The bus disappeared not far from where I live.
Although I was out of breath, I didn't dare to stay for a moment and trotted into the community.
When I turned the corner upstairs, I saw the sturdy landlord standing in front of my door.
I suddenly remembered the rent and quickly turned around to go downstairs.
However, it was too late.
The sound of footsteps came from behind, accompanied by the characteristic loud voice of a middle-aged woman: "Bad girl, I agreed to pay the rent today, but luckily she ran away as soon as the door closed.
Don't come back if you can.
There are so many things in the house.
I used to sell the trash to pay the rent.”
She cursed and walked downstairs.
I was so scared that I lowered my head and pressed against the wall, trying to reduce my sense of presence.
"If you don't pay today, you stinky girl, you will charge an extra hundred yuan tomorrow and an extra two hundred yuan the day after tomorrow."
Cold sweat covered my back, and I was so nervous that I didn't dare to breathe.
It wasn't until she went downstairs and the heavy footsteps gradually faded away that I breathed a sigh of relief.
Is it because of the darkness and backlight?
The landlord really didn’t seem to notice me.
Although it’s a little strange, I just want to go back to my room now.
I ran upstairs and locked the door behind me.
The only sound in the darkness was my own breathing.
Is what just happened true?
I pinched myself hard and grimaced in pain.
It hurts so much.
It's not a dream, it's real.
Why did the fourteen people who died on that bus come back?
There is also the crescent moon light and the red light that cuts off ghosts.
What is going on with all this?
For half an hour, I leaned against the door, my mind in a state of confusion and I couldn't think of a clue.
After the cold sweat evaporated, my body became sticky and uncomfortable.
I scratched my hair and decided to take a shower first.
Standing under the shower, the cold water poured down on me and made me shiver.
The electricity was cut off.
Naturally, there was no hot water and no light.
It was pitch dark in the bathroom, I had already taken off my clothes and my hair was wet, so I just took a cold shower without stopping.
It is said that it is not good for girls to take cold showers, but I can't care so much.
After a while, the skin adapts to the temperature and the water doesn't seem to be ice anymore.
I wanted to get the shampoo, but when I reached over, I touched a cold, tangled mass.
My movements stopped immediately.
The feeling was exactly the same as my wet hair.
There's someone else in the bathroom I looked up suddenly and screamed the next second: "Ah" The owner of the long hair is not human.
Through the faint light outside, I saw a pale, lifeless face.
Her facial features were blurred in the darkness, but the long tongue sticking out of her mouth was impossible to ignore.
There's a ghost in my bathroom, a hanged female ghost I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around my body, and I ran out of the bathroom as if I was running for my life.
The hanged man also followed me out.
He was dressed in white, his scarlet tongue dragged to his chest, and he followed me with gloomy eyes.
"Don't come over here."
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I ran around and picked up the heavy photo album on the bedside.
That's something from my friend Mingzhu, she's a photographer.
I held up the album and looked at the hanged man defensively.
She seemed to have no legs.
Every time she took a step forward, I took a step back.
Soon my back was against the window.
The room was not big, and I had nowhere to escape.
The Hanged Man also noticed this and tilted his head, his long tongue hanging down, his ugly face full of mockery.
I gritted my teeth and cursed secretly, my head turning rapidly.
This is the third floor.
If you jump, you probably won't die, but you may be disabled.
So, which one is more exciting, being crippled or being killed by a ghost?
Before I could think about it clearly, the Hanged Man opened his mouth impatiently, and his tongue, which was almost as long as my arm, was flattened and thrust straight towards me. sky At the critical moment, I unlocked the window with my backhand and threw the five-pound photo album at the hanged man's tongue.
"Uh" the picture book crooked her tongue and hit her in the face.
When she whined, I quickly opened the window, closed my eyes, and jumped out.
There was a rushing wind in my ears.
I opened my eyes and was almost scared to death.
The Hanged Ghost floated out after me and wrapped her long hair around my body.
I was forced to get very close to her, and I could clearly smell the rotten smell of the dead on her body.
"Ah, help" I screamed for help in mid-air, but intellectually I knew that no one would come to save me.
I closed my eyes and prepared to fall to my death.
After waiting for a while, I found that my position had not moved at all.
Looking sideways, I saw that this hanged man had his hair wrapped around the corner of the window.
No wonder she and I were stuck in mid-air for so long.
"Uh, uh" she made a weird sound in her throat, and her mouth got closer to my face.
The smell was disgusting.
What is she going to do?
Is she going to eat me?
I kicked her like crazy: "You bastard, let me go.
Let me go."
I would rather be smashed into a pulp than be eaten by a hanged man.
"Uh, uh" Her attitude was obviously very determined.
The metal-like hair was getting tighter and tighter, and I gradually couldn't breathe normally.
"Well, you, let me go quickly" The oxygen became thinner and thinner, my face flushed, and my eyes began to blur, but I seemed to hear someone whispering something in my ears.
"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum, go" A Buddhist bead flew up from bottom to top and embedded itself in the hanged ghost's forehead.
An unusual force suppressed her.
Then the black hair around my waist relaxed and my breathing returned to normal.
I opened my eyes, just in time to see countless red lights bursting out from the Buddhist beads on the forehead of the Hanged Ghost, filling the whole body of the Hanged Ghost.
Then her face changed, and the weird black hair retracted into a long shawl, and her tongue It also returned to the mouth, and the expression became peaceful and peaceful.
I was stunned for a moment.
The hanged man who returned to normal looked like a pretty ordinary girl.
Before I had time to think more, my body lost support and I fell from mid-air.
"Ah" I screamed and closed my eyes again, and boom, I landed hard.
I got up, touched my butt, and looked carefully at my limbs.
Then I was pleasantly surprised to find that my hands and feet were intact.
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Except for some tingling in my tailbone, everything else was there.
Very good.
I'm not dead.
I was about to be happy when I saw a figure walking towards me in a hurry.
I knelt on the ground and first saw the old-fashioned black cloth shoes on his feet.
Then my eyes moved up, passing over his slender legs and upright posture, and then I saw his face.
His face is fair, his brows are tired and dark, and his eyes are as calm as a pool of water, but a little distant.
The moonlight is very pale tonight, but you can clearly see his handsomeness through the lights of the surrounding residents.
This man is so good looking.
It's not that I haven't seen handsome men in my life until I'm twenty-three, it's just that none of the stylish and fashionable men in the city are like him, with clean breath and no smell of earthly fireworks.
"Hello, I" I was about to speak, but my body trembled a few times as if there was an electric shock, and then my neck softened and I fell down.
In a daze, I felt like I was being picked up by someone.
Lying in that person's arms, I smelled the scent of sandalwood on his body.
Strangely, this elegant scent seemed to be mixed with a bit of earthy smell.
My consciousness became increasingly confused, and I finally passed out completely
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