click There was a thunder outside the window, which almost scared Wang Ling out of his soul.
I don't know when, the night sky has become covered with dark clouds, and a summer night storm is coming.
The thunder was so timely that it sounded just as Wang Ling opened the second page of the album, making him immediately frightened.
Wang Ling couldn't help but glance out the window.
The curtains were not completely closed, and the gap left in the middle looked like the rectangular entrance of a dark bottomless pit, or like the mouth of some monster, just open, as if it wanted to eat someone.
For no apparent reason, Wang Ling felt that the air around him began to become a little strange.
I always feel like something bad will happen soon.
In the past, because the female ghost Yao Yao had scared him outside the window, he felt that the terror might appear from somewhere.
He stared intently at the dark window, when two white lights suddenly flashed, and a silver snake streaked across the densely clouded night sky.
Then there were two cracking sounds, which made Wang Ling almost burst into tears.
"Oh!"
Wang Ling screamed and came to his senses.
Dropping the book, he rushed to the window and closed the curtains completely with a swish.
He stretched out his right hand and patted his chest hard to calm down the fear in his heart.
He took a long breath and secretly comforted himself: "Don't be afraid, it's okay.
It's just lightning and thunder."
Wang Ling said this and turned around.
嗗嗗嚓嚓 With a few slight sounds, the incandescent light above the head flickered, on and off, as if a frail child could be extinguished at any time.
Wang Ling's heart that had just been relieved suddenly rose to his throat again.
"Who, who, come out quickly?"
Wang Ling yelled out of thin air.
With the flickering light, Wang Ling glanced around the room in panic, but found nothing unclean.
After making sure that there was nothing in the room, he slowly relaxed and said to himself: "Amitabha, Amitabha, God, gods and gods, please don't do this, let me have a peaceful sleep."
Wang Ling clasped his hands together, prayed around, and bowed several times.
The buzzing, flickering incandescent lamp finally quieted down, and although it looked old and frail, it still lit up firmly.
"Sure enough, God bless me.
Thank you so much."
Wang Ling bowed around a few more times before getting ready to go back to bed.
However, before he could get to the bedside, suddenly, an evil wind appeared in the room out of thin air, turning the pages of the book randomly, and then the page suddenly froze on the second page.
That was the page Wang Ling had turned.
"Ah" Wang Ling was shocked and hurriedly backed up and hit the wall.
After waiting for about a minute, Wang Ling realized that the pages of the book were just opened, and nothing evil or terrifying happened.
Wang Ling sighed and took a few deep breaths before slowly straightening his weak legs.
After mentally preparing for a while, he slowly moved towards the bed.
Standing beside the bed, Wang Ling slowly bent down and stared at the opened page on the book to read carefully.
A black brush stroked the yellowed page, outlining a terrifying grimace.
The face was thin, the eyes were sunken, and the two black eyes stared blankly.
The little devil's head is as small as a human's little finger, and his neck is as long and slender as a hemp pole.
The little devil's body was hunched, and all his ribs were exposed and very clear.
The arms are as thin as forelimbs rather than arms.
However, the hands are as long as the knees, and the nails are as sharp as knives.
The kid's thighs are thicker, but his calves are still as thin as a stick.
The joints of the two big feet are distinct, but the nails are like tiger and wolf nails, which are extremely sharp when scratched on the ground.
This picture alone made Wang Ling's heart tremble.
But if this thing really existed, it would be scary to death.
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Wang Ling thought this, and he didn't dare to look any further.
He stretched out his hand and closed the book.
"Ahhh" Suddenly, two screams sounded like the cry of a baby, or the scream of a wild cat when its tail was pressed down by a heavy object.
Wang Ling screamed and jumped two meters away.
He stared at the evil spirit album and never dared to come closer.
However, this room is his and he wants to sleep here.
You can't stop sleeping just because of a book like this.
Wang Ling still had to be bold and approach slowly.
As he got closer and listened carefully, the voice only called twice and then became silent again.
However, just when Wang Ling was approaching the album of nine evil spirits in the blood pool, something suddenly happened and a dark wind blew up out of thin air.
The album of evil spirits opened with a bang and stopped on the second page again.
Wang Ling almost didn't get scared at this time.
He squatted on the ground, eyes as wide as duck eggs, staring at the album.
At this moment, the evil spirit album did not disappoint him.
Black smoke slowly began to disperse from the evil spirit album, and a strange red light shone.
Wang Ling felt a panic-inducing cold air spread quickly inside the room, surrounding him.
Immediately afterwards, a fishy smell like blood hit his face, and then two sounds like a baby crying came to mind.
The sound was intermittent, as if coming from an extremely distant cave.
However, even in a cave, the mouth of the cave is still the evil spirit atlas.
That's where the sound came from.
Wang Ling felt extremely regretful and felt that he should not have believed the warning at the front of the evil spirit atlas.
Now I'm fine, I finally reaped the consequences.
I'm afraid something extremely dangerous will happen next.
But even if something dangerous happens, Wang Ling can only be cautious and face it bravely.
Otherwise, what else could be done?
Wang Ling slowly stood up from the ground, his eyes still staring at the evil spirit album.
The terrifying scene finally appeared.
Suddenly, Wang Ling seemed to notice that the little devil's black bean-like eyes in the picture flashed and seemed to turn.
"Ah" Wang Ling took a deep breath again.
Wang Ling just stared at it without blinking.
"Ahhh" There were two more high-pitched sounds like a baby crying.
Following these two calls, suddenly, two dry stick-like hands stretched out from the book and touched the edge of the book.
Then, a small head the size of a thumb came out of the book, then a bony upper body with a stooped waist, and finally the lower body and two big feet.
"Who are you?"
Wang Ling panicked and leaned against the wall, his heart beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat.
"Ahhh" This little devil got out of the book completely, jumped onto the bed, and suddenly became as tall as a human.
"Oh help!"
Wang Ling screamed and wanted to grab the door and escape.
"Oh, help me!"
The little devil actually shouted as well, hugging his head and saying: