Full of suspicion, I returned home.
When I opened the door and walked in, I was stunned.
The floor in my house had been mopped clean, and the messy clutter had been neatly placed.
There is also a faint smell of perfume in the air, which smells like jasmine or guli incense.
This is really strange, who helped me tidy the room and who sprayed the perfume.
If my uncle wanted to say that my uncle tidied the living room and mopped the floor, it would be possible.
But it was definitely not my uncle who sprayed perfume.
He was an old man and he had never sprayed perfume.
Also, he is a little allergic to perfume and would sneeze when he smells it.
But if it wasn’t my uncle, who would it be?
"Uncle, is that you?
Are you back?"
I shouted.
The room was quiet I searched every room and saw no one.
Like the living room, each room was neatly tidied and the floors mopped spotlessly.
I sat on the sofa and was puzzled.
I couldn't figure out who was so kind as to help me clean.
Frowning, I checked everyone I knew, but still couldn't find the answer.
Presumably, this is the same person who called me just now.
I really don’t know what this person’s purpose is.
A rustling sound interrupted my thoughts, and a piece of paper blew down from the table by the window.
It is normal for the wind to blow the paper off, but I found that the window was tightly closed.
This means that the wind is not blowing in from outside.
Why is there an inexplicable wind in the living room?
I immediately became vigilant, felt it with my heart, and suddenly felt that the living room was cold.
Based on experience, I guessed that there might be a ghost in the house.
Is it possible that this ghost tidied the entire house and mopped the floors?
He has such good intentions.
I want to see who this ghost is I stood up, took out the ghost mirror from my pocket, and looked in the direction where the wind was blowing just now.
I saw no ghost on the mirror.
Just as I was about to change the direction and continue taking photos, my wrist suddenly felt cold, as if it was tightly grasped by something, and I couldn't move at all.
Immediately afterwards, the ghost mirror was taken away alive, the cold feeling in the wrist disappeared, and the hands and feet could move.
After the ghost mirror was taken away, it flew around the living room like a bird.
I started to catch up, but I couldn't catch up.
I was panting from exhaustion.
Later, I simply stopped pursuing it.
People cannot see ghosts, but ghosts can see people.
I am in the light and the ghosts are in the dark.
It is impossible to fight against ghosts.
The ghost mirror was taken away, and I still had the ghost whip on me.
When I took off the ghost whip from my waist, the ghost mirror was hanging on the wall near the window.
Needless to say, the ghost was definitely there.
I raised my whip and rushed over.
I was about to beat the ghost with my whip, but suddenly I thought, this ghost kept my house so clean, so it seems that he is not a bad ghost.
People helped me, but I whipped them.
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This was too much.
Thinking of this, I withdrew my whip and asked loudly: "Who are you?
Why did you come to my house?
What do you want to do?"
That ghost doesn't speak I continued: "I know you mean well, and I don't want to make a grudge against you.
You help me clean up, and I'm very grateful to you.
But, can you give me the mirror so that I can have a good chat with you?
I promise, you won't Hurt you" Here, as soon as I finished speaking, the ghost mirror over there slowly slid down from the wall.
I walked over and wanted to pick up the mirror.
But just as he got closer to the wall, the ghost mirror suddenly rose into the air again.
It seemed that this ghost was not going to communicate with me.
I quietly took out the ghost trap and took it in my hand.
This ghost trap was a magic weapon made by my uncle and was used to trap Jin Lingling.
Any ghost will be obedient once trapped.
I repeated what I just said to confuse the ghost, then raised my right hand and threw the ghost trap towards the location of the ghost mirror.
As the ghost trap fell, an arm as white as jade was revealed.
It turned out that the ghost trap only trapped one arm of the ghost.
I rushed over and tried to trap the whole ghost with the ghost trap, but I saw the ghost trap flew several meters away and landed on the floor.
It must have been untied and thrown away by ghosts.
This ghost was fighting but reluctant to fight, and couldn't catch it.
Even if I tried to look at it, I couldn't see it.
I was helpless for a while.
Just when I was helpless, I suddenly felt a cold feeling in my waist, and then my belly and chest also felt cold, and I couldn't move.
I knew by feeling that this ghost was hugging me.
I was suspicious.
Could it be that I met another female ghost who likes men like Chang Fenfen before?
When I was at a loss, suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and then Lao Zhao's voice came from outside: "You brat, are you asleep?
Open the door."
I was about to say that I was trapped by a ghost and couldn't move.
At this moment, the cold feeling in my body suddenly disappeared, and my hands and feet could move again.
I answered, walked to the door, opened it, and let Old Zhao in.
I asked Lao Zhao why he wanted to see me so late.
Lao Zhao said that it was nothing, he just couldn't sleep, so he wanted to come and see me.
I smiled and punched him and cursed: "Damn it, I'm not a woman.
