Is it raining in the house?
Qian Xing wiped the liquid on his head with his free hand, but as soon as he finished wiping, the liquid continued to flow down.
Qian Xing couldn't help but raised his head in confusion.
It didn't matter if he raised his head.
He was almost scared out of his mind.
What kind of wooden stick was he holding in his hand?
It was just an arm, exactly like the one he took out from the closet just now.
No, unlike the one just now, the arm just now was not bleeding, but the one he was holding was bleeding continuously, and the blood seemed to flow endlessly.
It was said that it was like a spring that kept bubbling out, but all the blood that came out poured on Qian Xing's head. ah Qian Xing yelled and slammed the arm he was holding in his hand hard.
Bang dong dong dong The arm directly hit the wall opposite Qian Xing, and then bounced onto his bed.
He jumped on it a few more times.
Blood flowed along the arm and onto the bed, which was originally covered in bright red for happy events.
The bedding looked extremely charming under the illumination of the electric light.
Although Qian Xing was frightened just now, he could still crawl.
At this time, Qian Xing felt that his limbs were stiff.
Let alone crawling, it was difficult to move even once.
Oh, no, Qian Xing's eyes are still very normal.
With his limbs stiff, his eyes are moving quickly.
It's not that he is thinking of a solution, but he is scanning nervously to see if there is anything.
Will suddenly appear in front of him from a certain direction.
As time passed by, Qian Xing felt a little desperate in his heart.
The beads of sweat had formed a thread and kept flowing down.
The pants that were almost dry were soaked again, but the previous time was rain, and this time it was sweat.
Qian Xing's breathing began to become a little difficult, maybe because he was too nervous.
That was true.
He just saw two arms and a bloody head in the room.
Most importantly, he could only see a bleeding arm.
The head and the arm that had been pulled out of the closet had disappeared.
Qian Xing felt that his hands and feet could already move, but he was still a little far from being able to move freely, but he could still stand up and move slowly.
At this moment, he still wanted to get out of the bedroom.
He swallowed hard, then wiped his forehead with his arm a few times to wipe away some of the cold sweat, then supported the wall and slowly stood up.
His eyes were fixed on the arm still dripping with blood on the bed, and he moved along the wall towards the bedroom door.
When his hand touched the doorknob of the bedroom door, he swallowed again, praying silently in his heart that he must open it. click Just as Qian Xing turned the doorknob, a thunder rang out, frightening his legs to weaken and he sat directly on the ground. call Because the thunder was so sudden, Qian Xing's heart almost jumped out of his chest.
He swallowed hard again and wiped the cold sweat from his face.
"It's just thunder, don't make a fuss, Qian Xing, Qian Xing, hold on, don't forget she's still waiting for you."
Qian Xing said to himself secretly.
He raised his hand, pulled the door handle and stood up again.
Due to his weight, the door handle turned in a circle, which meant that the door could be opened.
This situation couldn't help but make Qian Xing excited.
At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the fear in his heart, or it could be said that the excitement suppressed the fear.
Sure enough, after twisting the door handle, he gently pulled it and the door opened.
Qian Xing dodged and slipped out through the crack in the door.
Before closing the door, he specifically glanced at the bed to see if the arm was still there.
Otherwise, his family would listen to his story later.
He will definitely come to see her later.
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If he doesn't see her by then, he will be really speechless.
After all, the woman in white disappeared without a trace.
But when Qian Xing looked towards the bed, he was a little dumbfounded.
The arm that was bleeding constantly disappeared.
Yes, just like the woman in white, she disappeared out of thin air.
If you think about it carefully, it only lasted a few seconds.
Where did that arm go?
Although Qian Xing was very curious, he didn't have the courage to look for it.
He quickly closed the door and "rushed" toward the stairs.
But because his feet were weak, Qian Xing was not very fast, and he even fell down twice.
This was all a trivial matter.
As long as he could get out of the yard, it would be Amitabha.
Normally, it would take up to ten seconds to walk from the bedroom to the stairs, but at this moment, it had been half a minute, and Qian Xing had not reached the stairs yet.
This was Qian Xing's fastest speed.
When he reached the stairs, Qian Xing grabbed the handrail directly.
He was afraid that his legs would be too weak and he would accidentally fall down the stairs.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Qian Xing was like an old man going down the stairs, no longer slow.
Qian Xing was also anxious, but he couldn't speed up.
Because he had to control himself not to fall headlong, and he had to look behind him from time to time to see if anything was following.
When Qian Xing walked to the corner of the stairs, he remembered the face on the wall and subconsciously looked up. ah Qian Xing stopped, his eyes widened, and he screamed loudly.
The sound did not seem to come from Qian Xing's mouth, because he felt that he could not scream so loudly at ordinary times. voice, but this voice is indeed his own.
The reason why Qian Xing screamed was because he saw the face of the woman in white on the wall.
This face was not very similar to the woman in white, but it was directly that of the woman in white.
It was a face embedded in the wall, and it was the same face he saw under his wedding bed.
The face was bleeding from all the orifices.
As Qian Xing stared at it, the blood in his eyes flowed down his cheeks to the wall, and then continued to flow down the wall.
What should we do?
Qian Xing didn't know what to do anymore.
After thinking for a long time, he decided to give it a try.
He closed his eyes suddenly, and then fell forward suddenly Yes, the way he thought of was to roll down the stairs.
Maybe there would be a chance of survival.
If he stayed on the stairs, his life might not be saved soon
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