People in the original god, the innkeeper, oppressing his sister

Longqitan under the Moon: Chapter 92 The Haunting of the Knights ([-])

"It's so cold..."

Ying put her hands to her mouth and pushed open the door in a huff.

Now that there is no need to turn off the lights since there is no need to tell ghost stories, Ying turned on the lights, and the light fell, which was a bit dazzling for a while, and the two people in the room were cleaning the room at this time.

"came back."

While talking, Gu Bai stuffed the empty juice box into the garbage bag, tied the bag and put it at the door, and prepared to throw it away when he went downstairs for breakfast tomorrow.

"Yeah." Ying nodded, hesitated, but after thinking about it, she asked, "Did you hear anything just now?"

"sound?"

"Wait, stop for a second."

Yura straightened up angrily, she was helping to fold the blanket just now:

"I said two, the ghost story time is over, why did you start again?"

Ying quickly waved her hands, indicating that she and Gu Bai were not trying to scare her on purpose:

"I mean, it's like a scream, heard in the hallway..."

After she finished speaking, she paused, worried that Yura might misunderstand, and added:

"But the sound is very small, and I'm not sure if it's really screaming, or the wind, or maybe I heard it wrong..."

"That must be a mistake."

Gu Bai took the blanket from Yula's hand, stuffed it into the wardrobe on the top floor, and made a conclusion:

"We've been packing up since you left the house, but we haven't heard anything."

"By the way, Ying, you didn't mean well when you said this in front of Yula."

"I didn't, I really didn't, I didn't think so much just now!"

This is an excuse from an honest child.

Yura held her forehead:

"You guys, when you were telling the story, you were so fearless, why are you becoming paranoid again now?"

She walked behind Ying, smiled and pushed her out of the room, jokingly said:

"Okay, okay, don't think so much, it's just that you heard it wrong, go to bed now, if you continue talking, I should really suffer from insomnia."

Although sometimes arrogant and awkward, Yura also has a straightforward and generous side in her personality.

So, after realizing that she couldn't hide her fear of ghosts at all, the sinner lady stopped talking about it deliberately, and talked about it in a teasing tone.

This attitude is very pleasing.

It's not just about being afraid of ghosts, but what's behind the event.

You know, if you are too arrogant, it will only become hypocritical and give people a very pretentious feeling, but Yula doesn't have these bad problems. She will quarrel with you frankly when she is free, but when she is in business, she will talk to you. Absolutely can be trusted.

When encountering people and things you care about, you will not hide them, but say them directly, although the way of expression is easy to be misunderstood.

This look is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, anyway... anyway, it's quite cute.

Gu Bai said that he was short of words, and he came up with this word after thinking for a long time.

When he came back to his senses, he watched the three of them return to the room. He smiled and said good night, then closed the door, turned off the lights and went to bed.

He finished washing up long before the ghost story. Although he drank some fruit juice later, because he was too lazy to go out, he just drank a sip of water and rinsed it off. Overall, he was a relatively hygienic person.

After covering the quilt well, listening to the whistling wind outside, Gu Bai turned sideways and slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, people's thoughts tend to diverge, and once they diverge, they tend to think wildly.

Just like now, it stands to reason that he should recall what happened during the day in his mind, and then fall asleep peacefully with a faint smile;

But in fact Gu Bai was thinking about the lamp, which is the chandelier in the room. In my impression, it was turned off within a few minutes after it was turned on, which was a bit of a waste of energy.

And, what on earth was I thinking, it was so strange...

……

On the other side, Ying and Paimon's room.

To say who knows Ying best, apart from that elder brother who didn't know where he went, it should be Paimeng.

Even Gu Bai, who has played games, can't compare to her.

After all, there is a difference between games and reality, and the memory of a prophet can't compare to being with her day and night, and Paimeng is indeed the person who accompanied Ying the longest after she woke up.

"What's the matter, Ying, are you thinking?"

"No, by the way, come and try on your new pajamas."

Probably stimulated by Gu Bai's talk about baby clothes, when he returned to the city this afternoon, Pai Meng pestered Ying to buy pajamas, a small skirt, which was children's clothes, but even so, it was a bit too big.

Ying put the nightgown on Paimon's body and compared it, but it didn't really fit, but there was no way, the little guy's clothes were too difficult to buy, and it took time to customize, so he had to buy the smallest size first to make do with it.

When I mention this, I inevitably think of one thing.

Gu Bai once suggested to the two of them to customize a pair of frog pajamas, and he also said that he could pay for it. It had no other meaning, just to fulfill a wish.

But things like frog pajamas... just thinking about it makes me feel terrible. Although the atmosphere of Mond City is open, it is not to the point where custom-made frog pajamas can not be looked at differently, so this suggestion was justified by the two of them. refused.

Sitting by the bed and talking again, it was already past midnight, and the two went to bed yawning.

"Go to sleep."