If you can't sleep, you should go find a girl."
Lao Zhao responded hummingly, but his eyes were scanning my house.
I told Lao Zhao about the strange things that had just happened at home.
Lao Zhao was really weird.
He actually said that there were no ghosts in my home.
It was my own hallucination.
Maybe it was because I had too much contact with ghosts during this period.
I swore to Zhao that it was definitely not an hallucination, and then pointed out to him that the floor of my house had been mopped clean by this ghost.
Lao Zhao touched his head with sparse hair and said, "Yeah, if no one cleans it, how can the living room be so clean?
By the way, didn't I give you the ghost mirror?
You can take a look at it with the ghost mirror."
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Don’t you already know?”
I turned around and pointed, wanting to tell Lao Zhao that the ghost mirror was stuck to the wall by a ghost.
When he turned around, the ghost mirror had fallen to the ground.
I walked over and picked up the ghost mirror and looked through it in every room in my house, but no ghost was found.
Lao Zhao said: "Ghosts are afraid of crowds.
If they see me coming in, they will definitely run away."
I think about it, that ghost can deal with me alone, but Lao Zhao can't deal with it.
But how did that ghost stick to me?
Instead of trying to harm me, it came to my house and helped me with my hygiene.
This is the first time I have seen such a good ghost.
It's true that this guy Lao Zhao didn't help me with such a strange thing happening in my family, he just chatted for a few words and then left.
After seeing off Lao Zhao, I felt a little sleepy, so I went into the bathroom to take a shower.
As soon as I took off my clothes and got wet, there was a rustling sound in the living room.
I was shocked.
Could it be that the ghost is back again?
I took my pants and put them on and left the bathroom.
In the living room, the newspapers on the sofa were flipping in the wind.
Needless to say, it must be the ghost.
From then on, the ghost sprayed perfume in my house and when I saw the woman's arm when I was wearing a ghost trap, I judged that the ghost was a female ghost.
I felt a little embarrassed because I was naked in front of the female ghost.
Just as he was about to return to the bathroom and put on his clothes, suddenly, with a bang, the bathroom door was slammed shut.
I walked over and raised my hand to push the door, but it couldn't be pushed open.
I smiled to myself, it was very possible that I was being targeted by another female ghost who wanted a man.
Who is this female ghost?
Where did I get targeted by her?
While I was thinking wildly, I felt a cold feeling on my cheek, and then, this cold feeling slowly went down to my heels.
It felt like being gently touched by a female ghost with her fingers.
It felt crisp and itchy, and it was so wonderful.
At this time, I noticed that the ghost mirror that Lao Zhao gave me had just been placed on the table next to me.
The table was very close to me, and I could reach out and grab the ghost mirror.
I guessed that this female ghost was caressing me at the moment, and she was so absorbed in the caressing that I took advantage of her unpreparedness and suddenly looked at her with the ghost mirror, and I was sure to catch her.
After making up my mind, I took a deep breath, then suddenly reached out and grabbed the ghost mirror in my hand, and took a photo in front of me.
Sure enough, a female ghost appeared on the mirror.
She seemed to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a slim figure, curved thin eyebrows, long eyelashes, and big shining eyes.
A beautiful top pushed out her breasts.
Different from other ghosts, this very pure female ghost's face is not black, but white and rosy, and her eyes are like human eyes, black and white.
There is no ghost here.
This is simply a living and beautiful loli.
I was stunned.
It wasn’t until the innocent female ghost reached out to snatch the ghost mirror that I quickly moved out of the way to prevent her from succeeding.
"W-what the hell are you?"
I was so excited that I stammered.
I couldn't even speak smoothly.
The blood in my body rushed to my forehead, and my lower body became inoperable.
The beautiful ghost screamed in surprise, and said angrily in a very sweet voice: "How good or bad are you?
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Someone is cleaning you up, but you use a mirror to look at others without their consent.
Are you really good or bad?"
I took a few deep breaths to calm down my excitement and asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
The beautiful girl giggled and asked me, "What do you think?"
I was about to tell her that I didn't know.
Suddenly, I remembered that my uncle said that after the death of a child under five years old, his or her ghost will not become black like other ghosts, but will resemble human beings.
The body is similar, with human skin color and eyes.
Could it be that this beautiful ghost is just such a ghost?
"You are a ghost" I said with absolute certainty.
The beautiful girl blinked her big naughty eyes and said, "That's what you say."
I asked again: "How did you get entangled with me and how did you come to my house?"
The beautiful girl curled her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Why am I pestering you because we are friends, okay?
I came to help you with hygiene because of our friendship."
"We have a relationship."
I frowned and thought hard for a while, but I couldn't think of a time when I had a relationship with this beautiful ghost.
Seeing me like this, the beautiful girl giggled and said, "Yes, we are friends.
You are older than me, so I should call you Brother Haiming":