When I become the official match of the full-level Tu Huang [Unlimited]

Yitu stared at her husband Kan Xingyuan's eyes a little sour, and the shadow standing behind him still didn't leave.

Not only did it not leave, but it was moving forward while shaking.

The cold breath slowly crawled across the skin like a snake, Yitu's breathing was as weak as possible, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

That thing knows there is someone on the bed.

Yitu's heart was beating more and more violently, Kan Xingyuan and he were both serious people, so they would definitely close the doors and windows of the house before going to bed.

What's more, their house is on the fifth floor, and there is a solid anti-theft window outside the window.

If it was a thief or a murderer, it was absolutely impossible for them to come in without making a sound and appear in the bedroom of the two of them out of thin air.

So at this moment, what is standing behind him?

Yitu stared at the shadow completely covering his head, a faint fishy smell entered his nostrils, and at the same time, a cold breath climbed up his neck.

Yitu choked for breath, the thing was about to stick to him!

Boundless fear and unknown horror will instantly paralyze people's nerves, and the moment they turn their heads to face it, it doesn't feel that bad.

Yitu and the pale grimace in front of him almost stuck together, but the distance was less than one centimeter.

The violent impact on the vision caused the consciousness to pull back reluctantly after a second or two.

This pale and terrifying grimace has no facial features, it looks like a flattened mirror, which is especially weird.

It was wearing the flowered shirt that Old Madam He had worn before she died, with her back bent and her neck stretched out to look at the two people on the big bed.

And Yitu's sudden turning of the head made it dull for a second, but soon it reacted, and the two ghost hands with sharp nails hanging by its side struck violently.

It wanted to grab the neck of the person in front of it, but Yitu's reaction was much quicker than he imagined.

The thing flew into the air, but the ghost hand left two holes more than an inch deep on the headboard of the bed where Yitu was just now, which was shocking.

Yitu felt a wave of fear, took advantage of the gap between Mrs. He's hand, picked up the pillow and slammed it on her head.

Originally, he wanted to make up for it, but the thing's reaction was too weird.

It didn't make any sound, even its body remained motionless, a bad premonition welled up in Yitu's heart.

The second the pillow fell to the floor, the headlights in the bedroom suddenly turned on with a "snap".

Yitu subconsciously closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes were slightly reddened by the strong light.

And when he opened his eyes again, Mrs. He was no longer in the room.

"You saw our room..."

Yitu turned his head to talk to Kan Xingyuan, but in the middle of talking, he realized that he was almost sitting in the man's arms.

As soon as he turned his head, his cheek brushed Kan Xingyuan's hard chin.

Yitu felt a little embarrassed, and quickly got up and got out of bed.

Before, his attention was all on the ghost, and he completely forgot that there was a big living person lying beside him.

When dodging Old Madam He's blow, he had already hit Kan Xingyuan's arm.

Yitu got out of bed, the corners of her eyes were still a little red, she looked like a bullied little daughter-in-law.

The man glanced lightly at his wife's jade-like face, feeling a little funny in his heart.

The opening of the pajamas was rubbed open, revealing the chic and beautiful collarbone.

Yitu picked up the pillow that fell on the floor, and wanted to ask Kan Xingyuan if he saw Mrs. He.

This matter can only be convincing if you see it with your own eyes. If Kan Xingyuan didn't see it, no matter how he said it, he would seem to be nervous.

However, before Yitu had time to ask, the man suddenly sighed and said:

"Love, it was deformed by you, you know."

Yitu was stunned for a moment, and tried to explain: "But I didn't try hard enough." He originally wanted to make up for it.

As soon as he finished speaking, Kan Xingyuan laughed out loud, with malicious teasing written all over his handsome face.

Yitu: ...

This dog man was clearly making fun of him, Yitu's eyes widened in anger.

If you laugh like this, the level of character collapse must have soared to 80%. If you have the ability, just keep laughing.

Yitu snorted coldly in his heart, stood barefoot on the ground with his pillow in his arms and looked at him.

Sure enough, after a while, Kan Xingyuan's emotions all subsided, and he returned to the original dummy living with a mask.

"Come on, let's go to sleep."

The man looked at his wife with deep eyes, his expression was dark and his voice was low.

Yitu always felt that what he said was very ambiguous, so he didn't say anything, went to the next room to change a pillow, climbed into bed and lay down again.

The bedroom lights finally went out.

But the lights in the corridor on the third floor were suddenly turned on by a hand with bright red nail polish.

Su Ruoyun's heart was beating wildly, and she was relieved when she saw the shadow squatting inside, which was just a child from Room 305.

It was close to 04:30 in the morning, and she got off work exhausted with the smell of alcohol all over her body.

However, just after entering the residential building, Su Ruoyun's drowsiness was awakened by fright.

I don't know if it was because of her blindness, or it was too dark, but the anti-theft door of Room 102 was not closed tightly, and a small crack was opened.

Su Ruoyun suddenly stood under the steps stiffly, various famous scenes from horror horror movies kept popping up in her mind.

Mrs. He and her wife died not long ago. After the police came to take away the bodies, they specially put a seal on the door to preserve the scene of the crime.

How did the door open?who is where

Su Ruoyun blinked her sour eyes, but in this blink, the slit suddenly disappeared.

how come?

She braced her trembling legs and turned on the lights in the corridor.

The door of Room 102 is in front of you, with an intact white seal on it.