Ying patted Paimon, hugged the pillow and said nothing.

Paimon closed her eyes, opened them again after a while, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was eerily quiet. In fact, she didn't feel much sleepy, but everyone lost interest and could only go back to the room to sleep.

When the lights were turned off now, the ghost stories he had told resurfaced in his mind, and Paimon hurriedly leaned against Ying, feeling a little more at ease.

In the darkness, only a steady breathing could be heard.

Just when she was about to fall asleep, a soft word came from her ear, the voice was a little low:

"Actually, I seem to really hear screams..."

……

Yura's room.

For a good boy, the only thing to do at night is sleep.

For a person who is afraid of ghosts, what he should do at night is sleep.

In this case, then, the most torturous thing of the night is - not being able to sleep.

Unfortunately, a young woman named Yula was caught. At this time, she was rolling around on the bed, with her long white legs exposed outside the quilt, dazzling in the dim light.

As for why it's not dark, just kidding, who turns off the lights when they sleep?Isn't it normal to keep a night light on?

With ice blue hair sticking to her collarbone, Yurasheng stared at the ceiling hopelessly, regretting for a while.

Damn it, why do you have to finish that damn cup of tea!

Perhaps it was because I had been in the wild for a long time and developed the habit of not wasting food. When I watched the brewed tea being poured out, I subconsciously felt that it was a waste, so I drank it without thinking about it.

But obviously, the consequences of this move can only be tasted by herself.

Yura buried her head in the pillow, if the tone of teasing her insomnia was so free and easy at that time, she is now in an annoyed mood.

What a crow's mouth, obviously the most difficult time has passed, but the prophecy has come true.

She wished she could give her head a blow now, and then sleep until tomorrow morning, so that nothing would happen.

Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep!

It's a pity that sleep is like this, the more you desire it, the faster it slips away.

Therefore, a scientific approach should be taken.

So Miss Sinner closed her eyes tightly, tried to relax her body, and began to count sheep.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...

very good!Just follow this trend!

Ten sheep, twenty sheep, thirty sheep, fifty... Qiuqiu people without masks!

She immediately sat up from the bed, panting heavily, her eyes widened for a moment.

Why would a Qiuqiu person mess in!

Yura screamed in despair.

Lying down again, I found that I couldn’t fall asleep at all. As soon as I closed my eyes, a Qiuqiu person would appear in my mind. I obviously controlled myself not to think about it, but subconsciously filled my mind with the Qiuqiu person without a mask. What does it look like...

They are laughing, crying and making weird noises...

they turn around...

open your eyes!

Those weird scenes finally disappeared. She hugged the quilt tightly, her face flushed with tension, and her toes were tightly curled up, but she didn't dare to make too much movement, even breathing.

"Whirring whirring……"

This kind of scene seems to have a different kind of temptation, but Yula didn't have this kind of thought at this time. In order to ease her emotions, she tried to laugh a few times, but the laughter spread out, like a stone falling into peace The surface of the water seemed even more eerie.

That being the case, the method of counting sheep will not work at all.

Yura simply got out of bed and turned on all the lights, sat on the sofa with a quilt wrapped around her legs, and tried her best to think of a way to fall asleep quickly.

Here we go, milk!

Even children of a few years old know about drinking milk to sleep. Thinking of this, she quickly opened the drawer, and several bottles of milk were quietly placed there.

Qin is still very considerate in this aspect. Since she decided to live, all aspects of life have been arranged by the acting group leader, and everything is readily available.

But now is not the time to think about gratitude, how to fall asleep quickly is the real thing, when she opened the bottle cap and was about to gulp it down...

The milk in the bottle seemed to be slowly dyed red.

red!

She wiped her eyes, of course the milk would not turn red, the anomaly just now was just an illusion, but even though she knew this in her heart, she didn't dare to drink it at all.

Gu Bai, you bastard!asshole!Big bastard!

She gritted her teeth and whispered the name, her voice unconsciously flustered.I want to cry but have no tears in my heart.

I blame that bastard, now I don’t even dare to drink milk, why do I have to tell that kind of story!

It would be nice to have some sound.

At this time, Miss Sinner suddenly had the same idea as Edward.

On normal nights, any noise is a disturbing noise, but this time is different, even a little bit of noise can be regarded as a great comfort.

And this kind of noise made by yourself will only be more terrifying, because when you know this clearly, the sound will not only not feel at ease, but will have a counterproductive effect. It is a bit of a bluff accident, which can only be placed on others.

so……

If the bastard next door isn't asleep...

If he's still cleaning...

If only he could make some noise...

It would be nice if there was some sound...

Our enmity should be written off from now on, okay...

The girl muttered silently.

Well, as she wishes.

As soon as the voice fell, she suddenly heard a slight sound, like something crawling through the corridor.

Right at the door.

Longqitan under the Moon: Chapter 93 The Haunting of the Knights ([-])

The sound dragged down the corridor.