scary nursery rhyme

The woman stood at the door, her head almost touching the door frame, and she looked much taller.

Lu Ling stood far outside the door. The woman ignored her and walked straight towards the morgue, blocking the only way out.

There was no longer a long knife in her hand, and her thick fingers held it weakly, but she still looked very terrifying.

The woman glanced at Sun Ziren's body, her white and miserable eyeballs were blood red, and a strong hatred was revealed from her eyes. She opened her mouth, and an angry growl came out of her throat, like a man in a deep mountain. of evil beasts.

Huang Yizhuo took a few steps back and tried his best to calmly say, "What should I do?"

The woman would not give them a chance to discuss, she closed the door, only her toes touched the ground when she walked, and her tall body quickly pressed over.

Lin Xingyun picked up a dead body and threw it towards the woman forcefully, hitting the woman's head. The woman stopped moving forward and grabbed the head of the dead body with her palm. After a while, the crisp sound of bones sounded in her hand.

"Open the door!"

Lu Ling, who was outside, was so anxious that she pulled on the doorknob with all her strength, but the door remained motionless despite all her strength. She patted on the door panel and shouted anxiously, "The door can't be opened! It can't be opened!!"

The door panel was slammed, Huang Yizhuo kicked it a few times, and found that the originally thin door was stuck on the exit as if it had been filled with lead.

It seemed that this woman had made up her mind to keep them all here.

Lin Xingyun's heart sank slightly, and he realized that this matter could not be done well. He took out the yellow silk that he had always carried with him. He had no other tools at hand, so he could only bite his fingers, and flexibly drew blood-colored lines on the yellow silk.

Bai Yangyang was the closest to him, looking at the seemingly disorderly lines, he felt a little familiar.

Lin Xingyun continued to move, "Give me 1 minute."

Bai Yangyang protected Lin Xingyun behind him, stared at the woman with the light of the mobile phone, and thought to himself that she must not be allowed to approach.

The woman grinned grimly, her hands were covered with red, white and white marks, she wandered around and walked towards Huang Yizhuo.

Huang Yizhuo put the unconscious Li Xia in the corner of the wall, and was kicking the door fiercely with his legs up and down. He didn't expect that the female ghost had come behind him, and she pressed Huang Yizhuo's head with her palm.

Huang Yizhuo felt that the blood was drawn from his whole body in an instant, and the big hand on his head was like a piece of hard iron. As long as the woman exerted a little force, his head would be crushed directly.

Bai Yangyang's eyes were about to burst, he shouted to be careful, and followed Lin Xingyun's example and threw a corpse over.

Bai Yangyang's action was more effective than Lin Xingyun's. The woman looked at the thing that hit her back and was instantly irritated. She actually gave up Huang Yizhuo, who was about to get her, and rushed towards Bai Yangyang.

"F*ck, shit!" Huang Yizhuo escaped by chance, collapsed on the ground, looked down, and met the eyes of Sun Ziren Wushen who was thrown over by Bai Yangyang.

Huang Yizhuo: "..." No wonder the woman was so angry.

Bai Yangyang stared blankly at the aggressive female ghost for a moment. He subconsciously wanted to run to a safe place, but then thought that Lin Xingyun was still behind him, so he gritted his teeth and ran towards the corner farthest from Lin Xingyun.

Because of her abnormal height, the woman's movements are not particularly flexible, Bai Yangyang fights and retreats, dodging around in the woman's attack range, picking up a corpse from time to time to block in front of him.

But even so, Bai Yangyang's hand was still more or less stained, and when he retreated to the corner, the woman grabbed his forearm. If Huang Yizhuo hadn't arrived in time, Bai Yangyang felt that this arm would be torn off directly.

Fighting with ghosts is a completely different concept from fighting with people. After only a few tens of seconds, Bai Yangyang felt exhausted, his heart was beating violently, and he couldn't use his strength, but he kept restraining the female ghost and prevented her from going anywhere. Lin Xingyun took a step in that direction.

Lin Xingyun gritted his teeth slightly.

Huang Yizhuo was panting beside him.

The female ghost never knew how to get tired, and she launched an attack again.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Xingyun made the last stroke, and the yellow silk seemed to gain vitality, and flew to the back of the female ghost with a whistling sound.

The female ghost paused and her expression became distorted.

"Ahhhhhhh-"

A blue flame suddenly ignited on her body, she let out a hoarse scream, her tall body collapsed to the ground, and soon turned into a pool of blood.

The dust has settled.

The three watched the miserable scene quietly.

Lin Xingyun wiped his finger that was still bleeding, and Ruyu's skin looked a little fairer.

After the woman turned into blood, the doors of patients in the ward not far away cheered and screamed. Lu Ling twisted the doorknob, and the door, which could not be opened at all, opened easily.

