Who is my upstairs

Chapter 25 Hair in the Cracks of the Wall
Yang Xiaofan has already encountered many strange things in the house, but she still couldn't help but use her hands to scrape the corner wall, poked her head out secretly, and quickly glanced at the situation in the corridor.

Seeing the cold moonlight outside the window, an old-fashioned black leather shoe was walking back and forth in the corridor, and many feet were shaking within the sight range.

Those feet seemed to be the feet of the old hanging hanging from the ceiling that she saw that day. Could it be that the old hanging that she saw that day was not an illusion created by the eyes of the black cat necromancer?

Yang Xiaofan felt furious.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofan, who was hiding on the wooden stairs, heard that there was no movement in his ears, the shoes in the corridor seemed to have stopped moving, and the surroundings became a dead silence.

She thought about those leather shoes, did she find herself? !So I stopped and observed...

She didn't dare to disturb the pair of "leather shoes", took off the slippers on her feet, and walked downstairs in cotton socks.

When she walked to the corner of the stairs on the second floor, she suddenly happened to see the crystal chandelier in the living room on the first floor, and Yang Xiaofan's heart skipped half a beat at that scene.

On the chandelier is holding a woman in red, exactly the same as the woman in the mirror, she is grinning at her.

Yang Xiaofan's ankle was stiff and he almost fell down the stairs, but luckily the strength in his hand supported the stairs.I just slid down two or three flights of stairs and scratched my wrist a little.

The woman in the red dress smiled fiercely.

This is a sentence her dead father once told her. She didn't know how this woman died, but only knew that the ghost crying soul was just a beginner, and the scariest thing was the female ghost laughing.

The kind of female ghosts with weird smiles are all vicious ghosts, and they are extremely difficult to deal with.As for how difficult it is to deal with, only her father knows, the old mother Zhuo Acai said that her uncles who read Fengshui were overwhelmed to death by this kind of vicious female ghost.

She thought it was funny at the time, thinking that her mother was so superstitious because she had no formal socialist education.

Now thinking of his mother's words, Yang Xiaofan realized that he was really naive back then.

In the living room, the woman in red smiled strangely. She was vaguely carrying a bag of the same color in her arms. I don't know what was put in the bag to make the woman in red put on the chandelier, and she was still hugging tightly.

The more Yang Xiaofan was afraid, the more his eyes fixed on the baggage in the woman's hand.

At this time, the baggage in the woman's arms fell from the ceiling, and the woman snaked along the ceiling and wall like a snake, and in an instant, she turned into a red shadow and disappeared.

Yang Xiaofan swallowed, feeling a little regretful in his heart, he didn't put a bucket of water on the second floor earlier, so he doesn't need to see it now.

Tonight, a woman in red with a bundle appeared, but there was no movement outside the house, and the thing that knocked on the door and shouted for the soul seemed to have not come.

She walked slowly in front of the burden.

They found that there seemed to be a child lying inside. The child's hands moved, and the exposed limbs were covered with long white hairs.

The child was crying and laughing at the top of his voice, the sound was very much like the cry of a night cat.

Ghost baby!

Could it be that when this woman died, the child in her womb was still alive?

That is a baby ghost that is more terrifying than the Smiling Face Children ghost. As long as the baby ghost appears, everyone in the ten miles and eight towns will be killed.

This is obviously a mansion, but it's as eerie as an ancient tomb. Yang Xiaofan doesn't know Fengshui, but he also found that Li's ancestral home is indeed a haunted house, just like what the woman owner of the supermarket said.

(End of this chapter)