Maoshan Ghostbusters

After Liang Feng and his four friends said goodnight to each other, they immediately went back to the room to rest. Feng Ruchu and Nian Nian also left the room with great anxiety.

At this moment, there are only four friends and I left in the room. They played at the celebration for a day, and then they waited by my side without a rest. It was me who had been sleeping since I was unconscious at the celebration. There is no sleepiness, and I can’t sleep. Seeing them sound asleep, I can’t express the envy.

Thinking of the weirdos and birds at the celebration, and the complicated and bizarre stories about them, I couldn’t sleep more and more. So I started to sort out the whole strange thing from start to finish, and the more I thought about it, the more incredible it became.

The candles in the house had already been blown out, and there was only a strong smell of candles in the air.

The window was closed tightly by me long ago, and the bright moonlight cast the shadow of the tree outside the house quietly on the window paper.

In the middle of the night, there was a wind, and the whining night breeze engulfed the night’s cold air, and the thin window paper smashed, mixed with the sound of the night owl, and it made people get goose bumps.

The whine of the wind and Ye Xiao’s crippling cry made people feel cold all over, so I got up and wrapped the quilt tightly, and even covered my head, and then planned to count and force myself to fall asleep.

At this moment, I heard a strange sound.

嚓——嚓——嚓——

A sound similar to sharp nails scratching on window paper, even though I covered my head in the quilt, the strange sound continued to fill my ears. I seem to be able to imagine that a hand with long sharp nails is scratching a thin window paper.

Judging by the sound, it should have been a hand that was as dry as a bird’s claw, perhaps covered with black hairs, just hitting the ground, scratching the window paper carelessly.

I felt numb on my scalp and covered with the quilt, so I didn’t dare to get out of it.

But the chucking sound didn’t seem to stop there. Instead, it continued and drew it down rhythmically. The sound made my heart fuzz. I really couldn’t stand it anymore. I suddenly opened the quilt and looked out the window.

As a result, to my disappointment, all I saw was the shadow of the tree quietly projected on the window paper by the moonlight, and there were no paws with black hair.

I kept my ears up and listened carefully, there was no chuckle, it seemed that I was worrying too much.

I snorted, I think I was too nervous, nervous enough to be nervous, and started to hear non-existent sounds.

Hearing non-existent sounds, this should be a hallucination in medicine.

It is said that when humans are stressed to a certain level, hallucinations and auditory hallucinations occur.

I smiled bitterly, planning to cover my head and continue sleeping.

But still can’t sleep, just count.

I really hate that I sleep so much during the day that I can’t sleep now.

But when I counted to 24th, the strange chuckle appeared again.

I immediately stopped counting and listened carefully.

That’s right, it’s the sound of ch–ch–ch–, the kind of sound similar to sharp nails scratching on window paper. There is absolutely nothing wrong, this time, it is by no means auditory hallucinations.

This time, I learned my lesson. Instead of opening the quilt, I quietly opened a small slit in the quilt, showing only one eye and looking at the window.

Sure enough, I saw other things except the shadow of the tree quietly projected on the window paper by the moonlight.

It was a shadow on the window.

However, it was not the shadow of a claw with black hair and long nails.

What shocked me was that it was the shadow of a woman on the window paper at this moment.

How could it be the shadow of a woman?

Before taking a peek at the corner, I imagined all kinds of shadows that might be reflected on the window, but I never thought it would be the shadow of a woman.

It was clearly the profile of a woman, with long flowing hair, a plump figure and a slender waist.

Although only her shadow is reflected on the window paper, I believe that the owner of the shadow is definitely a beloved beauty.

I think I was completely dizzy because I saw the shadow of a beauty. I didn’t even think about how a beauty made a sound like sharp nails scratching the window paper. Is this beauty who can’t scratch the window paper?

What’s interesting is that the weird sound disappeared again.

At the same time as the shadow of the beauty was reflected on the window paper, the groaning sound stopped.

If scratching the window paper is this beauty, then she must have something unspeakable to ask for help.

When I think of a beauty asking for help, my compassion bursts.

At this time, the beauty’s sigh seemed to be heard outside the window.

This faint sigh was mixed with the whining wind and Ye Xiao’s scream. The faint sigh was almost negligible, but I caught it.

On such a moonlit night, she sighed outside the window alone, there must be something difficult. I am more and more sure of this.

Maybe it was because I watched my friends sleeping too soundly, I couldn’t bear to wake them up, maybe I wanted to admire beauties in the moonlight by myself, so I got out of bed and opened the door lightly.

I think I dared to open the door alone, mainly because the beauty is now, and I completely relax my guard.

You know, men usually relax their vigilance in front of beauties.

As for the degree of relaxation, of course it is directly proportional to the beauty of the beauty.

Therefore, the beauty of the country and the beauty is usually very easy to achieve their goals, because when she speaks, there are naturally countless men going through water and fire for her.

As the door of the room opened, the moonlight outside the house suddenly fell on me.

The bright moonlight illuminates the house as bright as day.

In the moonlight, there really stood a beauty with a graceful figure and a long white skirt.

When I saw the beauty of that beauty, I was so shocked that I forgot to breathe.

That beauty is as beautiful as the fairy Baihua, but beauty alone is not enough to shock me.

What shocked me was that the beauty had beautiful long light purple hair. The beautiful long hair like a waterfall was blown hunting and fluttering by the night wind. She blinked a pair of long and narrow violet phoenix eyes and looked at me instantly. .

Suddenly I felt my legs feel soft, and even the atmosphere was not even breathing. It took a long time to tremble and squeeze out, “Princess…Princess Kite.”

Next, I seemed to smell a strange scent, and immediately felt my eyelids plump, and my body became soft and collapsed to the ground.

I saw the beauty walking towards me slowly, I was struggling to stand up, but my body was soft and I couldn’t use any strength.

The image of the beauty in front of me gradually became blurred. The only thing that was clear was her long light purple hair and violet eyes. The long hair fluttered before my eyes, and the eyes blinked and blinked in front of my eyes. In the end, even this The two have also become blurred. I can only see a fuzzy shadow, exactly the same as what I saw when I opened the quilt and took a peek.

In the end, I could only see the shadow of a graceful woman.

Gradually, even that group of shadows became blurred.

I finally gave up the struggle, closed my eyes, and fell into a coma again.