The dead old man asked me while sniffing my body, and a strong smell of alcohol hit my face.
At this moment, I can clearly feel the rhythm of my heartbeat.
I'm wondering how to answer this old man so that it doesn't break the ban. If I say no, will the old man trouble me? But if he says there is alcohol, I don't have any alcohol on me!
This is really a dilemma.
I hesitated for a while and then answered: "Drinks will be delivered tomorrow!"
After hearing what I said, the dead old man's face darkened slightly. He dug his rotten eye sockets with his hands, opened his mouth and yawned.
"You can't sleep well without wine!"
After that, the old man sat down at the door, blocking Uncle Yuan's way.
I saw Uncle Yuan coming straight over, but soon, he was pushed back by that dead old man.
This damn old man was playing with Uncle Yuan's soul like a toy, pushing him every now and then, which made me feel a little annoyed.
But I was annoyed. Facing a disgusting old ghost, I had no choice but to swallow my anger.
I looked at the old ghost carefully, my eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked very sleepy. Suddenly, a bold idea came to my mind.
I decided to carry Uncle Yuan over.
"Wine!"
The old man shouted, smacked his lips, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
I plucked up the courage to squat down in front of the dead old man, looked at him, and found that he was really asleep. I wasn't so scared anymore.
I tried to lift my legs and stepped over the dead old man.
At this time, Uncle Yuan's soul happened to come over.
I reached out and took Uncle Yuan's hand, then turned around and squatted down in front of him, carrying Uncle Yuan on his back.
Under the dim emergency lights, I saw Yuan Shou's hands on my shoulders, but they didn't weigh anything at all.
"Uncle Yuan! Let's go!" I shouted softly, carrying Uncle Yuan on my back, and stepped over the dead old man.
Thank God, the old man didn't notice me. I raised my legs and ran forward quickly, but as soon as I took a step, I found that the trousers at the back seemed to be caught by something.
I gritted my teeth and tried to move forward with all my strength, but I couldn't move any further. What a hell!
I looked back and saw nothing, not even the dead old man from before.
At first, I felt very excited. I thought, that old man is finally gone. I wiped my forehead with my hands as usual, and soon found that the grapefruit leaves stuck to my eyebrows were missing.
In other words, my yin and yang eyes have failed.
This time it’s even more troublesome. I can’t see the old ghost anymore, but that doesn’t mean he’s gone!
I tried to raise my head and look towards Master, but when I looked up, I saw that the corridor in the basement was empty.
This is even more scary. It was fine before, with Master and Chen Po, as well as Lian Xiaoru and Yuan Xin there. No matter how scared I was, I still had some confidence. What was I thinking? Master is also a Maoshan master. Even if this
If the old ghost wants to harm me, Master will definitely help me.
But now, they have all left, leaving me here alone. There is also Uncle Yuan on my back, I don’t know if he is a human or a ghost.
What should I do? I can’t just waste it like this! If I continue to waste it like this, I will be scared to death if I’m not killed by ghosts!
I tried my best to calm myself down. My eyes inadvertently fell on a fire door behind me. I saw a rivet sticking out from the bottom of the fire door. It was that rivet that caught my trousers.
.
I tried to squat down and reach out to take out the hanging trousers.
However, just when my hand was about to touch the nail, I suddenly felt a cold feeling on the back of my hand.
When I looked down, I saw a pale and skinny old hand falling on the back of my hand.
The hand was hidden in a hollow sleeve, but the owner of the arm and hand could not be seen.
I was so frightened that I almost screamed, but in the end I held my breath and didn't make a sound. I saw the hand moving up my arm. A cold, snake-like feeling quickly hit me.
whole body.
I really wanted to cry, my legs were shaking from nervousness.
Damn it, this is too scary.
I wanted to get rid of that pale hand, but I was afraid of angering the owner of the hand. If something more terrifying appeared, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?
I bit it tightly, slowly stretched my hand towards the protruding rivet, and tried to pull out the trouser legs hanging on the rivet.
As soon as the trousers were loosened, I felt much more relaxed.
You can finally escape!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little proud.
I shook the old hand off my arm with a hard shake.
"Let's go!" I shouted triumphantly, turned around and ran forward with Uncle Yuan on my back as if lifeless.
I understand now.
The drunkard from before must have tricked me into blocking the wall so that I could not see Master and the others. There was no way that Master and Mrs. Chen would leave me alone.
I ran forward unswervingly.
But after running a few steps, I heard an "ouch" sound. It seemed like something fell from my back.
