lightly, and ran away.

The door of the villa can't be opened now, he can't get in, there is an unlucky little ghost to help him distract some ghost swallows, he goes around to the other side of the villa, there seems to be a small door there.

found it!He was overjoyed, opened the small door and walked in.

His heart was still in suspense, and when he saw the row of little devils sitting obediently with their knees hugged, he actually wanted to laugh inappropriately.

One person and many ghosts looked at each other, he pulled his hand across the neck and made a threatening gesture, the little ghosts nodded obediently.

The little ghost outside was almost finished by Ghost Swallow. She crawled around outside unwillingly, looking for the fish that slipped through the net. The people and ghosts inside the door tacitly kept silent, watching silently from the air vent under the door. The blood-stained sword passed in front of them over and over again.

The big-hearted Miao Xuan fell asleep in such an atmosphere.

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