Chapter 968
Although I don't know how powerful these ghosts are at this time, but I know that she is definitely not a good thing. If she licks it, I will be disgusted to death if I don't lick it to death.

Seeing that the tongues of the ghost girls were about to lick my face, my already aching head was extremely painful.

Thanks to the pain, I subconsciously raised my arm to rub my head, but the little golden knife in my hand flicked up from bottom to top, and it just happened to cut open the belly of the ghost girl!
Of course, this disemboweled belly is just a small golden knife drawn from below, dispelling the ghosts of the ghosts, and it is not as bloody as the real disembodied belly.

'Ow'

The ghost girls let out a scream that was more ferocious than beasts, and the entire soul body dissipated in an instant, and a body was as thin as a piece of paper at this time.

Her tongue, which was originally powerful, licked my face at this time, like a gust of cold wind blowing, it was only slightly cool, but there was no uncomfortable reaction.

On the contrary, I felt the ghostly energy entering my body, but it made my aching head sober a lot and relieved some pain.

And I suddenly found that the set of movements that the tall man did in my mind before, actually slowly condensed into my mind under the stimulation of this ghost.

This ghost, will help me restore my memory?

When I was shocked to discover this problem, I couldn't help but be ecstatic!
It's a pity that the ghost girls in front of them have been slaughtered by the little golden knife, leaving a thin layer of gas skin, as if the wind blows, it will disperse cleanly.

The ghost girls shivered and rushed to the wall, and suddenly got out.

I slowly got up and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar things in this room, but no matter how I thought about it, I couldn't remember when I came.

After all, I was frightened here just now. After being stunned for a while, I quickly turned my head and wanted to go out.

Just when I walked out of the gate, I happened to meet the aunt next door going out to take out the trash. The aunt also happened to see me coming out of the house, and she yelled as if she saw a ghost: "Oh my god! Who is this?"

I was taken aback by Auntie's reaction, thinking that I was indeed a bit weird, don't frighten people, and quickly said, "Don't be afraid, Auntie, I'm a human."

I'm going to go, what I said is really low level, and it's not reliable when I hear it.

Who knew that the aunt could see me clearly in the dark sky, squeezed her eyes twice, walked to my side and looked at it, patted her chest and said, "It scared me to death, is it you? Huh? You didn't move away. Is it?"

I was stunned for a moment, turned my head, looked at the house behind me hesitantly and asked, "Auntie, still remember me?"

The aunt's face was a little pale, and she seemed a little scared, but after confirming that I was indeed a living person, she said, "Didn't you live like this last year? You lived here for a few days, and I even said hello to your daughter-in-law!"

my wife?I'm a big head, where did my daughter-in-law come from?
Thinking that my aunt may have misunderstood, or that my old eyes may have been misunderstood, I had to perfunctory: "Well, I was in a hurry last year, and I forgot to return the landlord's keys. Didn't this happen to pass by? Just take a look and see where the landlord is. Not here."

The aunt's face turned green: "Landlord? Didn't that kid go abroad? Don't mention it, did you move out because you encountered something?"

I scratched my head: "This, it is."

The aunt waved her hands again and again in fright: "Come on, kid, let's go, what key do you still need? This house is a famous haunted house, and the old residents who live here know that there are often singing voices coming out in the middle of the night, who would dare live?"

I swallowed my saliva: "Auntie, what's going on? Why haven't I seen you say it before?"

My aunt pulled me to the side and said, "We used to shine and we didn't talk much about it. To tell you the truth, this house has been killed. I know it from my ancestors. I heard that the old landlord who lived in the old house died. , their eldest wife tied the little one in the woodshed and suffocated her to death.

I don't know how many troubles have occurred in the past. Others have run away and never come back. You are good. You dare to come back and return the key after leaving. I think you are also a kind young man, so let's be honest, don't come again in the future. "

I heard my scalp tingling: "Aunt, this house is so fierce, why do you still live near here? Aren't you afraid?"

The aunt said tremblingly: "What am I afraid of? I am an old woman. When I am old, I see everything. This person is not afraid of death, so I am not afraid of anything. You are still young, so there is no need to provoke it. These things, go, go, go."

Aunt said, threw the garbage into the trash can beside, shaking her head tremblingly and walked back.

I turned my head sluggishly, looked at the black door of the house, bit my head and pulled the door panel forward, only to find that the oxtail lock had been left inside the house by me.

Are you going to get it back?

I was in trouble again.

I believe that the vast majority of people have encountered such a situation. They have just run away, and now they are worried about going back. That kind of contradictory psychology will definitely cause most people to fall into psychological struggle.

Whether I can go back or not has become a problem that I have to face in a short period of time.

Under the trend of curiosity, I still felt that I would go back and have a look. I seemed to have foreseen in my heart that what might happen when I went back this time, but I couldn't hold back my curiosity and fear, and walked into the The haunted house that my aunt said about it.

I believe that many people would call me stupid if they knew about my psychological struggle. Isn't this because they know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to walk in the mountains?

In fact, this kind of psychology is very easy to handle, just like some people like to explore ghost buildings, and some people know that Die Immortal, psychics and the like are not good, but they will do it. That kind of psychology is contradictory, but the action is positive. of.

Once again, I walked into this spooky haunted house under the shroud of night, crossed the stone screen, and walked onto the long corridor. My shadow was drawn very long on the ground, and everything seemed so quiet and strange.

I vaguely seemed to hear something, but I wasn't sure if I was really listening.

This seems to be the sound of stirring the soup pot with a horse spoon. I had never heard this sound when I went out before, but when I came in again, I heard it very clearly.

I walked to the door of the main room, my footsteps rose and fell, hesitating whether to go in.

At this moment, I don't know who pushed me from behind, and I jumped in at once.

When I staggered into the main room and managed to hold on to the dusty wooden table to stand firm, the door behind me creaked and closed automatically!
The door blocked the moonlight outside, and my shadow disappeared in the dusty room.

It's pitch black all around!
 The mother of my Dameng Aige is ill and is about to undergo surgery. I hope all the book friends will pray and wish the old man a speedy recovery!Love be with you!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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