I looked back and saw Uncle Yuan sitting on the ground, crying out in pain.
Uncle, how could I lose someone? This is too embarrassing!
I turned around and ran to Uncle Yuan's side, squatting down in front of him.
"Uncle Yuan! Come on!"
"Here we come!" Suddenly I heard an old voice coming from my ears, and then a figure rushed towards me. The strange thing was that this time it was so heavy that I could hardly breathe.
Moreover, I clearly felt a strong smell of alcohol coming towards my face.
My heart couldn't help but tighten, and I soon thought it was the old man guarding the door. I looked sideways and saw a pair of pale and skinny hands resting on my shoulders.
Damn, he really is that dead old man.
I twisted my body desperately, but it didn't work. The old man lay on my back and wouldn't get off.
Suddenly, I felt a cold feeling on my neck, as if something was licking me.
I'll go! This damn old man is too hateful! My neck is neither sweet nor spicy. He's licking the wool!
I tried to look at the old man with my peripheral vision, and I saw that the old man was licking my neck with his tongue.
Scared me to death!
I felt extremely nervous. I couldn't help but think of a ghost story that was circulated in the dormitory when I was in college.
It is said that in our boys' dormitory No. 7, there were six boys living there. After a year, all of them became bald.
They were very depressed. At first, they thought there was a problem with the decorative materials in the dormitory, so they went to the school leaders to report. The school leaders rejected their request with insufficient reasons.
These boys were so angry that they started drinking when they returned to the dormitory, but were caught by the dormitory supervisor. The dormitory supervisor didn't blame them, but just advised them to hire a magician who knew the law from outside.
If you do this ritual, maybe your hair will not fall out again in the future.
The boys didn't believe it and said that the dormitory manager was incapable of changing rooms and was talking nonsense. But the youngest boy among them believed it.
He always felt that something was wrong in this room.
He secretly bought some things and went to the dormitory manager, who told him that someone had died in this room before, and it was a bald boy.
A bald boy, because he pursued a girl, ended up being called bald by the girl.
The boy couldn't think about it anymore and jumped from the seventh floor in a fit of rage.
After that, basically every boy who lived here would lose his hair, and by the time they graduated, they would all be bald.
The dormitory manager told the youngest boy that if he didn't believe it, he could light a candle in the east corner at 12:40, and then place a mirror in front of the candle, so that he could see the dead man.
A bald boy.
Because the bald boy jumped off the building at 12:40, so he would come back to the dormitory at this time every night.
It is said that a mage once advised students to do this, and they actually saw the boy who jumped to his death that day.
After listening to the dormitory warden's words, the youngest boy actually lit a candle in the east corner of the dormitory at 12:40 and placed a mirror in front of the candle.
When 12:40 arrived, the boy saw in the mirror a bald man getting in through the window.
After a while, the bald boy hung his feet on the frame of the iron frame bed, stretched his head upside down, and spit out his long tongue to lick the heads of the boys who were sleeping soundly. With each lick, the bald boy
There will be a bunch of black stuff in the mouth, and if you look closely, it is hair...
Before, I thought this was just a ghost story.
I didn't expect that I would encounter such a perverted old ghost tonight. This damn old ghost is not good at eating anything, and he insists on licking people's necks.
I was worried that this old man would lick my head until I was bald, and I was extremely anxious.
I tried to reach out and hit the old ghost, but the old ghost was extremely cunning. Every time I hit him, his head would shrink back, and after a while, he would spit out his cold tongue and lick my neck.
A strong smell of alcohol lingered at the tip of my nose.
The weight on my back became heavier and heavier, and the old ghost lay on top of me, making me breathless.
I tried to scratch the old ghost's armpits with my hands, and after just two scratches, I heard a chuckle.
That old ghost seems a little ticklish.
Seizing this weakness, I immediately used my backhand to scratch the old ghost's armpit several times.
"sudden!"
The old ghost finally fell off my body.
I looked back and saw that it was the dead old man from before sitting on the ground, staring at me angrily.
But at this time, Uncle Yuan didn’t know where he was?
I felt worried again.
I know that Uncle Yuan does not have much time left. If he cannot bring back his soul before midnight, Uncle Yuan will really die.
"You can't sleep well without wine!"
The dead old man from before put his hand in front of his nose and sniffed, looking like he was addicted. He got up again, sniffed, and walked towards the fire door.
I couldn't help but wonder in my heart. I remembered that the fire door just now was not on that side! Why did this old man go that way?
Just when I was doubtful, I suddenly heard a soft call in my ear: "Quick! Take off your shoes and put them on again."