Who is my upstairs

Chapter 83
In the middle of saying this, the huge mouse was washed away by the rushing river.

The rest of the little mice saw that their king was dead, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered for a while, and disappeared into the darkness.On the banks of the Yin River, silence suddenly returned, and the reflection of the crescent moon in the sky was reflected in the black water of the river.

In the darkness, a woman in white clothes and a pair of red embroidered shoes suddenly floated out of the water, holding a child wrapped in green in her arms.

The woman sang sad songs in the dark like this, although Yang Xiaofan vaguely didn't see what the child in the woman's arms looked like.

However, there is a feeling in the dark that this woman is holding a baby mouse in her arms.

Such a thought is terrible!
Yang Xiaofan was frightened by her own thoughts and woke up from the dream. She found a tall black figure standing in front of her bed.

The black figure seemed to be an adult man, watching him in the dark.

Yang Xiaofan sat up abruptly, looked vigilantly at the man standing beside his bed, "Who are you and why are you in my room?"

At this time, the furry moon outside the window shone in and shone on the man's face.

His head turned out to be that of a mouse, with a pointed mouth and long beard, and most importantly, there was a hint of a smile on the mouse's face.

Think about it, the mouse's head is growing on the neck of a person, and it is still smiling at you weirdly, how strong is the mental quality to be able to bear it?
Yang Xiaofan broke out in a cold sweat from fright, grabbed the quilt with his bare hands and moved back an inch, leaning against the wall, with no way out, confronting the rat man face to face.

"Well, you bitch, dare to kill the king of this mountain, see if I don't kill you." The mouse man jumped onto Yang Xiaofan's bed, and Chaoyang Xiaofan rushed over.

Yang Xiaofan reflexively escaped from the side of the bed, the only way out at this moment was the balcony facing the mountain.

When she fled to the balcony, Yang Xiaofan's long straight hair was blown by the chilly night wind, and the blue-green will-o'-the-wisps flickered on the opposite hill, and a white-clothed woman emitted a white light, just like that in the dark night Fluttering.

This scene, to Yang Xiaofan, is half as scary as the rat man who is about to catch up.

At least ghosts were illusioned by people during their lifetime, but what kind of thing is this rat man?It didn't drown it when it fell into the water. Instead, it cultivated a human body and came to her to ask for its life!

The mouse man caught up with Yang Xiaofan at a very fast speed, he smiled coldly with that mouse face, there was a strange ferocious feeling, Yang Xiaofan felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofan's head was covered, and he forced his eyes to jump from the second floor without thinking.

When Yang Xiaofan opened his eyes again, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, it was a great sunny day.

She was sleeping on the bed in the bedroom, and the wall clock in the room showed that it was six o'clock in the morning. The sunshine was so beautiful that it was almost transparent, and the wind blowing from the balcony was also extraordinarily fresh and beautiful.

There's no such thing as a man with a mouse's head on his head, it turned out to be just a dream...

Yang Xiaofan had a strange dream last night, and these dreams are not real, real and not real, it always feels a bit like a ring of dreams in Inception.

Yang Xiaofan's mind was in a mess, she knocked hard on the head a few times, recalling what happened last night one by one.

When she just woke up, she couldn't tell which part of yesterday's memory was a dream and which part was real.

As soon as she figured out some clues, Yang Xiaofan thought of calling Li Shaohuang and telling Li Shaohuang the clues she found in the dream.

Feeling hungry enough, Yang Xiaofan felt as if his chest was sticking to his back. At this time, he called Li Shaohuang and explained how much time it would take to explain the situation.

Yang Xiaofan decided to finish the meal, then sort out what happened last night, and tell Li Shaohuang completely.

Let's see what Li Shaohuang thinks about these few dreams of hers.

After washing up a bit, Yang Xiaofan went down to the first floor wearing fur slippers, the moment he walked to the dining room, Yang Xiaofan saw the scene in the kitchen, immediately covered his mouth and rushed to the toilet to vomit.

About 20 little mice died on the floor of the kitchen. All of these little mice were crushed to death alive.

Spots of red blood and rotting meat adorned the kitchen floor.

There was such a disgusting thing in the kitchen, so was the dream she dreamed last night real or a dream?

But in Li's ancestral house, she has never seen any rats.

Yang Xiaofan held on to the wall and retched for a while, then the scene on the kitchen floor appeared in his mind, and immediately began to vomit again.In the end, he vomited out all the bitter bile, and Yang Xiaofan's nausea eased a lot.

The current Yang Xiaofan must not be able to eat, but fortunately today is Sunday, so he doesn't have to go to work.

Seeing ghosts in Li's ancestral house can be said to be caused by the yin energy in the basement, but what about seeing the mouse in the dream that she accidentally crushed to death when she fell down?
Yang Xiaofan took out a few tissues, covered his mouth, endured the nausea rising in his stomach, and walked slowly into the kitchen.

She knew in her heart that she was the only one in the house now, and if the corpses of these rats were not disposed of in time, they would only stink and rot here, and in severe cases, the plague might even occur.

The house of Li's ancestral home has the same structure as some traditional family houses, with water tanks made of cement and tiles.

The water in the water tank is changed every two to three days, in order to avoid water cut-off, or when water is urgently needed, you can use the water in the tank directly.

Yang Xiaofan put on rubber gloves, and was just about to lower his head to deal with the corpses of those little mice on the ground, his eyes casually swept across the water in the water tank, his head became dizzy, he almost couldn't stand the shock, and passed out directly.

Floating in the water tank was the dead body of a big, swollen mouse. This mouse was so huge that it was the size of a kitten.

It looks like it has lived for decades and has become a rat spirit of the weather.

Generally, the lifespan of a mouse is only two or three years, so the body size cannot grow to a certain size, and it has reached the limit.

Unless it is disturbed by external factors such as radiation or genetic mutations, the body shape will change dramatically.

Otherwise, only a rat that has become a master of climate cultivation can grow into such a huge rat and prolong its own lifespan.

This big mouse is undoubtedly the big mouse in Yang Xiaofan's dream who claimed to be the king of the mountain, but Yang Xiaofan threw it into the river in a panic.

Everything in the world has spirituality, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate it into a spirit. That mouse finally managed to cultivate properly, and became the weather and the king of the mountain among the rats.

But he died in the hands of Yang Xiaofan, all the previous cultivation efforts were wasted in an instant!

Whoever it is, will have resentment and hatred in their hearts!
No wonder it wanted to turn into a man in its dream and wanted to kill itself.

However, the mouse that died in the river should have existed, otherwise it would not have appeared in front of her so truly.

But why did it float in the water tank of Li's ancestral house?

Yang Xiaofan's body stiffened for a moment, and immediately rushed out of the kitchen covering his mouth, quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket with the other hand, and dialed Li Shaohuang's number.

After only five seconds of waiting, the call was picked up.

On the other end of the phone was Yang Xiaofan's relatively unfamiliar male voice with a northeast accent.

(End of this chapter)