city ​​of the dead

In the stable room, Zhang Min slept alone on the sofa. The elegant and monotonous room was filled with a sense of possession.

The TV was still on, and she didn't know when she had fallen asleep, leaning on the sofa safely, very at ease.The sky outside was getting darker and darker. As the sun set, darkness began to descend on the city again.

Her face is a little pale, it has been like this for the past few days, and every time the night falls, she feels tired all over her body.Like getting seriously ill.

A slight night breeze blew in invisible, she slept very restlessly, her brows were tightly frowned, as if she was having a nightmare.In a daze, she turned over, and when her head was pushed down, Zhang Min opened her hazy eyes.

In a daze, Zhang Min felt dizzy and aching in his head. Since he fell asleep while watching TV in the afternoon, and looking out from the skylight, it was already very dark.

Zhang Min shivered subconsciously, sleeping on the sofa for a long time, her whole body seemed to be falling apart, and the tingling pain continued to emerge. It was a bit cold at night, so she turned off the TV and planned to go to the room on the second floor to get a piece of clothing.

However, when she just turned around, Zhang Min paused again, and she turned to look at the door of the hall.

It has been opened, the door is still a little gap.

But I was clearly locked tightly, how could it have been opened?

Is Yajun back?

If he came back, he would call him, and he wouldn't let him sleep on the sofa, but how did the door open?

Zhang Min felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, but he didn't think much about it, maybe it was just that he didn't close it properly.

She thought so, and then went to the second floor to add another dress.Now I feel very uncomfortable and a little groggy.

Da da da……

The sound of footsteps came out and echoed in the closed and spacious hall. It seemed strange to chatter endlessly. Zhang Min's heart trembled, but thinking that there were many formations in the whole room, with Yajun's strength, ordinary dirty things couldn't get in.

Da da da……

Zhang Min continued to go upstairs, but when the stairs were about to finish, she stopped suddenly. Zhang Min looked down at her shoes and was immediately startled.

She was wearing pure cotton doll slippers, but the sound of stepping on the ground could only be made by that kind of high heels?

Is it your own delusion?

Zhang Min's nerves tensed up in an instant, and she felt a chill on her back, as if there was a person standing behind her, being watched.

Zhang Min didn't look back, but raised his footsteps and stepped on the steps carefully.

Tom...

The thick voice came out, and Zhang Min secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They were flat shoes, and they were also baby slippers on his feet.

It's my own illusion.

I'm not in good spirits recently, and I always have some nervous feelings in my head, and I feel like someone is pushing me when I sleep.

Adding a coat upstairs, Zhang Min left the room and planned to wash it in the bathroom.Only by beating the spirit to death.

At night, even knowing that Yajun had placed many yin and yang formations in this house, Zhang Min faced the empty house alone.Even if there is a light, it can't dispel the fear that spreads in my heart.

In the mirror in the bathroom, Zhang Min's pale and bloodless face was reflected. She herself was startled by her own haggard face. There was no trace of rosiness on her face, and she looked like a person who was about to die.

After wiping gently for a while, Zhang Min simply washed up, and when she was about to leave the bathroom, she saw a strange scene in her eyes.

When she saw herself in the mirror, she seemed to make a strange movement, because the moment she turned around, did the self in the mirror not move?It seems that it is not her own body, and Zhang Min sees herself in the mirror.There was an evil smile in his mouth.