Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end

Chapter 615: No time to return ([-])
I asked Yan'er, "Yan'er, have they lived here for a long time? Do they only come out to play at night like you?"

Yan'er is only three years old, she doesn't know that she is a ghost, maybe she doesn't even know what a ghost is, that's all I can say.

Yan'er suddenly stopped crying and shook her head silently.

"What does shaking your head mean? Does it mean no, or don't know?" I asked her.

"They are human beings." Yan'er said while sobbing.

Yan'er would say so directly that they are human beings, which surprised me, but she immediately added, "They are bad people."

I smiled and said, "They just don't know what they are doing? One day they will know and they will become good people again."

Yan'er snorted, and suddenly reminded me, "Auntie, aren't you going to find someone?"

"Oops! How could I forget this? Auntie has to go." Just after I finished speaking, the phone rang again. When I saw it was Qiaochu, I quickly picked it up, "Qiaochu, cousin, go and find her now. You, please tell me what signs you have there, put it tactfully, and don’t let them hear it.”

I was anxious for a moment, and Qiaochu was really kidnapped.

Qiaochu's voice came over, "Cousin, I'm already on my way home."

Every time I said the same thing, it felt like a recording, I ran on the cement road and said to Qiaochu: "Sign, sign, Qiaochu."

"The wide cement road, the street lights are still on?" Qiaochu said.

"What else? Take a closer look." I asked.

"The green sound effect is better." Qiaochu answered the question in a strange way, "The wind is so strong, so windy."

"What the hell?" It was so nonsense that I, an earthling, couldn't understand the alien language.

"Cousin, watching domestic violence dramas will have psychological effects, so don't watch them again." After Qiaochu said this, a beeping sound came from the phone.

"Hey, hey, hey." I shouted several times anxiously.

I put the phone away helplessly, and while I ran, I thought about the information Qiaochu gave me: the wide cement road, the street lights were still on, the green sound effect was better, the wind was so strong, so windy.Watching domestic violence dramas will have a psychological impact.

These words are simply irrelevant.

It was a dark and windy night, and I was walking alone on the wide cement road that my cousin mentioned, but there were no street lights.

The deserted and gloomy cement road looked a little pale at night. The sound of insects became smaller and smaller, and gradually became silent.

There is no moon and no sound, the shadow of darkness is looming, and there is a suffocating atmosphere in the air.

After walking for about 10 minutes, there was a cement road in front of me. "Strange, is there a fork in the road?" I have a poor sense of direction. I am a road freak. It is normal for me not to remember.

I stood at the fork in the road, flicking my fingers back and forth between the two paths, hesitant, wondering which way to go down the mountain?

The two roads are both concrete and equally wide, but there are lights on the left and no lights on the right.

If there are two ways to go down the mountain, then no one will choose the one with street lights, right? "The wide cement road, the street lights are still on."

Thinking of Qiaochu's first words, I suddenly became enlightened.

"It must be this one with street lights." I walked towards the cement road with street lights without hesitation.

After walking on this cement road with street lights, I walked for another 10 minutes without seeing any living organisms.

The trees on both sides of the road remained the same, and there was a street light every ten meters. As I walked, the street lights disappeared again, and I began to enter a lightless world. The dead silence was really unlike the human world.

(End of this chapter)