That night, Gao Xing sat directly on the steps in front of the house for the whole night.

It was not until a trace of sunlight shone on him that he woke up in shock, as if he had been reborn.

Everything that happened last night was recalled from the brain one by one like a rewind.

He was unwilling to stay here for a moment.

"Grandma, the teacher in my school called me. I want to rush back immediately if something happens."

After Gao walked into the main hall, he looked at the bedroom with lingering fear, but did not go in, and stood outside the door and said goodbye to his grandmother through the door.

"Ah, Nianzi, are you leaving now?"

In the bedroom, grandma trembled in a thin top and opened the door and walked out.

I didn't see you all night, and I don't know if it was an illusion, but Gao Xing only felt that his grandmother's face was getting older, and there were many folds on his face like a layer of dead tree bark.

Dull.

Like a dying person.

He just glanced at it and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Grandma, when I go back, I call my dad and ask him to take some time to come back and see you."

Gao Xing felt a little guilty.

But in the end, the fear and selfishness in my heart prevailed.

His grandmother is so old that she doesn't know how long she can live. She originally planned to stay for a few more days when she comes back, but she didn't expect to stay for one night and go back.

"You are old and you all have your own careers to be busy. Your father just came back last month, so you don't have to call him. Grandma has prepared a bag of roasted taro for you and you will take it to eat on the way."

Grandma seemed very disappointed, and returned to the bedroom tremblingly, and soon she carried a convenient bag.

Gao Xing opened it and saw that it contained half a bag of dried and roasted taro.

This time he did not refuse.

Then he washed up with well water in the yard and felt the rising sun temperature on his body. The hot flashes in summer morning gradually dispelled the fear in his heart, and then he returned to his bedroom to pack his luggage.

There are not many things.

It was packed in just a few seconds, and then carried the luggage bag and prepared to go out.

Before leaving, he looked around and didn't notice his grandmother.

So he came to the main hall alone, put two red Grandpa Mao on the table and pressed it with a teacup.

He was the only one in the house at this moment, but Gao Xing always felt strange, as if his every move was seen.

This made him recall his experience last night, and then he tightened his butt and ran out like he ran with his legs clamped.

There is only a Niba Road inside and outside the village.

Gao Xing walked for about 10 minutes before he met a villager carrying a shovel at the intersection. The other party knew him and said hello with a look of surprise: "Xiaozi, your grandma has passed away for a month, and you are only back now?"

"Didn't your father tell you? Your grandmother passed away and was the funeral that your father came back!"

"What?"

Gao Xing felt that a thunderbolt from the sky fell in his heart and he was in a bad mood.

He slowly moved to the canal on the side of the road and squatted down in discomfort.

My chest seemed to be blocked by something, which was both disgusting and uncomfortable.

"Wow……"

He opened his mouth wide and vomited desperately at the ditch next to him.

A few black and green viscous substances were spit out of his mouth. When he clearly identified it, he felt a cold all over his body.

This is not food. It is clearly a dried voles corpse, the size of a cigarette box, and the corpse of several bitten grasshoppers.

He has only used one meal at home until now. At that time, there were only two dishes on the dining table, one boiled taro and the other fried cucumber.

Could it be...

Gao Xing quickly took out the convenience bag he handed to him from his backpack. When he opened it, seven or eight dried voles corpses were exposed inside, with hair still left on it.

A foul stench came from it.

Gao Xing raised his hand so much that he threw the packaging bag into the canal.

"grandmother……"

He turned around and looked in the direction of his home, then stood there motionless as if he was stunned.

The camera shaking again.

He kept pulling up and finally moved to the sky above the courtyard.

In the weedy courtyard, there was a hunched figure standing against the wall at the two wooden doors on the steps, and a gloomy face was revealed under the cold light, looking towards the direction where Gao Xing was standing.

"I don't want to see the bright moon in the sky..."

"I don't want to see the bright moon in the sky..."

"The bright moon shines, and the cold wind blows the willow alley..."

In the video, the Thai version of the Ghost Bride sounds.

"call!"

Wang Dayan let out a long sigh.

After watching the 45-minute film, I always feel a little depressed, and even my whole body feels chill.

I have to admit that this is indeed a good movie, but it is still a long way from classics and exciting things. Gao Xing is really a rare genius, and he almost ruined his big things.

Fortunately, I am responsible for the promotion and distribution.

Even a micro-film with 8.5 points without any publicity, can it still turn into heaven in just one month?

"Sister Weiwei, stop cooking at noon today. I'll go out to buy some braised dishes and we'll have a good meal."

The overall situation has been decided, and Wang has been struggling for more than 10 days and is in a particularly relaxed mood.

In the room across the aisle, the door was closed and Yu Weiwei's voice came from it.

"Mr. Wang, I'm just staring at me on my phone. I'm not in the mood to cook anymore. Please bring me some food back."

There was a sense of depression and tension in the sound that came through the crack of the door. It was obvious that Yu Weiwei's mood at this moment was far less relaxed than Wang Tiantian.

The latter deliberately teased her, "Okay, how many times are our movie played now?"

"It's over 100, and there are 7 people who are rated. The current total score is 8.2. By the way, there is another comment."

Speaking of comments, Wang Dao immediately became interested and returned to his bedroom computer.

"I got scared to the point of taking the exam. This movie is pretty good."

There is indeed an extra comment below.

He was not in a hurry to go out to buy vegetables for a while, and then he logged onto his membership number and posted under this comment and asked: "Is it so scary? I saw it, but I didn't think it was too scary, it's just so good!"

The opposite side obviously had just finished watching it, and before the person left, he immediately replied: "Are you wrong? Isn't this scary? I was watching alone in the air-conditioned room in broad daylight. I was so scared that I turned off the air conditioner, and my whole body was so cold that I was so scared."

"Then is this micro-film good?"

"It looks good, I'll be very popular!"

"Xiaohuo? What's your vision!"

Wang Dao's face immediately sank.

Huo, you sister, he instantly lost interest in continuing to talk.

With a snap, I brought my cell phone, keys and cigarettes, closed the bedroom door, and went out to buy groceries.

I just arrived at the entrance of the yard and met Xiaohong, who hadn't seen for a long time. The latter was walking back with a big bag in his hand, and the two almost bumped into each other.

After not seeing each other for half a month, the image of the young lady changed drastically.

She was wearing a loose bloomer, a tight T-shirt on her upper body, and a sun hat on her head, dressed in a normal home style.

Compared with before, the whole person is less charming and more vitality.

It was like a flower raised in a greenhouse, which was moved outdoors at once.
Chapter completed!