The door is tightly closed, and it is impossible for anyone to be inside.

Su Ruoyun's breathing was trembling, she didn't feel that it was really just her own illusion.

Still in shock, she didn't plan to stay on the first floor any longer. The atmosphere here was very weird, and the corridor was so silent that there was a ghost behind it.

Su Ruoyun walked up the stairs quickly on stiletto heels. For the first time, she regretted that her home was on the fourth floor, and she was a little tired from climbing.

However, when she went up to the third floor, her whole heart almost spit out from her mouth in fright.

In the corner of the third floor squatted a dark shadow, not a garbage bag, because that thing was still shaking its head.

Su Ruoyun was numb from fright, and stood there for a long time before she regained her consciousness.

This time, she reached for the light button next to the corridor even more tremblingly, tears welling in her eyes.

She regretted it. She knew that Mrs. He would turn into a ghost after death, and she would not dare to make enemies with that old thing if she was killed.

Su Ruoyun's thoughts were overwhelming, but the moment the light was turned on, her emotions fluctuated wildly.

She uncontrollably uttered a sentence of Chinese quintessence, and the blood rushed to her head in an instant.

"You dead child, what are you doing hiding in the corridor if you don't sleep at night?!"

Su Ruoyun recognized that the little boy huddled in the corner with a pink rabbit doll in his arms was Yi Xiaofeng, the son of Huang Jiao in room 305.

She was furious. There are two kinds of people she fears most in this world, one is the old man who lacks great virtue, and the other is the lawless child.

Today was lucky, she ran into the latter, and she almost fell ill from fright.

"How did your mother discipline you, huh? It's fine if you play like a dog in the corridor during the day, but what do you want to do at night?"

Su Ruoyun didn't finish her anger, she wanted to drag the child up while she was talking.

The little boy's face was dirty, and he was wearing an obviously outdated shirt. A large piece of wall covering had fallen off the corner of the wall.

"do not want!"

Su Ruoyun didn't move, but was pushed by him, stepping on the stiletto heel and almost hitting the armrest on one side.

"Fuck you!" Su Ruoyun was so angry that she wished she could take off her shoes and let this little thing crush her to death.

She gasped for breath, and it took her a long time to calm down her extremely upsurge of emotions.

"I can't control you, I'll ask your mother to clean you up!"

Su Ruoyun didn't want to continue entanglement here, so she raised her hand and was about to knock on the door of Room 305.

The little boy suddenly showed panic, Su Ruoyun sneered, didn't he find a way to deal with you?

It is normal for children to be afraid of their mother, but when Yi Xiaofeng rushed over and hugged her calf, he sobbed and shouted:

"Don't knock! Don't knock! Please!"

Su Ruoyun froze for a moment, this child... Did he overreact?

Immediately afterwards, she heard Yi Xiaofeng say:

"Sister Su, don't wake up my mother."

"She has turned into a silkworm, a huge pupa! I'm scared, I'm so scared!"

Su Ruoyun was shocked when she heard these words, what nonsense is this child talking about?

"You... Did you read it wrong, Xiaofeng?" Su Ruoyun squatted down, trying to comfort the crying child whose face was covered with tears, and asked softly:

"Tell my sister, what happened to your mother?"

If Huang Jiao is really okay, it is impossible for Yi Xiaofeng to open the door and sleep in the corridor in the middle of the night.

Yi Xiaofeng slowly loosened his arms around Su Ruoyun's calf, and whispered:

"I'm not mistaken, there are a lot of white silk threads on my mother's bed, and my mother has become a silkworm chrysalis."

Su Ruoyun choked for breath, how could it be possible?

Just when she was in a daze, the anti-theft door behind the two of them suddenly opened from the inside.

Su Ruoyun looked subconsciously, and Huang Jiao's malnourished, sallow face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Her gaze was like a pool of stagnant water, staring at the two people outside the door, without the slightest ripple.

"Mom, mom." The little boy was afraid and called out in a low voice.

Only then did Su Ruoyun come to her senses, she quickly stood up and complained:

"Sister Huang, why did you throw your son in the corridor at night?"

"I was almost scared to death when I got home from get off work."

Only then did Huang Jiao speak, and her expression became normal.

"Sorry, I fell asleep, I didn't know that Xiaofeng had slipped out."

"Xiaofeng, come in!" Huang Jiao looked at the little boy with an angry face.

Yi Xiaofeng looked up at Su Ruoyun, hesitated for a while, and walked towards his mother.

Su Ruoyun lowered her eyes slightly, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

"I'm sorry, Miss Su, to trouble you." Huang Jiao said politely, but there was no sincerity of apology on her face.

Su Ruoyun smiled, as if she didn't see her hypocrisy.

"It's okay, it's just that someone died downstairs recently, maybe it's man-made or not an accident."

The iron door was only half opened, and half covered, Su Ruoyun could see Huang Jiao's room, which happened to reveal half of the bed.

There is no white silk thread that Yi Xiaofeng mentioned, let alone the so-called huge silkworm chrysalis.

"You'd better pay attention to the child's personal safety, otherwise if something happens, you have no place to cry."

Su Ruoyun left after finishing speaking, not giving Huang Jiao mother and son a chance to speak.

If you encounter disturbing things all day, do you believe what you see with your own eyes or what a six-year-old child says?

Su Ruoyun went up to the fourth floor, and opened the door while cursing "I'm sick" in a low voice.