The sky turned pale, and no one asked why the sun rose at midnight.

"Let's go." Lin Xingyun said lightly: "You can leave now."

Bai Yangyang felt a weightless dizziness, and his body could not help but slipped to the ground. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the dilapidated windows and the dust dancing under the golden sunlight.

Lin Xingyun smiled slightly, Bai Yangyang's figure was reflected in his pupils, as well as the tiny light in his eyes.

They returned to the room in the abandoned hospital in reality.

Just as Lu Ling and Huang Yizhuo opened their eyes, they touched the rusty old hospital bed in astonishment, feeling the warmth brought by the sun, and felt as if they had passed away for a while.

Li Xia was still lightly asleep.

The ground covered with thin dust was scattered with the paper and pens that Lu Ling had used in the previous live broadcast, but the most conspicuous thing was a small wooden sign lying quietly on the ground.

The first time Bai Yangyang saw the wooden card, his first reaction was that Lin Xingyun didn't care to hold the kid's card properly in his haste, so he dropped it on the ground.

Lin Xingyun knew what he was thinking, and took out an identical card in front of him, reached out and picked up the card on the ground and put it together, explaining: "This time there are two cards."

Bai Yangyang touched the two cards in Lin Xingyun's palm. They were both cold to the bone, and there was no difference. He smiled, "It's not a loss this time!"

Lin Xingyun closed his palms and held Bai Yangyang's hand between his fingers. He disagreed with Bai Yangyang's statement, "But you were injured."

Bai Yangyang's injuries were flesh and blood wounds from the fight with the female ghost. It looked terrifying, but he would heal within a few days. He was not a delicate person, and he didn't utter a word of pain during the whole process, but he didn't expect Lin Xingyun will also notice.

Bai Yangyang pulled down his sleeves to cover up the bruise tightly, feeling a little nervous for no reason, "I, I'm fine..."

Lin Xingyun raised his eyebrows, "It really doesn't hurt?"

Bai Yangyang nodded hastily, and licked his dry lips, "I'm not afraid of pain."

"Aren't you afraid of pain?" Lin Xingyun's eyes fell on his glistening lips, his eyes were dark, "It's good not to be afraid."

Bai Yangyang lowered his head and missed Lin Xingyun's meaningful eyes, but Huang Yizhuo and Lu Ling were not blind.

Lu Ling looked at the beautiful man in front of him who was not inferior to the stars, and he was still a little unwilling. He understood that Lin Xingyun looked gentle and pure, but he was actually a cut black, and Bai Yangyang was not easy to provoke. Say it again.

Huang Yizhuo, the single dog of ten thousand years, broke down and scratched his messy hair, feeling like he had received a critical blow of [-] points.

Fortunately, Lin Xingyun still grasped his sense of proportion, turned his head and resumed his business-like attitude, settled the only Li Xia who was still in a coma, had a meal with Bai Yangyang to replenish his strength, and then opened a room without stopping.

He didn't take a shower in the hospital for a few days, and the sweat on his body was completely dry. Bai Yangyang felt uncomfortable all over, so the first thing he did when he stayed in the hotel was to take a hot shower.

After washing, his whole body felt refreshed. The special faint fragrance in the hotel made Bai Yangyang feel very sleepy. Bai Yangyang charged his phone, and fell asleep lying on his stomach.

Lin Xingyun came out of the bathroom, and after drying his hair, he found that Bai Yangyang was already snoring on his stomach.

He was afraid that Bai Yangyang would sleep uncomfortably, so he gently turned Bai Yangyang over.

Bai Yangyang slept like a pig, and the bathrobe wasn't fastened tightly, it just hung loosely on his body, unable to fall off.

He unconsciously tore off his bathrobe and scratched under his collarbone.

Lin Xingyun stared at Bai Yangyang's exposed chest, and was stunned.

Bai Yangyang's dream was still very sweet, he dreamed of a man holding him in his arms, gentle but not refusing, they kissed passionately, a shuddering desire came out of the soft lips touching.

Bai Yangyang was so kissed that he couldn't breathe, a little dissatisfied, he couldn't help but raised his head and moaned.

Lifting his head slightly, his neck was completely exposed, drawing a fragile and sexy arc. After all, Lin Xingyun couldn't bear to wake Bai Yangyang, so he just leaned over and lightly bit his Adam's apple.

On Bai Yangyang's arm was the mark left by the female ghost, a large bruise of handprints, Lin Xingyun took a deep breath, got up and took out the ointment prepared in advance, and rubbed it on him.

When it hurts, Bai Yangyang will frown and moan, Lin Xingyun's slender fingers pressed on the center of Bai Yangyang's eyebrows, smoothing the wrinkles caused by frowning, and said softly: "Go to sleep."

All good dreams.